948Can you forgive mom?
948Can you forgive mom?
Wen Rao saw Fang Siru here and already guessed that it was Zhan's mother's arrangement.
But she didn't say anything. She would naturally speak when Zhan's mother came.
Fang Siru couldn't hold his breath.
"Miss Wen, if your grandma did something like that, if I were the aunt, I might not let you enter the house again."
Fang Siru mentioned that incident deliberately.
Wen Rao glanced at her and said slowly,
"Didn't someone instigate her behind the scenes? How else would she, an illiterate old lady, know to go to that kind of place?"
"You're not doubting me, are you? I did appear nearby, but I went to the beauty salon across the street, but that beauty salon only serves members. You don't know that, and it's not surprising."
Fang Siru mocked Wen Rao openly and secretly because she couldn't afford to go to such a high-end beauty salon.
"Siru, you're here too."
Zhan's mother arrived and interrupted Fang Siru's show off.
Wen Rao stood up to greet Zhan's mother, but Fang Siru stepped in front of her and held Zhan's mother's arm.
Zhan's mother walked around her and held Wen Rao's hand.
"Xiao Wen, let's take Xiao Fang to the villa over there for a walk. Xiao Fang is a guest and she doesn't come very often."
As Zhan's mother spoke, she walked in front side by side with Wen Rao.
Fang Siru's raised hand froze in mid-air, and she raised her head and glared at the backs of Zhan's mother and Wen Rao.
Finally he followed him in frustration.
"Auntie, it snowed yesterday and the road there is not easy to walk on." Wen Rao reminded Zhan's mother.
Zhan's mother gave her a disapproving look.
"Why are you still calling me aunt? I am your mother-in-law, you should call me mom."
Zhan's mother's words made Fang Siru's whole body feel like he was struck by lightning.
The blood all over his body coagulated.
Wen Rao was also stunned for a moment.
"Why are you standing there stunned? Do you think I didn't give you the correction fee and the red envelope? Don't I bring it with me?"
Zhan's mother was well prepared. She took out a thick red envelope from her handbag, took off the emerald jade bracelet she had been wearing, and forcibly put it on Wen Rao's wrist.
"Auntie... I..." No matter how not interested in jewelry, Wen Rao knew that Zhan's mother's bracelet was worth a lot of money.
"Auntie?"
Zhan's mother corrected her.
Wen Rao's mother's voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't shout out.
She was anxious to take off the bracelet, but Zhan's mother stopped her.
"Xiao Wen, I called Siru here today because I want to apologize to Siru in front of you! I also want to apologize to you!"
When Zhan's mother exited, Fang Siru looked at her coldly, her eyes falling on the emerald bracelet on Wen Rao's wrist, and she was even more jealous.
Zhan's mother made this decision after a night of careful consideration.
She was the one who found Siru in the first place, so she should face and solve it.
After all, she, the mother, was the initiator of the trouble that Siru brought to Xiaoyan and Wenrao.
Just because she is an elder, she does not need to face it when she makes a mistake.
"Siru, I didn't think carefully before, and I only cared about my own preferences. I gave you hope and then asked you to quit! Auntie apologizes to you!
Xiao Wen, I made a duplicity error in your question!He said that as long as Xiaoyan likes it, he can marry anyone, but he is picky about you!
Can you forgive mom? "
Zhan's mother only asked Wen Rao to forgive her. She had apologized to Fang Siru. As for Fang Siru's original unforgiveness, it was not within her scope.
She did this in the hope that Fang Siru would understand that Wen Rao was her family.
"Ha! Auntie, what do you mean? Do you just look down on me, Fang Siru, so much? Do you think no one wants me except your son?"
After Fang Siru finished speaking, she took a step forward. She wanted to approach Zhan's mother, but she missed her step and slid down the hillside.
The moment she lost control of her body, Fang Siru grabbed Zhan's mother's arm tightly and wanted to pull her down the hillside.
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