Wan Mingju substituted out

  Wrapped an ice pack in a towel and gently placed it on her forehead, heard the ringing of the phone in her small bag, frowned slightly, saw that she seemed to have fallen asleep, opened her small bag, took out the phone and put it in his pocket, walked out the door.

  The name of the caller on the screen is Wen Shixuan.

  Her eyes flashed coldly for a moment, and she pressed her phone against her ear: "Hello."

  The unfamiliar male voice caused Wen Shi Xuan to freeze: "You are——"

  "My name is Lu Jun."

  This is probably the first time I've had a face-to-face conversation with this man.

  Her eyebrows slightly raised, the light in her eyes seemed to have been waiting for a long time, always waiting for this moment.

  Lu Jun? Wen Shi Xuan had occasionally heard of Master Jun's great name from Du Yu and others, saying that he was the son of a high-ranking official. But how did his daughter's phone end up in the hands of the son of a high-ranking official? He choked on his saliva and said: "Man Man? Is this my daughter's phone?"

  "Manman is not here, the phone fell on me."

  Her eyes slightly lowered, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, a shadow fell on the side of her face against the backlight.

  "How did your phone end up in his hands?"

  “She is with me.”

  I've wanted to say this sentence to this man for a long time.

  Listening to Wen Shixuan's heavy breathing on the other end of the phone, the joy in her heart couldn't help but double.

  "Who are you?!"

  Bang.

  Hang up the phone, this way, Wen Shixuan will be even more panicked in his heart, panicked to the point of not knowing what to do, but no one can say anything. This is his sin, he has to suffer this punishment, let him taste all the pain that their family had experienced before.

  Her gaze fell on the door that had opened a crack, and she lay on the sofa with her slender figure quietly, as if she hadn't heard anything, with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

  ……

  The pain was relieved by a cold compress, and the buzzing in my head stopped.

  Ideas flashed one by one in mind, scenes slid over closed eyes.

  When she was a child, her father carried her on his back, and on rainy days when the rainwater overflowed and flooded the road surface, her father took difficult steps, carrying the young girl on his back, with two feet stepping over deep puddles, taking her to see a doctor, taking her to school.

  Father is a mountain, protecting her, holding an umbrella, whether sunny or rainy, always there, when she needs it, coming out, being her last reliance.

  She grew up and it's time for her to be a support for her father, to be an umbrella for her father.

  Regardless of wind and rain, she came forward to resist for her father, to bear for her father.

  So there's no need to hesitate, and nothing can be hesitated about.

  No one can replace her father's position in her heart.

  No matter how good anyone is to her, it's no use.

  The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, getting closer and closer, until the door creaked open.

  Her crescent-shaped eyes opened, gazing at him standing in the doorway. The light inside rippled, shining brightly and clearly like a winter stream that reveals its bottom.

  For a moment, his heart skipped a beat. The sense of accomplishment he had just gained from Wen Shi Xuan seemed to have been ruined by her in an instant. He furrowed his brow and hastily interrupted what she was about to say: "You need to lie down again, I'll send you back later."

  She sat up, as if she knew what he was going to say. At the same time his cold eyes flashed with a stern color, she said: "Didn't you say you wanted to tell me something about your sister? I want to hear it."

  Unexpectedly, there was no flash of joy in her heart, only instant doubt, strong hesitation, and sharp cold eyes searched for a hint on her face, but nothing was found.

  "Have you changed your mind?"

  She bowed her head slightly, without a word, but successfully lured him back to talk.

  He walked over, sat in front of her, the light in his cold eyes spinning, his sharp gaze on her like a needle point, and said: "Her name is Nangnang, nicknamed Nangnang. Because when she was born, my grandfather was framed and put in prison. My parents decided to wait until Grandpa was cleared and released from prison before giving her a formal name. But before Grandpa was cleared and released from prison, she disappeared while following us on a trip to the countryside."

  "You always say she's missing, how old was she when she went missing?"

  "She was less than one year old when she left us. At that time, I was playing and carried her to the yard, and when I left for a while, she disappeared."

  "You mean she was stolen away?"

  "Yes!"

  A loud voice burst out from between his tightly closed lips.

  The emotion that reached her heart was hatred, just as she had previously sensed, hatred.

  Lu Siling, Mrs. Lu, and Lu Huan, will they also hate him like that?

  They treat one person well and another person badly, does it mean they hate the other person more.

