"Listen to me, I won't let Mingyou take risks. He has been ruined for ten years, and we must not let him make the same mistakes again." Jian Yuwei felt that she was just such a son, and nothing could happen to him.
The Xia family cannot be destroyed by the Gu family. Let the Gu family pay back what the Gu family owes them.
"Okay! Auntie, as long as brother Mingyou is good and Chengcheng is good, I will listen to you."
Jian Yuwei smiled when she heard this, but her expression was still cold.
Some things are meant to come and cannot be stopped!
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Feng Hao returned to the villa with the hairpin he had brought back from France. Xia Yucheng had not come back yet. Jian Yuwei was sitting on the big sofa in the living room, listening to the news on the radio.
Xia Mingyou and Shang Mengwan left city A for the United States yesterday. Jian Yuwei was not allowed to see them off. They were afraid that her tears would affect the recovery of her eyes.
Sitting down opposite her, Feng Hao placed the enamel jewelry box containing the hairpins on the coffee table.
Jian Yuwei looked at the familiar enamel box with a simple but luxurious style, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. Although it was fleeting, it was still caught by Feng Hao with keen observation.
"Does it look familiar?" he asked with a smile.
"Where is it?" Jian Yuwei turned off the radio and pretended to be calm and replied, "What is this?"
Feng Hao opened the box, and inside was the antique hairpin: "The box is a separate one, it should be similar to the original one. Since the hairpin was given to Chengcheng by my aunt, how could I not have seen it before?"
"Oh! This box looks very luxurious. This hairpin is not worth much. Why spend money on such a beautiful box?" Jian Yuwei gestured to reach out to get the hairpin.
Feng Hao took out the hairpin first and smiled evilly: "Auntie, are you saying that I don't know the goods?"
"Where? Where?"
"How difficult can it be for what I want to know?" Feng Hao said in a deep voice, leaning back, crossing his legs, and resting his elbows on the armrests of the sofa.
Jian Yuwei watched the hairpin spinning around in his hand, and the diamonds inlaid in it shone dazzlingly in the light. Her heart was trembling. Ever since she knew that Feng Hao had seen the hairpin, she knew that she couldn't hide it.
The value of hairpins.
"Mr. Feng, look at what you said, is this hairpin valuable? I really don't know very well. This hairpin is an old thing left by Chengcheng's father's family. Her father died early, and we are orphans and widowed mothers.
Yes, I have little knowledge and I really don’t know that this is a rare item. So tell me, how much is it worth?”
Feng Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips tightly, and tightened his chin.
He stared at her, observing every expression of hers. In his deep eyes, there was disdain and contempt that made Jian Yuwei feel embarrassed.
As soon as she jumped up, Feng Hao's eyes made her angry: "Mr. Feng, I am Chengcheng's biological mother. She has listened to me the most since she was a child..."
"So?" Feng Hao asked coldly.
So, don't force me. Otherwise, the person who will be hurt the most is the person you love most.
Jian Yuwei thought so in her heart, but said: "There is no reason, I just want to tell you that Chengcheng is an extremely filial girl."
"It's good that you know. I regard you as her biological mother, so I'll leave you some room. If you don't cause trouble for her, I won't cause trouble for you." Feng Hao leaned over and put the hairpin into the enamel
Put it in the jewelry box, close the lid, and hold it in your hand.