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Chapter 1791 full of lies

Both middle-aged women were extremely excited, with gratitude and flattering eyes.

"My daughter will ask Li Yan. As long as things are done, your matchmaker's red envelope will definitely be indispensable."

"My niece also asked. Oh, my niece wanted to live abroad. I have entrusted many people, but there is no reliable one. Fortunately, I met you, Liyan. When my niece has gained a foothold there, my brother and sister-in-law will definitely thank you again!"

Both women were so grateful that they thanked each other.

"You are so polite, you are all fellow villagers. I want to have a few fellow villagers here. You don't know that Xianghua and I are alone there. I want to find someone to say that we can't find our hometown and we can't eat our hometown. Everything is good in foreign countries, but the food is really not as good as our Songcheng. We either have bread butter, steak and chicken, and snails. Our snails are not delicious!"

Meng Liyan's words are sincere and sincere.

But it was a bit weak, she couldn't afford to eat snails.

Snails abroad are high-end dishes. Like hairy crabs in China, most people are reluctant to spend this money to buy them. Of course, Meng Liyan is even more reluctant to give up. What she usually eats the most is sandwiches and chicken.

Because these two are the cheapest.

There is a very interesting phenomenon in the United States. The fat people on the street are probably poor, and the poorer they become fatter.

On the contrary, people who have good figure management are generally rich people above the middle class. Because fresh vegetables and fruits abroad are not cheap, fast foods such as bread, potato chips, hamburgers are very cheap, so the poor can only afford cheap fast food and green organic food.

Over time, the poor people who eat fast food for a long time become fat people, and they don’t have the money to go to the gym to maintain their figure. The poorer they become, the fatter they become, the poorer they become, and the more they become, forming a vicious cycle.

Meng Liyan belongs to this type of person abroad. In fact, she and Xu Xianghua earn a lot of money and can maintain a medium-sized living standard. However, Meng Liyan wants to save more money, so she buys discounted bread every day, hardly buys fruits, and chooses cheap vegetables. This is also the main reason why she and Xu Xianghua become so fat.

The three women had a great time talking, while Meng Liyan boasted about her wealthy life abroad, living in a villa, driving a rickshaw, taking care of her servants, having a swimming pool and a large garden at home, and she had nothing to do. She just had to attend parties and have afternoon tea every day, and lived a free and easy life.

The two middle-aged women were envious and jealous. Their family background was quite good, but Meng Liyan was not as comfortable as that of them. They had to cook and do housework by themselves.

"Liyan, why don't you take good care of your hands if you are so rich?"

A woman suddenly discovered Meng Liyan's rough hands and couldn't help frowning. This is not the hand that a rich lady should have. Shouldn't it be white and tender?

Meng Liyan's expression was panicked, and she quickly calmed down. She calmly retracted her hand and said with a smile: "You don't know this. Foreigners like to exercise. Both men and women have to go to the gym to exercise. Moreover, they don't like white skin. They deliberately go to the sun to make their skin dark and black. The white skin will be looked down upon."

"So that's how it is. Foreigners are so weird. What's so good about it when they are dark? Of course, it's just white skin. No wonder Liyan, your skin is so dark."

The two women were pretty good. Meng Liyan was convinced after a few words. She really thought that Meng Liyan's figure and skin color were the normal appearance of a rich foreign wife. The three of them were getting more and more prone to chat, so they simply went to the lobby to sit down, called a cup of coffee and started chatting heartily.

Tang Xiaonan left the hotel and was about to take a taxi home and go back to the imperial capital tomorrow. As for Meng Liyan's lies, she didn't want to expose them for the time being, and she didn't mess with her. She didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
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