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Chapter Twenty Nine: Provocation

Lu Zhixi seemed to notice it and turned to look at her lightly. Liao Yue froze, and then reacted instantly.

Liao Yue was angry and resentful that she was actually frightened by a six-year-old child.

Liao Yue's eyes became darker and darker.

Since Liao Wen goes crazy again, let's go crazy at the birthday banquet and let everyone see what a madman looks like.

Not sure if a lunatic could win Ji Yan's mercy anymore, Liao Yue laughed softly, with a hint of madness in her laughter.

At this time, Liao Yue didn't know that she was now more like a madman than Liao Wen.

Liao Wen is gone, and Liao Yue doesn't intend to let Ji Yangyang continue to make trouble and ruin Ji Yan's goodwill.

"Daddy will be angry if Yangyang makes trouble again." Liao Yue winked at Jiyangyang.

Ji Yangyang felt aggrieved, but when she met Liao Yue's eyes, she sobbed and lowered her head to apologize to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan had a sullen face. Although he didn't feel comfortable continuing to teach Ji Yangyang a lesson, he still didn't have a good look on his face.

Liao Yueze gently stepped forward to help him adjust his sleeves and said softly: "My parents are still waiting for us over there. The luncheon is about to start. Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang are here."

Liao Yue had always played the role of a good wife and mother in front of Ji Yan, so when faced with Liao Yue who gently changed the subject, he did not change his face, but responded stiffly.

"Um."

At the same time, on the other side, Liao Wen was getting small cakes for Zhou Zhi and Lu Zhixi to eat.

Zhou Zhou was also very busy. He handed the small cake to brother Xixi, and did not forget his mother on the other side. "Mom, the small cake is delicious. You should try it too!"

"Well, thank you Zhou Zhou." Liao Wen hugged Zhou Zhou, trying to get some warmth from Zhou Zhou.

She didn't know why she suddenly woke up this year after being in a daze for these years, but looking at the young, well-behaved and sensible Zhou Zhou, she couldn't help but feel soft.

But inexplicably she had the feeling that she might still go crazy after today.

Liao Wen bit her lower lip, trying to calm herself down and suppress the messy thoughts in her mind for the time being.

She patted Zhou Zhou's little head, feeling a little awkward but still acting like a good mother.

"Zhou Porridge, there will be delicious food at the luncheon later, we can't eat too much."

"Yeah!" Zhou Zhou was extremely well-behaved and didn't need her to say a word at all.

Liao Wen looked at Lu Zhixi on the other side of Zhou Zhi again, a little unsure of how to make contact.

She had been in a coma for these years, and when she suddenly woke up today, she was still confused about her surroundings.

But there is only a general image of what happened in these years. The reason why Zhou Zhou was recognized was because of the direct blood connection between Zhou Zhou and her, and because Zhou Zhou stayed with her every day.

As for Lu Zhixi, she only knew him as a child of the Lu family at first.

But on the way here, Zhou Zhouzhou introduced her: "Mom, Xixi, is my fiancé!"

Liao Wen choked up at that time, but she couldn't bear to refute her, a guilty child.

Moreover, her stupid daughter seemed to admire and like Lu Zhixi very much, and kept saying, Brother Xixi is the most powerful person, and Brother Xixi is the best.

Liao Wen sighed, childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts are naturally good friends, but...

I hope that in the future we won't end up with the tragedy that happened to him and Ji Yan.

But looking at the child with a stern face and pretending to be old-fashioned, Liao Wen became a bit gentle: "Xixi, if you need anything, just tell Aunt Liao."

"Well, I'm an older child, I can also take care of Zhou Zhou." I can also take care of myself.

Liao Wen had nothing else to say for a moment. After all, this "fiancé"'s serious attitude seemed more reliable than her own mother.

Just when the two children were about to sit on their bellies, Liao Wen also planned to take the children directly to the luncheon.

If the Liao family didn't welcome her, there was no need for her to stay. She could just have a quick lunch and then leave.

However, even if Liao Wen didn't provoke her, some people still came to provoke her.

"Sister, I just said why I didn't find you. You are here to take care of the children. I didn't expect that my sister has become a good wife and mother."

Or Liao Yue.

Liao Wen doesn't think anything good can come out of Liao Yue coming to her.

Everyone around was arranged to walk towards the luncheon hall, but it was quiet here.

Without Ji Yan around, Liao Yue became more real. At least when he looked at Liao Wen, he no longer had so many false smiles.

"Are you tired of pretending?" Liao Wen asked suddenly. From the very beginning of her memory, Liao Yue had always been pretending.

Liao Yue hates her, so why doesn't she hate Liao Yue? Hypocrisy looks hypocritical.

Liao Yue didn't care at this time, she was the winner, and she would always be willing to stand in front of Liao Wen as a winner.

"So what? My parents are mine, and Ji Yan is mine too. I've taken back everything you took from me one by one."

"Sister, are you angry? Do you hate it?"

Anger? Hate?

Liao Wen's heart was pricked suddenly. Her mother, who once treated her like a treasure, now looked at her with disgust.

Her fiancé... She has known Ji Yan's fiancée ever since she could speak and understand.

Everyone told her that she could get engaged after they graduated. The two were childhood sweethearts, and she had once been truly moved by Ji Yan. However, Ji Yan got together with her "sister" just before their engagement.

Liao Wen closed her eyes and didn't want to see the pride on Liao Yue's face. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her emotions.

"You know, A Yan said that about his feelings for you, he would not marry you even if you were really the daughter of the Liao family."

"Mom said she regretted that she was soft-hearted when she took me home and didn't send you back. If I had sent you back, I wouldn't have suffered so much injustice. Obviously I am their biological daughter."

This was not the first time Liao Wen had heard Liao Yue say this, but it was enough to make Liao Wen tremble every time.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to say that it was Mrs. Liao who asked her to stay, and it was Mrs. Liao who said that she would always be the daughter of the Liao family.

"What do you want to express?" Liao Wen took a deep breath and held back her anger.

"Ji Yan was taken away by you? Or was the Liao family taken away by you? So what?" Liao Wen held back her anger and twitched the corners of her frozen mouth: "I have my own home, and I have love.

My daughter, my husband."

Liao Wen has been the eldest lady of the Liao family for nearly twenty years and has never been an easy person to talk to.

"You want to see my good show, but can you see it? So what if you snatched away Ji Yan? Now my husband is better than yours. So what if you have established a foothold in the Liao family. The Liao family and the Ji family combined are better than

Not home."

"Ha!" The last sarcastic sound was particularly strong. She looked at Liao Wen, whose eyes were already burning in front of her, and added slowly.

"And I don't have to be as hypocritical as you."

Indeed, Liao Wen never needs to pretend. No matter whether she is proud or pampered, even if she goes crazy later, there will always be people who will always like and protect Liao Wen.

Why?

However, Liao Yue's eyes darkened, she suddenly smiled, and asked seriously.

"Sister, why did you wake up? You should have been crazy all the time."


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