  You can't have your cake and eat it. She has been through too much before, such as choosing between her mother and husband, she chose her husband and her own happiness. Today, facing another choice like this.

  "You asked me, you said your sister would hate you? I think she won't, if she's already very happy now, there's no need to pursue these past things."

  No.

  He didn't even get a chance to say it before she rejected him.

  If I say it out loud, she might reject me 100%.

  Because they can't compare with Wen Shi Xuan, can't compare at all, far from comparing.

  In that instant, the cold eyes inside flashed with light, and the waves stirred up reached a thousand feet high.

  She didn't look at anything, even if she saw it, it couldn't compare to the father in her heart.

  She didn't believe it, she didn't believe what kind of person her father would be, because from childhood to adulthood, she was raised by her father and knew him too well.

  He and his father let her choose, who can she choose?

  Father.

  A person who has been trusted for over twenty years, accompanied and loved by her family for over twenty years, compared to a stranger she just met, even if this person is really good to her, who is more worthy of her trust, no need to think.

  Perhaps there were doubts and hesitations before, but now everything is clear.

  If the two cannot coexist and she has to choose one of them, she can only choose her father.

  Outside the door stood Yao Ziye. When he raised his hand to knock on the door, he hesitated and couldn't bring himself to do it. He had overheard the conversation between the two people inside.

  The two people inside each chose a side, without hesitation or wavering.

  What should he do?

  If it's Jiang Yan, his daughter-in-law is the first priority, no need to think about it.

  They are different, the Yao and Lu families are like one family, but he himself owes her too much, wants to make it up to her, wants to satisfy her wishes.

  "I should go back." He got up, picked up his small bag, and walked out of the room with a firm and calm pace, without any hesitation.

  Yao Ziye stepped aside, watching her walk out, his narrow eyes complex in color, slowly turning around, sighing softly, and then walking back into the office.

  Unlike what he thought, Jun Ye, sitting on the sofa, was not so much shocked as becoming more and more courageous.

  The Lu family's characteristic is to fight until the last moment of life and death, but now it has not reached the point of fighting for life and death with the enemy. Leng Mei's eyebrows are sometimes furrowed and sometimes raised to the highest point.

  Don't believe it, you can't beat Wen Shi Xuan if you don't believe it.

  I don't know what to say, actually saying any comforting words to Comrade Jun is unnecessary and redundant. Walking over to the table, I see a towel wrapped around several ice packs on top of it. His narrow eyebrows furrow in puzzlement: "What's going on?"

  She just walked out of the door and hit her forehead because she was walking too fast.

  "Let her go like that!" Mr. Yao's long eyebrows were scrunched into a small knot, his voice carrying a tone of blame.

  Her eyes had changed color as soon as she replied to him, and in her anger, she had forgotten all about it. Rushing up to chase after her, he suddenly felt something in his pocket - her phone. Now, the whole person was at a loss, unable to move forward or backward.

  "I'll go see her off." Mr. Yao thought he was too proud, so he furrowed his brow slightly and went out in his place.

  His palm touched her phone, knowing it was her contact with Wen Shixuan, but he didn't return it to her, and she would hate him a little more.

  Cold smile: Saying it's not hatred, not recognition, actually it's hateful, very hateful.

  Since we already hate each other, hating more is meaningless.

  Sit down, cross your legs, take out your phone, and play with it in the palm of your hand, waiting for her to come back. The cold eyes suddenly flashed a hint of chill, if none of the bait he threw at his own home worked, as long as he held Wen Shi Xuan's words, would she definitely come back?

  Just like last time when Wen Shi Xuan had something on her mind, she asked him and he agreed no matter what.

  Cold eyes, narrowed.

  The phone in his palm suddenly rang.

  A message has arrived.

  A strange phone number's message reads: Be careful, someone wants to ruin your face!

  Her eyebrows snapped tight in an instant, her back straightened.

  ……

  "Creeping."

  Manman walked to the elevator entrance, turned her head and saw that it was General Yao who had caught up with her. She looked puzzled as she pushed up her glasses: "General Yao, is there something going on? If it's about the blood retest, someone just helped me with it in Junye's office."

  "No." Old Master Yao's heart was actually very complicated, but as he looked at her, his narrow and elegant eyes couldn't help but reveal a warm and gentle lake, smiling, "I'll send you back."

