Chapter 7: Mother-in-law's attitude

Two bodyguards carried out a children's electric car with a glittering Mercedes logo on the front.

Du Lin's eyes lit up when he saw it: "Cheche!" Great! ”

"Linlin, thank you grandparents." Lin Qingrou pointed at Li Shujun and Du Liangde, and made another gesture of her own hands.

Du Lin nodded tacitly, kissed Li Shujun, and turned around to kiss Du Liangde, Du Liangde leaned over and let him kiss him.

Lin Qingrou took a lot of effort to cultivate this tacit understanding with the child, and under her patient guidance, Du Lin could already understand the intention of some of her simple actions.

"Linlin is getting smarter and smarter, look at how important it is to have a good teacher." Li Shujun completely ignored Lin Qingrou's guidance.

Lin Qingrou could only smile helplessly.

"Next, I have asked the children of the Municipal School for the Deaf and Dumb to bring us the finger dance "Just Met You"!" The sound of the presenter's curtain on the TV was heard.

Lin Qingrou immediately turned her attention to the TV, and her students appeared neatly in custom-made costumes.

Lin Qingrou couldn't help but applaud when she saw the serious little faces, looked at the pairs of waving immature hands, and watched them dance to the music.

"What's noisy, be quiet, there's no rules at all." Li Shujun scolded sharply, with a look of disgust.

"Mom, this is our school program, and I choreographed the dance." Lin Qingrou explained to her mother-in-law in sign language.

"Don't compare it to show me, I don't understand." Li Shujun rolled her eyes impatiently.

Lin Qingrou put down her hand weakly and silently put her attention back to the program on the TV station, which was a program she had put a lot of effort into.

"Now I invite Mr. Du Zeming, chairman of Minghong Group, to come to the stage to issue donations."

After the show, when it came to the charity donation event, the camera cut to Du Mingze in the audience, and saw him wearing a black suit and tie, with a graceful demeanor, and next to the camera was Fang Jiawen in a white evening dress, smiling and applauding elegantly.

How did they show up together at the gala...... Lin Qingrou looked at it, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Du Mingze stood up in applause, smiled around, tidied up his suit, and then walked to the stage.

"Minghong Group has been keen on charity activities for many years, and this time it has donated a special fund of 5 million yuan to deaf-mute children to improve the life, study, and purchase of assistive devices and lamps for deaf-mute children." Accompanied by the host's explanation, Du Mingze presented a large check with 5 million yuan to the principal of the deaf-mute school, and took a group photo with the children.

"Daddy, it's inside!" Du Lin pointed to his father on the TV and danced.

"Dad, is it handsome?" Li Shujun pointed to the TV and watched Du Lin Zhile.

"Dabi, handsome!" Du Lin laughed loudly and made trouble.

"Teacher Jiawen, is it beautiful?" Li Shujun continued to ask.

"Beautiful!" Du Lin replied without any scheming.

"Next, I would like to invite the senior child psychological counselor, Miss Fang Jiawen, to come to the stage to talk about the mental health of children with disabilities, what aspects we usually need to pay attention to."

The camera followed Fang Jiawen's footsteps again, and saw that she was delicate and decent, and she suddenly moved to the stage and stood beside Du Zeming elegantly.

The two of them stood together on the stage, and under the reflection of the lights, they looked like a pair of golden boys and girls.

Although Du Zeming is married, this marriage is not favored by the outside world, and it seems that it is expected that the ending will definitely lead to divorce.

So everywhere Du Zeming goes, there is no shortage of women leaning towards him. From film and television stars to daughters of various families, they all seized all kinds of opportunities to express themselves in front of Du Zeming, and never took Lin Qingrou in their eyes.

watched Fang Jiawen talking eloquently on stage, with confident eyes and a decent smile. The more Li Shujun looked, the more satisfied he became.

"Jiawen, this child, is really capable, knows several languages, is so patient with the child, listens to her mother, and is learning Arabic by herself, who marries her, it is a blessing."

"Yes, now the volume of trade with the Middle East is getting bigger and bigger, learning Arabic and having foresight." Du Liangde also nodded in appreciation.

Listening to her father-in-law and mother-in-law praising the woman standing with her husband without any scruples, Lin Qingrou could only maintain a stiff smile on her face.

This invisible pressure made Lin Qingrou uneasy all night, and when she was making tea for the two old men, she accidentally poured boiling water on the outside of the cup, scalding her other hand into a blister, and gasping in pain.

"One night, the soul of a person doesn't know where it is, and it can't do such a trivial thing." Li Shujun shook her head in disgust.

Du Lin played with the car for a long time, and finally fell asleep tired, Lin Qingrou held Lin Lin in her arms and prepared to say goodbye and go back to the apartment.