She is elegant, well-maintained, beautiful and generous.
She smiled and said, "Mom, although Xixi is Jiaojiao's younger sister, that is all in the past tense. Jiaojiao and Jiuye have also divorced, so there is nothing to worry about.
Then Miss Song is just looking for trouble. If we knew her sinister tone, we shouldn't have let her come earlier, which would have put you in the middle."
Zhao Xinlan had been paying attention to Bo Zhanye's news, and naturally knew that the person in front of her was Lan Jiao's mother, the initiator of the 'superstitious abandoned daughter'.
She didn't have a good impression, but because of her relationship with Lan Xixi, she said friendlyly: "Well, I know, I don't care anymore. Well, I'm not in a good mood. Let's go upstairs to rest first, and you can play slowly.
Xixi, don’t worry about it anymore, they are just a bunch of rough people who have never seen the world.”
After saying that, she turned around and went upstairs. She did not warmly greet Lan's father and Lan's mother, nor did she greet her alone. However, the politeness in her words made it difficult for people to find fault.
Lan's mother looked embarrassed.
She heard that Zhao Xinlan was going to entertain friends from her hometown tonight, so she specially found the right time to come over, just to look familiar and get involved in the relationship. At the same time, she also expected that Lan Xixi would not dare to appear in public because she would look ugly.
But where did you expect such a scene and ending?
She looked at Lan Xixi: "Xixi, don't worry, don't worry, your parents support you and are on your side."
Ah.
Now you can tell nonsense to please people?
Lan Xixi has not forgotten how they treated her before. There was no extra expression on her delicate face, she just said coldly:
"I'm tired too, please go back."
"You..." Lan's mother was angry. She even came to the door in person. How could anyone do anything like this!
But Lan Fucheng grabbed her and said with a friendly smile: "Xixi is tired tonight, so we won't bother you. Xixi, if you have anything or need help, please contact us at any time."
The two walked out of the villa hand in hand.
Lan's mother looked unhappy: "Why did you pull me? That girl doesn't take us seriously."
"What do you know? Didn't you notice that Mr. Jiu's face was cold? If we stay here any longer, we will suffer as well."
"It's all Fei'er's fault and those unruly people!"
"Tricky people? Who are you saying is unruly??" A particularly loud and strange voice sounded.
Lan Fucheng and Lan Mu turned around and saw the group of 'tricksters' standing on the roadside, all angry and laughing:
"Some people, if their eldest daughter can't cling to Master Jiu, then the younger daughter will cling to him. The daughter they give birth to will be used to cling to rich people."
"There are still people who didn't recognize their daughter before, but now their daughter has clung to Master Jiu and is running around to please her. It's really shameless."
"The whole family is not a good person."
"Looking at how coquettishly she is dressed, if a rich man falls in love with her, I'm afraid that when I reach fifty, I will also follow a rich man, right?"
"Old bitch!"
The words were extremely rude and vulgar.
When has Lan's mother ever been scolded like this? Her face immediately turned red with anger: "Who are you scolding? Try scolding someone else?"
"If you scold me, I'm talking about you, Lao Xi..."
"Bang!" Before the woman could finish her words, a brand-name women's bag suddenly hit her on the head, causing severe pain.
She screamed "Ah" and immediately covered her head and shouted: "Hitting someone! Killing someone! This shrew is lawless!"
The fellow residents who were with her were kicked out, and they were already angry. Now that they saw such a scene, they naturally ignored it and gathered around to catch Lan Mu and beat her up:
"What the hell are rich people so amazing about?"
“Should rich people take action?”
"Kill you rich, condescending man!"
"Old bitch!"
"Ah! Help! Help!" Lan's mother was surrounded in the middle, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her whole body ached. Her cry for help was horrifying.
Seeing this, Lan Fucheng naturally rushed forward: "What a rebellion! You bunch of unruly people! Let me go..." Po...