  "No need, it's broad daylight now, take the bus and get off at the second stop, you'll be right in front of the hospital gate." She was busy with a million things to do, but she didn't need him to treat her so kindly, it made her feel uneasy.

  "Then I'll accompany you for a walk." As he spoke, he didn't give her time to object and helped her press the elevator button.

  For someone like Manman who only eats soft and not hard, it's obvious that gentle Yao Ye is much harder to resist than the cold and unyielding ice mountain.

  Yao Ye accompanied her all the way, the two of them quietly walking on the road, a strange atmosphere that made Yue Er's eyebrows slightly furrow.

  Mr. Yao seems to have something on his mind.

  "Manman, you and your dad have a good relationship, right?" Finally speaking up, Old Master Yao's long gaze seemed to pierce through the dusk, reaching a distant place, filled with thorough consideration and profundity.

  He didn't reject Wen Shi Xuan's feelings to the extreme like Lu Jun did. Of course, he could see that Lu Jun hated Wen Shi Xuan with a passion that was almost bone-deep. No matter how many times he asked, Lu Jun wouldn't say what the reason was.

  "My dad is great." Mianmian replied with deep meaning.

  Having a good relationship doesn't mean being a good person. Mianmian hopes that there are many people like her who understand and appreciate her father, Wen Shixuan.

  "I know your father is very good to you." Mr. Yao said softly, following her words, with a gentle and charming light flowing in his eyes.

  It's obvious that he said so just because of her words.

  "If I have a chance, I'll introduce you to my dad." Despite that, he was still moved by his words and made this suggestion, and immediately felt a knot in his heart.

  Is grandpa willing?

  It's not her and her father who are inferior, but rather their social circle and environment that are not in the same league.

  "Hmm——" Old Master Yao picked up his chin, slightly raising his elegant long eyebrows. Some things couldn't be asked from Lu Jun's mouth, perhaps they could be obtained from Wen Shi Xuan's mouth instead. It seemed like Father had this intention as well, what a good opportunity.

  "So, you and your dad discuss it, find a time, and let me know then."

  Yao Ye's sudden agreement left Manman slightly surprised.

  The bus just arrived, cutting off the topic. Mr. Yao insisted on sending her back personally and said: "It's on my way home, I happen to need to go home to get something."

  Whether what Master Yao said is true or false, it seems that his work is different from what he thought, as Mother Yao said, it's very hard.

  If your husband leaves school and goes back to work in his unit, won't he be just as busy and unable to take time off?

  If so, when having a child later on, can one person take care of it? Hiring a nanny is not as good as letting the father come back to help.

  The crescent moon's eyes drooped for a moment, thinking far away, thinking of her father.

  Two stops later, two people got off the bus and walked ahead, unaware that Wang Feng was following behind them.

  Yao Ye personally sent Manman into the military compound, and Wang Feng's eyelids kept blinking. This time, she had a new topic to shock everyone at the ladies' gathering.

  The lady's party

  "Madam Chiang, it's not me who said it, but your daughter-in-law is becoming more and more popular. I heard that the other night, not only Colonel Lu took care of your daughter-in-law, but also Colonel Yao. Today, Colonel Yao even personally escorted your daughter-in-law back to the mansion."

  Jiang Mu's mother was drinking tea from her cup, but when she heard Wang Feng's words, she choked on the tea that had reached halfway down her throat and couldn't swallow or spit it out.

  Now she can't control Mianmian, but that doesn't mean this mother-in-law isn't affected by Mianmian.

  "Hey, I'm telling you, Wang Feng, don't talk nonsense. What kind of person is Colonel Yao?" A lady reminded Wang Feng to be careful, as trouble can come from the mouth.

  That is, Yao Ziye's identity as a grandfather is loud and clear. Unless he wants to ruin his own future, who dares to mess with him?

  "No, you misunderstood me. I didn't say that Colonel Yao and Madame Chiang's little daughter-in-law have any relationship." Wang Feng hastily corrected the mistake in her words, saying, "I meant to say, shouldn't Madame Chiang be concerned about the health of her little daughter-in-law? Is there really something wrong? Otherwise, why would she go to the hospital every other day? I saw that the bus they took was on the line that goes to the two colonels' units."

  This matter, last time I had already asked my second daughter to ask about it. Jiang Mei came back and told her: Mianmian's body is fine, no problem at all, should be getting pregnant soon.

