Luo Luo wanted to get rid of her claws at this moment, but after looking at the people around her, she felt that it was better not to make too much of a fuss, so she had to stop and want to see what Mrs. Yu was talking about.
Mrs. Yu looked around and pointed to the place next to Jiang Anya, "Go there more and let me tell you, although Zhuo Zi does not need these interpersonal relationships in the military world, in addition to the military world in our family, your uncle
They are still in politics! If you go and interact with those people more, it will be easier for you to interact with them in the future."
Luo Luo reluctantly suppressed her temper and said, "Okay, I understand, Mom."
"That's right. Don't hang out with your friends all day long. What can they bring to you?! Let me tell you, it's still the people over there..."
"Mom, who do you think is a bad friend?" Luo Luo frowned and her tone became tough.
Mrs. Yu snorted coldly and turned away from where Mo Jiu and Zhang Lulu were, the disdain in her eyes showing.
Luo Luo's tone was solemn, "Zhang Lulu, you should know her. She is Gong Chen's wife. And Mo Jiu, she is the only daughter of the Mo family. How can she be considered a close friend?"
"Tch~" Mrs. Yu said with disdain, "Madam? What kind of wife is a woman who shamelessly threatens to enter the Gong family because she has a child? And her belly is too disappointing. She has been married for more than four years.
I just got pregnant again. I don’t know if this baby is a boy or a girl. And did you see that Gong Chen really likes Ye Meimei and Lulu’s identity as Mrs. Gong? I don’t know how long she can stay.
!”
Mrs. Yu despised Wan Zhang Lulu, and looked down upon Mo Jiu even more. "As for Mo Jiu, who doesn't know that all the Mo family's property has been given to her stepfather? Back then, I thought this child was unstable. You see, before her mother died,
Not a penny was left for her."
After saying that, Mrs. Yu pointed at Mo Jiu and said: "I haven't been in the country for five years. I said I went abroad. Who knows where? Look at how poor he is. He doesn't even have any clothes with a serious brand. Come and participate in this event."
At the party, look at what she is wearing?"
Mo Jiu wore a cheongsam today. It was a novel style and fit very well.
So Luo Luo subconsciously said: "What's wrong with what she's wearing?"
Mrs. Yu curled her lips again, "I don't know which parallel import store I bought this cheongsam from. I've never seen that style before. If you look at it again, there isn't even a trademark. This means it's not a serious brand.
Maybe they were bought casually from a roadside stall! But these days, the imitation clothes on the roadside stalls are really good, and the clothes really look like silk..."
No wonder Mrs. Yu didn't recognize Mo Jiu's clothes.
In fact, Mo Jiu's clothes are too simple and elegant in style, completely different from the popular cheongsam style. After living in country F for five years, Mo Jiu has become accustomed to Les's luxury.
All her clothes are custom-made and have no brand name. That's because the factory only customizes clothes for her family.
If the price of this cheongsam, which Mrs. Yu disdains, were revealed, the entire venue would be shocked.
Luo Luo actually didn't know where Mo Jiu had been all these years, and she had never studied luxury goods, so she believed Mrs. Yu's words, but what if she believed her?
Mo Jiu is her friend, so what does Mo Jiu do to her?
Luo Luo broke away from Mrs. Yu's pull, "Mom, I'll go over first."
After saying this, he walked over to Mo Jiu and Zhang Lulu with a cold face.
