After dinner, the mother and daughter went upstairs, acting mysterious.

Jiang Nian didn't rush upstairs. She sat in the living room watching the skit and occasionally chatting with Aunt Zhang. They all talked about her and Uncle Chen's daughter, Chen Ziqi, who was currently studying abroad in Country F.

Sister Ziqi and she had been good friends since childhood. Aunt Zhang told her that Lu Zhizhi had privately asked Chen Ziqi to borrow money.

The two were chatting when Jiang Yao and her daughter came down. Jiang Yao was wearing sexy pajamas.

Aunt Zhang frowned as she watched.

They are all daughters. I don’t know what kind of weird mother is this, who accompanies her daughter in destroying another daughter’s marriage.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.

Jiang Yao: "Nian Nian, mom said she wants to chat with you."

Aunt Zhang could only return to her room in embarrassment. She was really afraid that her young mistress would be soft-hearted.

Jiang Nian knew that their real intention was not to drink.

She watched the skit.

Jiang Yao looked towards the door from time to time, and Jiang Nian handed the remote control to Ms. Yin.

"Good night, mom and sister. I'm going upstairs to sleep."

Yin Jingyun: "Aren't you waiting for Beili to come back?"

"Oh, he has already sent me a WeChat message saying that he will not be back today."

"Niannian, did you do this on purpose?" Yin Jingyun's tone was a little angry.

Jiang Nian's face looked a little ugly.

She didn't expect her mother to see her like this. It is said that parents have filters for their children and think their children are angels.

There are no parents in the world who think so badly of their children.

Jiang Nian: "Mom, do you have to think of me like this?"

"Isn't that what you did? Look at what you did after your sister came back. You really disappointed your mother."

Jiang Nian thought it was ridiculous. What did she do? Did she lose her memory or did they lose their memory?

Jiang Nian said coldly: "I really don't know what I did to make my mother hate me so much. On the contrary, everyone knows exactly what you are planning to do by living in my house. I didn't refuse because you are my mother."

Jiang Nian walked upstairs after saying this, but was caught by Yin Jingyun, "If you really think of me as your mother, you will listen to me."

"What does it mean to listen to you?" Jiang Nian sneered: "Give my husband to my sister? You really are my biological mother." Her sarcastic tone made Yin Jingyun embarrassed.

Jiang Yao looked at this scene with some amusement.

"Mom, Nian Nian is still young, don't be angry."

Yin Jingyun glanced at Jiang Yao with relief: "Go upstairs first, I have something to say to your sister."

"mother"

"Go up, dear."

"Niannian, don't make your mother angry." After saying that, she went upstairs reluctantly.

Seeing Yin Jingyun's tenderness towards Jiang Nian was something she had never experienced before. She had only had a strict father and mother since she was a child. Everyone thought she was the happiest little princess, but in fact she had never received love from her father or mother.

Fortunately, I have a gentle brother.

"Mom, am I really your biological daughter?"

"Of course... if you are not my daughter, then whose daughter is it?" Yin Jingyun's face darkened and looked very ugly: "Did someone say something to you?"

Jiang Nian was stunned. Her mother's reaction made her a little suspicious. She had never doubted it before. After all, they had never treated her badly except for their love.

"No, it's just that I feel like a stepdaughter when I see how you treat my sister and me."

"Mom treats you all equally. Don't hate your sister and bully her everywhere because of this."

Bullying her is really biased even to the extent of going abroad. If not giving her husband to Jiang Yao is bullying, then let her be bullied.

Jiang Nian looked at Yin Jingyun with tears in her eyes, and there was a sense of broken beauty: "So mom shouldn't have given birth to me. If I weren't there, your family would definitely be very happy."

Yin Jingyun once really thought that if Jiang Nian hadn't existed, Yaoyao would definitely be married to Lu Beili now, and they might even have a child.

"Okay, let Beili come back tomorrow. Mom will go to bed first."

Jiang Nian: "Have you ever thought that I might not be your daughter? Maybe you took the wrong child away. How about we do a paternity test?"

Yin Jingyun's face was very ugly. "Do you still have a conscience? I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place. You are an ungrateful person who can never be tamed."

Jiang Nian smiled bitterly: What an ungrateful person! What an ungrateful person you can never tame.

That night Jiang Nian frequently dreamed about her childhood. When she was a child, Ms. Yin had very high expectations of her, and sometimes it seemed as if she was seeing another person through her.

She was always in poor health and I didn't want to see her when she was sick, so she spent most of her time living with her grandparents in Jiangnan.

Every time her brother came to see her, he said it was because her mother missed her sister. She knew her sister was missing, and she understood that her mother never blamed her.

My mother’s illness began to improve after she learned to paint. After she learned to paint, the first painting she drew was of my mother.

Her sister had also painted it, because she had seen the painting in her sister's room.

From then on, her mother would care about her. Besides calling her Yaoyao occasionally, she had to become as good as her sister so that her mother would love her more.

Everything she did was arranged by her mother, whether it was studying, making friends, or getting married, she did what her mother said.

Everything is so good.

It's just that this kind of goodness is what she thinks is goodness. Ms. Zhong's kindness to her is more sincere than Ms. Yin's.

*

When Jiang Nian woke up the next day, his eyes were swollen because he had been crying in his dreams last night.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Mom and Jiang Yao were out shopping and not around.

He hurriedly ate some breakfast and called Lu Beili. He was not thinking about Lu Beili, but about Xiao Nai Cha.

"Young lady."

"Where's Lu Beili?"

"The young master is still sleeping. There is a meeting at 9:."

"Don't tell me he worked overtime all night yesterday."

Everyone knows that the young master is a workaholic. He is always working except for eating and going to the toilet. It is better now, but before he got married, he almost slept in the company and staying up all night was a common occurrence.

"Did Milk Tea eat well? Did President Lu not treat him harshly?"

Xie Yi thought that the little fellow was really good at acting like a spoiled child. He had been sleeping obediently on the young master's lap. If the young master hadn't forbade him to climb onto the bed, he would have fallen asleep there by now.

"Little Milk Tea is very well behaved. The Master didn't let it go hungry. He fed it with delicious food and drinks."

"Then I'll go to the company and pick it up. I'll hang up now."

"Okay, Madam."

Jiang Nian walked into the North Star Group again, and the front desk started gossiping again: "Just now, the serious Mrs. Lu called the front desk to ask about the president. It seems that the president was with this little goblin last night, and he didn't work overtime at all."

“I can only say that small internet celebrities are more resourceful.”

"The mistress outside is very open and serves me comfortably in bed."

"If the president likes me, then being a mistress is fine. The president is handsome and rich, and he can sleep with me for free."

Jiang Nian didn't know that a group employee had spread obscene rumors about her.

When Jiang Nian arrived, Lu Beili had already gotten up. Little Milk Tea was chasing after him like a little dog and didn't even notice that she had arrived.

Jiang Nian was jealous.

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