  Thinking of this, Jiang's mother was still uneasy. She said that the two sons, the elder daughter-in-law's belly had no movement, and she pinned her hopes on the younger daughter-in-law.

  Wang Fengjing quietly stuck close to Jiang Mu's ear and reported another piece of information: "You may not know? The Li family is going to have a grandson."

  "What?!" Jiang's mother exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't Li Zhenwei still unmarried?"

  After Wen Mingzhu made a big joke, Jiang Yun didn't dare show off in front of her anymore.

  Although I couldn't be arrogant in front of Jiang Yun afterwards, at least I had vented.

  Now Wang Feng mentioned it again, and her whole body couldn't help but itch all over.

  "Is Li Shao married? Who is the person? How come I haven't heard about it? The Li family wants to marry a daughter-in-law, they won't keep it secret, did you hear wrongly?"

  "Mrs. Chiang, you don't know this trick. This is getting on the bus first and then buying a ticket. If it's a boy, of course, he'll be married back home. If not, this daughter-in-law won't be wanted."

  Is this true?

  Jiang's mother was shocked: "Isn't it just a son? What era is this now, still emphasizing the importance of having a male heir to carry on the family line?"

  "What? Do you want more granddaughters than grandsons?" Wang Feng's mouth was pursed with a hint of certainty, as if all mothers wanted sons but not daughters.

  Jiang's mother felt uneasy in her heart.

  To be realistic, if it's really a grandson, it's definitely better than a granddaughter.

  Two daughters-in-law, whoever gives birth to a grandson will definitely be treated better by her, even if it's just a little bit.

  Determined to have a grandchild before Jiang Yun does, she returns home and urges Jiang Mei to secretly take Manman to the hospital for a check-up to see if she's pregnant.

  Manman had Yao Ziye sent to the stairs and said nothing would be allowed to send anymore, so that others wouldn't see it and gossip.

  Yao Ziye was about to leave when Manman's hand reached into her bag to search for the door key. As she rummaged through it, she suddenly realized that her phone had fallen out and froze in surprise.

  "Captain Yao!"

  The tall and slender figure that had just walked to the door turned back, seeing her anxious look made him tense up too, his eyebrows furrowed, asking: "What's going on? Take your time to say it, don't rush."

  "My phone seems to have fallen in your unit." Manman is anxious, can't you be anxious if your phone has fallen?

  "Wait a minute." Yao Ziye took out his own mobile phone and dialed Jun Ye's number.

  After a few rings, the landline in Junye's office was picked up by a hand.

  "I am Lu Jun." The cold tone remained unchanged.

  "Lu Jun, I'm Zi Ye, Manman's phone is gone, can you see if it's been left in your office?" Yao Zi Ye said straightforwardly.

  "Lost your phone?"

  "Yes."

  "That's terrible. I still haven't seen her. What does her phone look like?"

  He narrowed his eyes, feeling something was off, and beside him, Manman tiptoed to peek at the microphone, her long eyebrows furrowing again: "Lu Jun, help me look for it some more."

  "If she doesn't believe it, let her come back and find out for herself."

  Crack!

  Master Jun has always been like this, if a few words don't go his way, no one will give him face.

  Yao Ziye couldn't find any flaws, so he turned around and faced Manman: "Think again, where could it have been lost? What brand is the phone? I'll help you look for it together. Otherwise, let's go back to our unit together."

  Not in your office?

  Mianmian's fingers tapped impatiently on the rim of her glasses, and after a moment's thought, she nodded: "I understand. Never mind, I'll think about it some more."

  "Vines?"

  "It's nothing. Just a two-hundred-yuan phone that I've used for five or six years, it wasn't expensive." Yuèyá'er smiled at him with her eyes upturned.

  Yao Ziye furrowed his brow, but he couldn't deal with her like this.

  Manman returned home and no matter how she thought about it, she felt that her phone couldn't have been left anywhere else.

  The landline phone at home rang just in time.

  Ran over to receive it, and heard the voice of Father Wen Shi Xuan.

  "Man Man, have you lost your phone?" Wen Shi Xuan's voice sounded urgent.

  "How did Father know?" Mangmang stunned: "Yes."

  "It's okay, as long as you're fine." Knowing his daughter's habit of being a penny-pincher, Wen Shixuan immediately turned around to comfort her, "Dad will buy you a new one."

