The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

"How about today? I've booked a private room in the Qian Club. You and your mother can come over now, and I'll call Feng Teng." Zhang Tingyu glanced at the private room in the teahouse, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He even had the money left for the private room.

Lin Jiaojiao hurriedly replied, unable to hide the smile on her face, "Okay, auntie, my mom and I will be there right away."

As long as she could marry into the Yi family, she would always be able to dominate Chu Mu.

Even if Chu Mu is liked by the Yi family, it doesn’t matter. She is just a mistress without a proper status.

"Mom, hurry up and clean up. Fengteng's mother wants to have dinner with us and talk about marriage." Zhang Tingyu ran downstairs and said to Tian Aili who was doing yoga.

Tian Aili turned around awkwardly and asked in surprise, "Really?"

If Lin Jiaojiao could really marry into the Yi family, they would become the envy of mother and daughter in Zhucheng. Let's see if those gossipy women outside dare to say that they are low-class mistresses in the future.

"I'll go change my clothes now." Tian Aili immediately stood up and ran upstairs, muttering, "I'll take out the set of high beads your uncle Lin gave me. I need to bring something presentable when I go to see Zhang Tingyu."

The mother and daughter were so busy that they made the meeting between their parents, which was something they should have done, seem as serious as a three-court trial.

Just as the mother and daughter were getting dressed, Chu Mu entered the villa with a man and a woman in suits.

Chu Mu said, "This villa is almost thirty years old. The selling price is negotiable. I just need money urgently, so a lower price is fine."

"Ms. Chu, this is a house in the city center, and it was designed by the great designer Chu himself. The price won't be low," said the real estate agent.

Chu Mu smiled and looked around. She grew up in this villa and lived there for nearly twenty years. She was reluctant to sell it now.

Although there were many beautiful memories, Lin Jiaojiao and her daughter had lived in this villa for more than ten years. It was like a fly dying on a flawless cake. No matter how delicious it was, the sight of it was disgusting.

The real estate agent was checking the condition of the house. At this time, Lin Jiaojiao and her daughter came downstairs and were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

The staff was measuring the area of ​​the house. Chu Mu sat on the sofa, drinking tea elegantly and casually.

Tian Aili's expression darkened, and she quickly ran downstairs, sternly asking, "What are you doing?"

The real estate agent who was working looked up, glanced at Chu Mu, then looked at the lady who was speaking, and said, "Oh, we are here to inspect the villa on behalf of Miss Chu."

"Chu Mu, you have to sell this house!" Lin Jiaojiao couldn't believe that she was going to such an extent to kill her. "Don't forget, Lin Chusheng's name is written on the property deed!"

"I am Lin Chusheng's daughter. I am the legal heir. You have been kicked out of the Lin family. You have no right to dispose of this house."

Chu Mu stood up and suddenly looked at Lin Jiaojiao, his eyes cold as ice. "Now that the house is going to be sold, Lin Chusheng has become your father. This is not the time for you to avoid him while he's in jail."

A strange look flashed across Tian Aili's face, and she lowered her head guiltily. She hadn't seen Lin Chusheng once since he went to jail.

Lin Jiaojiao stood in front of Chu Mu calmly. Now that she was Yi Fengteng's wife, she had the confidence to compete with Chu Mu.

She crossed her arms, sneered, and said, "Father? When Lin Chusheng is useful to me, he is naturally my father. When Lin Chusheng is useless to me, he is naturally your father.

Chu Mu, do you know why your mother was forced to death by my mother? Can I take your father away from you? "