Genius Baby: Mr. Zhan's wife is a big shot

Indifferent to fame and fortune, look at this woman wearing all branded clothes. This outfit doesn't look like someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune. If we talk about someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune, then Jiang Yueqing is the one. After all, she donates all the money from the sale of her paintings to charity, and she doesn't wear any branded clothes. She is the one who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

Su Mei was a little annoyed. Why did she feel that the woman was good again? She couldn't waver.

Wei Yutang still said hypocritically: "Thank you for your compliment. Everyone has their own favorite lifestyle. I just choose the most ordinary one."

Zhan Mingyue was afraid that the two ladies couldn't hear him, so he said loudly: "Choosing to be ordinary is the most difficult thing. My grandma likes ordinary people the most."

The old lady sighed silently. Her second granddaughter was still lacking in ink.

"Mingyue, grandma likes pure people, not ordinary people."

Zhan Mingyue's face darkened. What's the difference? This damn old lady just loves to pretend.

"Oh, yes, my grandma likes pure people the most, she will definitely like you. By the way, grandma, where is my cousin? Is she back?"

"Your cousin hasn't come back these past few days, and he won't come back today either."

Wei Yutang's face fell when she heard this. It was a pity that she had specially done her makeup outside today and spent a lot of money. This exquisite makeup was meant to charm Zhan Yuxiao, but she didn't expect that he was not here. If she had known that she would not be here, she would not have come today. Looking at the stinky faces of the two old ladies, she knew in her heart that they didn't like her. It was a waste of her time.

Zhan Mingyue was confused by the question. She didn't expect that Zhan Yuxiao would not come back. It seemed that they had worked in vain today.

"Director, what can I do for you?"

Before Wei Yutang could say anything, a parrot flew over her head, shouting, "Come and catch some Kaizi, come and catch some Kaizi."

Then this parrot is Xiao Ruibao’s little Guangbao.

What nonsense is this dead parrot talking about?

Wei Yutang said awkwardly: "I came here today for a simple home visit."

"Fake, fake."

Wei Yutang was furious after being ruthlessly exposed by the parrot again.

She winked at Zhan Mingyue, who said, "Grandma, this parrot is really annoying."

"This parrot is very human-like and can talk. My old lady likes it very much."

Zhan Mingyue's face froze, and he said awkwardly, "As long as grandma likes it."

Xiao Guangbao stopped beside the old lady, looking very heroic and confident, as if no one could do anything to her.

The old lady touched Xiao Guangbao's feathers and said, "Your feathers have grown longer and become smoother today. You are really a good parrot."

Xiao Guangbao said: "Thank you, thank you."

The old lady boasted, "Mingyue, did you hear that? The little parrot is saying thank you."

Wei Yutang still looked grim.

Wei Yutang wanted to get closer to the old lady, but she sneezed as soon as she got close to her.

The parrot also flapped its wings and said, "It stinks, it stinks. It stinks to death. It stinks to death."

Wei Yutang's face became even uglier. Su Mei said to Wei Yutang, "Director, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back first. The perfume on you smells really choking."

She spent a lot of money to buy this bottle of perfume, a top-quality perfume imported from abroad, but she actually complained that her perfume was choking?

Especially the parrot actually said loudly that she stinked, which was really infuriating.

Wei Yutang really wanted to kill the parrot, but she didn't dare to do it because it was with the old lady.

Zhan Mingyue glanced at Wei Yutang. Although Wei Yutang was angry, he could only restrain himself and said, "Okay, I'm sorry for disturbing you today. I'll come visit you another day."

"Go down."

Wei Yutang looked unhappy and could only leave in shame.

But I heard the parrot saying, "The monster is gone, the monster is gone."

She was so angry that she was shaking.

You stinky parrot, just wait and see. She'll roast him and eat him one day.

Wei Yutang left, and Zhan Mingyue said to the old lady with a smile on her face: "Grandma, I have to reconsider my cousin's matter now. I can't let my cousin be with that woman."

Zhan Mingyue didn’t know that Jiang Yueqing was the famous calligrapher and painter Canghai, let alone that she was the most mysterious philanthropist in Country A.

When he mentioned her, his eyes were filled with unconcealed contempt.

The old lady's face darkened: "Mingyue, you are a lady from a noble family, you should address others as Miss Jiang."

Zhan Mingyue was stunned. What the hell was wrong with this old woman?

She is from the Zhan family, why should she call that kind of woman Miss Jiang? Humph!

But she still said hypocritically: "Grandma, I'm sorry, I know. By the way, grandma, what do you think of Wei Yutang?"

"Her looks and figure are okay, but she's still far inferior to Jiang Yueqing."

The old lady felt that Jiang Yueqing was a person of calm character, and she was also a brain doctor, a master of Chinese painting, and a philanthropist. She really felt that she was good in every way.

How can a woman who only knows how to dress up compare to Jiang Yueqing? It would be fine if we didn't compare them, but once we did, there was such a huge difference that it was unbearable to look at.

Zhan Mingyue didn't expect that they still think that woman is good. That woman played the old Mr. Wu to death and gave birth to two sons. Why do they still think she is good? It's really getting more and more confused.

"Grandma, then... Miss Jiang is quite nice, but her affair with Mr. Wu is a stain after all, and she has two sons. I can't let my cousin be a cheap father to her two sons."

"What does it have to do with you whether I am your adopted father or not? When will it be your turn as a collateral branch member to interfere in the affairs of our direct lineage?"

Zhan Yuxiao strode in, his face still gloomy. Zhan Mingyue didn't expect Zhan Yuxiao to suddenly appear and looked a little embarrassed.

"Cousin, how dare I butt in? I'm just concerned about your marriage."

"So that's how it is. Then it would be disrespectful for me not to care about your marriage."

"No, cousin."

"The eldest son of Baishun Company, ask him to come to your house and propose marriage to you someday."

"Cousin, are you kidding me? The eldest son of the Baishun family is like a dead fat pig. I don't like him."

"You dislike the person I'm talking about, but I like the person you're talking about? Stop meddling in other people's business, or you'll end up marrying the eldest son of Baishun Company for the rest of your life."

Zhan Mingyue said to Madam Zhan coquettishly: "My cousin is going to marry me to a fat dead pig. Grandma, please come and save me."

The old lady touched Zhan Mingyue's hand and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, you can go back first."

"Grandma, I'm leaving."

Zhan Mingyue quickly fled. After Zhan Mingyue left, the old lady said to Zhan Yuxiao, "Xiao'er, you still hate your second uncle and the others."

"I don't bear any grudges, but I don't want to have anything to do with them."

"What your second uncle did back then was indeed unkind, but Zhan Mingyue is still a child, so don't bother with her."

"She's a child. She's not a child. How could I not know what she's up to? She wants to use her honey to seduce me. She wants to use that woman to achieve her own goals."

Su Mei knew that the old lady always treated her children and grandchildren equally and loved Ming Yue very much.

So she quickly tried to smooth things over and said, "Xiao'er, you're overthinking it. I think Zhan Mingyue is quite simple."