  The gloom of losing my phone was blown away by Dad's one sentence: "Dad, I have my own money, besides, it's not expensive to buy a new phone now, only 200-300 yuan, which can meet my needs."

  Now that his daughter was found and safe, Wen Shixuan's heart was at ease. He brought up the matter that Xu Yuer had been urging him about in the afternoon: "It's like this, we met Wen Mingzhu at the hospital, she said a friend of hers wanted you to paint for her. I originally thought to decline, but then I thought, this is something you should decide for yourself, Dad can't block your path to wealth."

  In this regard, Manman and her father thought alike: beware of petty people's hearts.

  "Dad, tell her that introductions are not needed. Our gallery is not short of business now. If her friend is interested in our gallery, we won't refuse if she comes to us. She doesn't need to come herself," said Manman.

  "Alright." Wen Shi Xuan readily agreed, looking at his eldest daughter's words with reason and logic, he liked it, turned back, and prepared to talk to Wen Ming Zhu.

  Wen Mingzhu is now sitting in their living room drinking tea, listening to Xu Yuye boast that this house is cheap and of good quality, no worse than the one they provided for her mother and daughter before. A sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she said, "Isn't this a rented house? Auntie, you know that a rented house can never be one's own, don't you?"

  Xu Yujiao was somewhat disconcerted, seeing her husband finally get through to Manman's phone, she hurriedly asked: "How is it? What did Manman say?"

  Wen Shi Xuan told Wen Ming Zhu what Man Man had said, telling his wife not to interrupt.

  It's really happening.

  Since the hen turned into a phoenix, this creep is now invisible to everyone's eyes, isn't it?

  But this way is better, if something happens, no one will suspect her.

  "Thank you, Auntie. My friend is quite proud, after hearing what Manman said, he might not go to Manman's gallery." Wen Mingzhu raised an eyebrow and looked at Xu Yuyao.

  Xu Yujiao was indeed a hot-tempered person, and as soon as she spoke, she scolded her husband: "What did you say to Manman? You don't even do business that makes money, are you and she stupid?"

  "Man Man is not short of money now!" Wen Shi Xuan has his eldest daughter backing him up, and he now has the confidence to talk to his wife with a straight face.

  "Is there money?" Xǔ Yù'é hummed, "She herself told me last time that she can only pay the living expenses at home according to the previous standard, her husband's money is not hers. If she were really filial and capable, she wouldn't rent this house to you, but would buy it for you."

  "What's the point of buying a house? She really wants to buy, but as her father, I'm not willing to let my daughter become a housing slave!" Wen Shixuan slammed his hand on the table.

  Her husband became more and more eloquent, and Xu Yuer was topped by this sentence, and she lost her voice.

  Xu Yu'e is useless now, nothing can be done about it. Wen Mingzhu hurriedly thought that she needed to take matters into her own hands and immediately got up and left.

  Xu Yujiao escorted her to the door and suddenly remembered that little girl's studying, fearing a change in circumstances, asked: "Mingzhu, my Yuanyuan is different from her sister, she is absolutely not an ungrateful person, you must treat her differently."

  "Don't worry, I'll take good care of Yanyan." Wen Mingzhu replied with a hypocritical smile.

  Find a way to let Wen Huan continue attending local high school, just to bring Wen Huan and the Wen Shixuan family back within their manipulable range.

  Seeing Wen Mingzhu off, she found that her little daughter hadn't come out to see her off, and her husband was standing foolishly in the living room. Xu Yuer was so angry that she stomped her foot: Now this family seems to have only one person left fighting alone, how can she not be anxious?

  ……

  Yao Ziye returned to the unit and went straight into Jun Ye's office, not even bothering to knock on the door. Upon entering, he saw that indeed, the phone in Jun Ye's hand was not his own.

  "What are you up to?" Mr. Yao was furious and twisted the button on his collar.

  "Take a look at this." Comrade Lu Jun spread out the stranger's message on the desk for him to see.

  He bowed his head and looked down, the message on top made Mr. Yao's pale face turn iron-colored in an instant.

  "Who sent you?" A hint of chill crept into Master Yao's voice.

  "I didn't investigate, but I roughly guessed who sent it, so I believe this thing is true." Jun Ye's cold tone was enough to prove that he was being serious and not joking around.

  Yao Ye heard this and felt slightly relieved in his heart.

