“……”

Chu Shaochen slowly looked at Mu Xiao, his dark eyes vaguely revealing a little surprise, however, when he met the expectations in Mu Xiao's eyes, he still nodded:

"Mom, it's my ......"

"Don't be in a hurry to answer yet." Yan Fenfang noticed the change in Chu Shaochen's expression and immediately interrupted him:

"Shao Chen, you are my only son, and you are also my most trusted relative in the world, you said that you would never lie to your mother, and now you tell me the truth, did you let her come?"

Chu Shaochen's dark eyebrows were slightly retracted, and he silently hid the struggle under his eyes, and finally said truthfully:

"It's not."

"Everyone heard, do you have anything else to say now?" Yan Fenfang looked at Mu Xiao with disdain, and her chest rose and fell slightly because of this scene:

"A woman doesn't even have the most basic honesty to be a person, what kind of upbringing and plain education can she talk about?"

Yan Fenfang's disdainful voice echoed clearly in the living room.

The four strangers on the opposite side cast cold eyes, and Mu Xiao sat on the seat in a trance, only the endless coldness in his heart was flooded one by one.

"Aunt Yan, today is Shao Chen's birthday, everyone is here for Shao Chen, don't be angry."

An Yarong gently persuaded, and her beautiful melon seed face showed a pure and kind smile like an angel:

"Xiaoxiao came uninvited for Shao Chen, Shao Chen can marry such a good wife as Xiaoxiao, you should be happy for Shao Chen."

Gentle words, anyone sounds like sincere consolation, and An Yarong's extremely beautiful face also reveals childlike innocence and kindness.

However, anyone who knows a little bit about human feelings and sophistication will understand that in such a situation, the more people "praise" Mu Xiao, the more they add fuel to Yan Fenfang's fire.

Sure enough, Yan Fenfang's whole body trembled, she looked at Luo Fu who walked back to the room, and said in a sullen voice:

"Ah Fu, you go and sue the security guards at the gate and deduct their bonuses for two months."

Luo Fu looked up at Yan Fenfang, his expression slightly stunned.

Yan Fenfang glanced at Mu Xiao:

"Let them have a longer memory, and in the future, they will put all the indiscriminate people into the house."

Luo Fu suddenly understood something, peeked at Mu Xiao, turned around and went out.

"Mom, some people are not worthy of your anger, you have heart disease, who will care if you are angry?" Chu Xiaoran grabbed Yan Fenfang's arm with one hand, and picked up the purple sand teacup with the other hand and handed it to Yan Fenfang:

"Mom, take a sip of tea and dissipate your anger."

“……”

Yan Fenfang took the teacup and took a sip.

"Hey, second brother, I just said that the phantom you ordered last month, have you got it?" On the other side, a woman who looked to be forty years old broke the silence.

"Not yet, at least next month, if you ask a friend to buy it, you can save more than 10 million."

"More than 10 million is also money for you?"

"If you can save it, you can save it, and throw it to my son who is not angry, and it will be enough for him to squander it for a month."

Someone started a chatterbox, and the atmosphere gradually became lively again.

The eight people talked and laughed in a few words, but Mu Xiao was left out in the cold.

From everyone's words, Mu Xiao roughly knew that the four strangers opposite were all close relatives of the Chu family.

Although Mu Xiao had never met them before, they seemed to have reached a consensus from the first time they saw Mu Xiao, tacitly ignoring her existence.

Or rather, it is all the superiority of the rich in high society, the indifference and rejection of different instincts.

All the people here are like Yan Fenfang and Chu Xiaoran, and they don't regard her Mu Xiao as a member of the Chu family at all.

An Yarong is the "Mrs. Chu" in their eyes, and she is the woman who should grow old with Chu Shaochen!

"Isn't it uncomfortable again?"

A mellow voice suddenly came from the right hand, although it was not high, but because of the faint magnetism, it stood out in the noisy voices.

Mu Xiaoxun looked at Chu Shaochen's gaze, or because the lights in the hall were too bright, she found that there was a trace of warmth and care in it.

"You've been in a bad state for the past few days, I'll take you upstairs to rest first?"

Chu Shaochen stared at his dark eyes slightly, and asked lightly.

He knew that Yan Fenfang and Chu Xiaoran were hostile to Mu Xiao, so he went home for his birthday and deliberately didn't notify Mu Xiao, however, I don't know why, she actually came by herself-

Such an occasion was not for her, and from the moment she appeared here, his heart began to be heavy.

With his relatives on one side and his wife on the other, it is not good for him to favor anyone on such occasions.

"No need."

Mu Xiao's gaze quickly withdrew from Chu Shaochen's face, and the repeated changes in Chu Shaochen's attitude made her in a trance.

"Mu Xiao, pour me tea."

Yan Fenfang ordered lukewarmly to Mu Xiao at this time.

"Good ......" Mu Xiao responded lightly, took the purple clay pot at hand, and poured a cup of tea for Yan Fenfang.

"Oops!"

Yan Fenfang took a sip of tea and spit it back into the tea bowl:

"It's so hot, do you want to burn me? Go, pour this bowl out of me, and add some warm water to the pot and come in. ”

Mu Xiao's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't reply, just silently picked up the teabowl and teapot and left his seat.

The few people who were chatting just now immediately quieted down at this moment, and looked at Mu Xiao silently in surprise.

About five minutes later, Mu Xiao went back with an empty tea bowl and a purple clay pot with warm boiled water, and she poured a cup of tea for Yan Fenfang again and placed it in front of her table:

"Mom, are you satisfied?"

"Who's your name? Who's your mom? My daughter's surname is Chu, not Mu, and I don't have a girl like you. Yan Fenfang's cheeks flushed with excessive disgust, and she looked down at her shoes:

"Don't you have eyes? Such a big person can't even do this little thing, it's really a lack of tutoring and no manners. ”

Only then did Mu Xiao realize that there was a drop of water on the tip of the black leather boot on Yan Fenfang's right foot.

Because Mu Xiao had just washed the teacup after pouring out the tea for Yan Fenfang, there were still water droplets on the teacup, and some of the water droplets accidentally dripped on her shoes when she passed by here just now.

Yan Fenfang moved her foot closer to Mu Xiao and took a small step:

"Wipe it off for me!"

The living room became dead silent for a moment, and several other people except Chu Shaochen all looked at Mu Xiao for a moment, and their eyes were invariably dyed with strong or faint joy.

This is the look that the indifferent viewer only has when he sees that a good show is about to be staged.

Mu Xiao stood indifferently beside the chair, and the stubbornness and resistance buried in her heart were gently pulled up at the corners of her mouth at this moment:

"How will Xiaoxiao fight back later? The following article is wonderful, and I look forward to the continued support of you. ”