Wan Xia saw Song Qiaoen's confused look and didn't say anything else. She took out a thick stack of envelopes from her bag and handed them to Song Qiaoen.
"Here, here is a total of 100,000 yuan. If Miss Fang is still not satisfied, I can leave a check. Write whatever number you want on it, as long as
You are willing to leave my son."
"Ah?" She was stunned. That was a lot of money!
In the next second, Song Qiaoen's palm was already full. She held the thick envelope, and her well-defined fingers trembled slightly. She didn't know what to do and let go.
Not really.
"The Le family is a famous family. What I want is not only a daughter-in-law who listens to me and is obedient and docile enough to serve others…Moreover, I want a daughter-in-law of equal status…
…”
"Yes." Song Qiaoen nodded in agreement.
"With Miss Fang's looks and qualifications, although she can't marry an outstanding person like Tingchen, she can at least find an ordinary family in the city.
However, if you really can't get married, I'm happy to be a good person and help you find a suitable person in the upper-class circle.”Wan Xia became more and more indecisive.
He said.
Song Qiaoen didn't care at all. He continued to nod vigorously and said," Mm."
Hence, this scene appeared.
Whatever Wan Xia said, Song Qiaoen listened obediently, but her answer was either "Mm" or "Oh", just like Wan Xia's unbearable words.
It wasn't directed at her.
It was as if he was really cold on the inside and only had money in his eyes.
Le Tingchen could clearly see that this woman had been staring at the envelope in her hand in a daze.
In the end, Wan Xia's mouth was dry, but she had nothing to say.
Song Qiaoen's ears suddenly calmed down. He looked up blankly." Auntie, are you done?”
This was definitely the longest sentence Wan Xia had heard so far!
Wan Xia's anger could be seen from her ashen face. This was the first time Yang Shuo had seen such a sullen expression in front of this woman.
Holding it in, she covered her mouth and giggled in front of Le Tingchen, like a cat that had stolen a fish.
Le Tingchen used a cold gaze to stop his arrogant behavior. He threw a pillow from the sofa and threw it at Yang Shuo. Yang Shuo dodged it quickly.
To save his head.
Le Tingchen hated Yang Shuo so much that his teeth itched. Where did this guy find this big shot for him?
Wan Xia thought that she had good self-control and was too lazy to continue arguing. Finally, she patted her clothes and stood up.
She was clearly in her fifties, but Wan Xia was dressed like a noblewoman in her early thirties. She was also wearing a pair of fashionable modern shoes and looked down at Song Yu.
Jon.
"I still have something to do, so I won't be chatting with Miss Fang. After Tingchen's meeting, I think Miss Fang will explain it to him, right?”
" Mm..." Song Qiaoen's expression could no longer be described as stiff.
Until Wan Xia left, she still pretended to be serious and stretched out her hand, as if trying to persuade her to stay." Auntie, do you really not want to sit for a while?”
A voice that sounded like a soul came from behind. Wan Xia's body couldn't help but tremble. She quickened her pace and the delicate bag in her hand flew up.
As if there was a demon lingering behind her, Wan Xia ran to the elevator as if she was escaping.
She really didn't know how her son had provoked such a strange woman!
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