  "Who do you think wants to harm Nainai?" Since everyone has already said that they know who is leaking the information, this mastermind must have been guessed by Master with almost 100% certainty. Otherwise, he wouldn't be calmly sitting here playing with his sister's phone.

  "Who else could it be? Recently, who has been in contact with her the most?" Jun Ye said, slowly getting up, having thought of a way to torment people, and began to take action.

  Want to ruin his sister's face?

  He's very magnanimous, so just let her ruin her own face then.

  ……

  The next day, Manman and Chuxia went to Mobile City to buy a new mobile phone.

  On the road, at the beginning of summer, it's rare to see someone as cautious as her losing something. "You're a penny-pincher who can use a phone for five or six years, and yet you managed to lose your phone? That really surprises me."

  Not to mention the surprise of early summer, Manman herself never thought she would lose her phone. She usually puts her phone in the safest place inside her bag. A thief wouldn't even know where to look.

  However, the reality is that it's gone. Since there were no signs of the backpack being torn open, she had thought that maybe it was left in Mr. Jun's office, but Mr. Jun clearly told Mr. Yao that he didn't have it. It's unlikely that Mr. Jun wouldn't tell Mr. Yao the truth.

  Making a fuss at the police station to report a case for a mobile phone worth only two or three hundred yuan is somewhat making a big deal out of a small matter. It's better to do as Father said, just buy a new one and forget about it, anyway it's not expensive.

  Carefully think over and discuss ideas with close friends again and again.

  Early in the summer, I learned that she had made up her mind to continue with a low-end phone worth over 200 yuan. She pouted and said to me: "You're now earning big money, but you don't take care of yourself, are you a masochist?"

  "What's the connection between buying a two-hundred-yuan phone and being kind to oneself? What does it have to do with self-abuse?"

  "Your husband should teach you how to enjoy yourself!" This remark was unreasonable, so she changed her approach and raised her index finger in a threatening gesture, as if to poke at her large glasses.

  She says her husband claims the thing that makes her feel most comfortable is exercise in bed.

  She turned around and said with a smile, borrowing Jiang Dashao's twisted words: "You're wrong, my husband advocates for not using money that doesn't belong to us, it's the thing that makes me enjoy the most."

  Early summer silly eyes, a small belly in the abdomen: another day to urge the old husband to ask Jiang Dashao, what's going on? Isn't Jiang Dashao not even buying a car for his wife? Shouldn't be a stingy old husband.

  Anyway, Manman finally picked out a 200-yuan item. When the two returned to the gallery, Chuxia saw her husband with a happy face and humming a tune, and asked: "Did you win the lottery?"

  Wife, this is a joke. He clearly doesn't buy lottery tickets. Du Yu came back to his senses from his excited state, still with an enthusiastic expression on his face, and showed off to the two of them: "This morning, I got a big client, and I signed a big order. They said their flower shop is being renovated, and they hope our people can create a large-scale mural for their flower shop. The price is no less than 200,000."

  Two hundred thousand for a mural, it's already impressive that an unknown artist can get this price. Moreover, the wall of the flower shop is not too big, and both Chuyi and Manman think this business is good, and they highly praise Du Yu.

  Du Yu wanted to really get this business, and couldn't help but be cautious in his actions. He said to Man Man: "Man Man, you go take a look at the overall environment of the client's flower shop first. I know you're busy and might not be able to take on the order. It's okay, I just want you to give me some advisory opinions so I can arrange for someone to come and pick it up."

  "Master, no problem." Mianmian replied promptly.

  That day, Du Yu drove his car to take Manman to the client's flower shop.

  Got off the bus and walked to the entrance of the flower shop, where renovations were being carried out inside and outside. The renovation workers may have gone for a break halfway through their work, and not a single person was seen at the entrance.

  Du Yu-li makes a phone call to clients at the entrance of the flower shop and arranges for them to meet with him in person to further discuss business.

  Manman first walked into the flower shop alone, observing the layout inside. As she stepped through the newly installed glass doors, the small foyer was filled with iron frames waiting to be fitted with large lamps. Turning left, a wooden board wall had a small door open. Lowering her head and bending at the waist to pass through the small door, she raised her head just in time to see.

  A white mist rushed straight at her face.

  She was startled and turned her face away, covering it with her hand, trying to hide, but couldn't dodge in time.

