Chapter 110: Is there a good show?

Shen Yongru sat with a group of rich ladies and talked about what new luxury goods he bought recently and what investments he made. Her husband and children talked less.

But no matter how little it is, he will talk about it, because the real and fake daughter-in-law of Shen Yongru's family is.

"I always thought that holding the wrong child was something that happened in the TV series, but I didn't expect it to happen to Mrs. Su."

"Yes, I don't know how to help others raise children for so many years, but my own daughter has suffered so many years. It's really a sin."

"Isn't that true? If I can't accept this kind of change."

Shen Yongru sighed, "Oh, good fortune is so good."

In fact, she had already cursed these women in her heart countless times.

It’s really a goblin, and I don’t feel hurt when I stand and speak.

Just chat, what do you do with the Su family affairs?

A rich lady with gorgeous makeup looked at Shen Yongru and patted her hands with some pity, "I really feel sorry for Mrs. Su, but I'm a little envious of Mrs. Su."

Shen Yongru's expression was slightly stiff, and he asked a little unnaturally: "Mrs. Zhou was joking, what's there to envy?"

Mrs. Zhou took a sip of coffee and said slowly: "Mrs. Su has two daughters all at once, isn't this enviable?"

"Isn't it? I want a daughter so much. Who knows that they are sons after giving birth to two, and they don't know how to be considerate at all." Another rich wife, Mrs. Xu, agreed.

Shen Yongru's face looked a little ugly, and she said with anger: "Come on, no matter how you are not your biological child, you can't raise your relatives."

"What does Mrs. Su mean?" Several rich wives looked at each other, with curiosity and gossip hidden in their eyes.

Today's game is just to understand the Su family's gossip.

Thinking of Wenjiu, Shen Yongru's eyes were filled with disgust, "That adopted daughter is the stain of our Su family, an unfamiliar ungrateful wolf."

Upon hearing this, Ji Xianyan narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and his body exuded a dangerous aura.

Pei Shijin glanced at the direction of those long-tongued ladies, and a trace of playfulness flashed across his eyes under the lens, "Is there any good show?"

The boy's hands with distinct joints fell on the table, his fingers were long and his nails were trimmed, and he had a slightly white crescent moon on it.

He casually tapped the table with his fingertips, and a cynical smile on his lips.

Several rich wives all looked at Shen Yongru with concern and asked her what happened and why she said that she had raised her daughter for seventeen years?

"Although it's not my own flesh and blood, I have been raising it for more than ten years and I must have feelings for you. Are there any misunderstandings here?" This was said by Mrs. Zhou.

"Misunderstanding?" Shen Yongru sneered, intending to take a sip of coffee and continue, but his hands and feet suddenly became a little out of control, and for some reason poured the coffee on Mrs. Zhou next to him.

"Oh! Mrs. Su, what are you doing?" Mrs. Zhou instantly bounced off the seat, looked down at the stained skirt, his voice exuding anger.

Shen Yongru showed embarrassment and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhou, I didn't mean it. I didn't take it firmly just now. I'm really sorry, I'll give you a new skirt at that time."

Since they all apologized, Mrs. Zhou didn't want to say anything else, but her face looked very bad.

Shen Yongru's actions just now didn't seem to be accidentally.

"It's okay, the old ones don't go to the new ones." Mrs. Xu helped smooth things out.

"Hehe." The boy laughed softly, and there was a chill.

Shen Yongru breathed a little relieved, but the next second, his nerves tensed up again.

She frowned and reached out to the dessert on the table.
Chapter completed!