  It was unclear what kind of water it was, but it splashed directly onto her glasses and forehead. Water flowed down from the small nose, and her entire face was covered with water droplets.

  Hiding in the car, through the newly installed camera lens in the flower shop, seeing that ugly face under the big glasses, all of them were splashed with **, and the corners of their mouths curled up into a smile.

  Next, just wait and see, the next step will be here soon. The face that Jiang Dashao, Li Zhenwei, and even the two grandfathers daydream about, will grow red envelopes one by one, turning into a swollen and red face that doesn't look human but looks noble.

  The beauty turned into a Pigsy!

  Will men continue to like her?!!

  She must be treated like Li Zhenwei, with utmost care and respect.

  In the midst of voices, amidst seeing others' pain and suffering, joy overflowed from trembling lips, unbearable delight, so delighted that the whole body was shaking.

  As long as Manya is disfigured, no one likes her. Who can protect Manya? No one protects Manya, she can trample on Manya as she pleases.

  Wait, it's almost there, she can turn over soon.

  A pearl is a pearl, and a grain of sand is a grain of sand!

  "Vines?"

  Du Yu heard the movement in the doorway, quickly hung up the phone and rushed into the flower shop, saw Manman's whole face was wet, startled, hastily took out the paper towel from his pocket and handed it over: "How is it? Did you get water in your eyes?"

  Her eyes weren't directly sprayed with water, but the stream flowing down her forehead flowed into her glasses frame, still making it hard for her to open her eyes.

  Blurry-eyed, I took the paper from my senior brother's hand. The water sprayed on my face felt cool and refreshing, but not stimulating, just like ordinary water. My heart calmed down, holding the tissue to slowly wipe away the water stains on my face, bit by bit.

  Du Yu immediately questioned the master who was holding a spray bottle in his hand: "What kind of work is this? Didn't you see someone coming in? What if you sprayed blindly and hurt her eyes, can you afford to compensate?"

  Master held up both hands and apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, I didn't see her just now. She walks without making a sound, I couldn't hear it, and I wasn't paying attention."

  "Brother." After wiping her face, Manman carefully wiped her glasses and said calmly to Brother, "I'm fine, it's not a chemical reaction."

  Wen Mingzhu sat in the car, unable to hear their conversation. Her beautiful eyes gradually widened and stared at Manman's face, which had been sprayed with something but showed no change whatsoever, filled with incredulity.

  No, it's just wiping away the dust on her face, and her face has become even whiter and more beautiful.

  What's going on here!

  "Let's go back first, it seems the boss is not here. It's Shi Ge's fault for not contacting him in advance." Du Yu said apologetically to Man Man.

  "Brother, how is it your fault?" Manman hastily interrupted Du Yu's words with a smile, lowering her head to see that her clothes were a bit wet. What Du Yu said was true, even if the boss was there, in her current state, she had to go back and change into clean clothes first, or else she would be transparent.

  The fountain master bowed and apologized as he escorted them to the door.

  Yu drove Mianmian away quickly to change her clothes.

  Seeing Du Yu and Manman leave, Wen Mingzhu couldn't help it anymore. She really couldn't help it. She kicked open the car door and rushed into the flower shop, facing that water-spraying master, shouting angrily: "How do you do things! Don't think I'll pay you the remaining payment!"

  "Miss." The water-spraying master's face showed a completely innocent expression, "You didn't ask me to spray some water on your friend's face as a prank? I did just that."

  That was what she had given him, a specially prepared ***, which he sprayed onto Mianmian's face, so even he himself didn't know what it was. If it hadn't been unsuccessful, she wouldn't have appeared in front of him, letting him take the blame alone.

  Stretch out your hand, this matter is too strange, even the breath in his own chest can't calm down: "Return that bottle of water you sprayed on her to me."

  "Here's the bottle you gave me." The water-spraying master looked innocent, holding up his nose and maintaining an air of innocence, picked up the bottle that had just been placed against the wall and handed it to Wen Mingzhu.

  Wen Mingzhu carefully observed the bottle's appearance from top to bottom, left and right, without finding any suspicious points. It was indeed the same bottle she had handed over to him. Could it be that the contents inside had been swapped? Her cold eyes stared at her opponent: "Did you swap out what was inside?"

  "I haven't changed it, you don't believe me? Try spraying it on your face yourself, won't you know then?" The water sprayer master got angry.

  To be on the safe side, she didn't spray it directly onto her face at first, but rather onto the back of her hand. After spraying, the cool mist of water did not cause any change to her skin. She was taken aback, wondering if there was something wrong with the carefully formulated mixture. She sprayed again, this time aiming at one side of her face. The cool water flowed across her cheek, but still, there was no reaction.

  It seems that I made a mistake in adjusting the formula, and let Mianmian escape.

  So angry that he threw the spray bottle on the ground, trampled it fiercely, turned around and rushed away.

  "Miss, you promised to give me the remaining payment!" The water-spraying master chased after her, only chasing her to the door, pretending to be angry. After she got into the car and left, his mouth relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face again. He walked to the tightly closed door of the next room, raised his fist and knocked gently, saying in a low voice, "Master, it's all done."

  "Leave now and go somewhere else for a few days." A cold voice came from behind the door, issuing an order that did not allow disobedience.

  Wen Mingzhu drove back home and rushed into her own room.

  "What's wrong?" Deng Xiaoyu asked as she walked in, seeing her daughter in such a state.

  As a result, in just this short moment of time, the terrible pain suddenly appeared, first from the back of her hand, then to her cheek, so painful that her entire face and one hand were twisted up, her teeth wildly opening wide to scream: "My face, my hand!"

  Deng Xiaoyu, who was standing at the door, was frightened and saw that her daughter's face suddenly had red blisters, constantly bleeding and swelling.

  The face turned into a ghost face!

  Man is not like man, ghost is not like man.

  Not to mention being as beautiful as a fairy, she can't even compare with an ordinary person.

  "Jade! Jade!" she cried out wildly with her daughter, "Heavens! My precious daughter, how did your face become like this?!"

  Half an hour later, Wen Shitong rushed to the hospital and saw his daughter lying on the bed with half of her face wrapped in gauze, looking like a severely injured burn patient, he was stunned.

  "What's going to happen now? The doctor said that this face is ruined, and it might not even be possible to restore it through plastic surgery!" Deng Xiaoyu cried out loudly.

  "How could this be!" Wen Shitong grasped his wife's collar, his eyes flashing with a fierce light as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

  If Wen Mingzhu is disfigured, even if she has a son, the Li family will definitely not want her.

  "Dad." Wen Mingzhu panted on the bed.

  "Mingzhu." Wen Shitong rushed to the bedside and pressed his ear against his daughter's lips.

  "Dad, it's Manman who wronged me. She was jealous that I married into the Li family, because she had previously been matched with Zhenwei. Dad, you must do justice for me."

  Li Zhenwei, who happened to be walking to the door of the ward, heard Wen Mingzhu's words and saw the face wrapped in gauze on the bed with tears streaming down his face, looking sorrowful and heart-wrenching, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

  ……

  Jiang Mei, who received the order from her mother-in-law, dared not to take her sister-in-law to the hospital for a prenatal checkup. Wouldn't that be reckless? If others didn't react and she took her to the hospital on her own, and the test results weren't good, it would put pressure on her sister-in-law, making it harder for her to get pregnant in the future.

  Jiang Mei, who works in the hospital, is very clear about this, but she still has to find an excuse to comfort her mother, so she can only bring back a old hen from home and cook chicken soup for Manman.

  Manman returned home from the painting gallery and saw Jiang Mei standing at the door holding an old hen.

  Even if she was stupid, she would still understand the implicit meaning of the Jiang family's words.

  The little one isn't unwanted, but she and her husband have discussed it and decided to let the child come naturally into their lives, without rushing or forcing things, just letting everything happen as it should.

  Jiang's family's behavior made Manman feel a bit pressured.

  "Second sister, I can't stand drinking chicken soup every day, take it back to Xiaodongzi to drink." said Manman.

  Jiang Mei knew that her mother's approach would eventually lead to trouble, so she sighed and said, "Okay." Then she reminded her, "Mianmian, your second sister didn't mean to pressure you, just live a good life yourself."

  "I knew it." Yuè Yá'er replied with a wise and knowing smile.

  Jiang Mei wouldn't do such a thing, and Father-in-law wouldn't either. It must be Mother Jiang's idea.

  It turns out that Jiang Mei gave another old hen to Manman, which was found out by Jin Meichen.

  That night, Jin Meichen slammed her chopsticks at home in front of her husband: "What do you mean by saying that about your mother? Do you think only Manman can give birth to a child?"