There was silence again on the other side of the phone, and Shen Weilan put down the phone and was about to hang up.

"Blue Blue."

"Azure, mom please."

The man's voice came faintly, Shen Weilan gritted her teeth, and with the sound of the bus stop, she picked up her phone again and put it to her ear.

"I can't help you."

"Also, my husband didn't suppress your company, and since that incident, my husband hasn't paid attention to the Jing family's company! It's your Jing family who is in a slump, so don't keep complaining about others! ”

Shen Weilan wrung her eyebrows, her tone was a little unhappy, and her words naturally carried a lot of energy.

"Lanlan, how did you become like this? I'm your mom, is that the tone you speak to your mom? ”

"I'm begging you, asking you to let your husband talk to your Uncle Jing at the cocktail party tonight, is this something difficult?"

Song Wanjun choked up a little as she spoke, and Shen Weilan closed her eyes, very annoyed.

"Mr. Fu is your husband and your pillow person. I am your mother, the mother who gave birth to you and raised you! Have I ever begged you for anything? ”

Shen Weilan took the phone down and hung up almost without thinking.

The most annoying thing for her to hear was the phrase - I'm your father/mother.

Moral kidnapping is really boring.

She admitted that when everything was fine in the Shen family, her parents treated her very well.

But what does it all mean?

What she is concerned about is what her parents gave her after the Shen family fell!

Song Wanjun looked at the mobile phone in her hand for a long time, and her eyes were wet with tears.

Jing Juchuan sat in front of Song Wanjun, dressed in casual clothes.

In the huge living room, there are only two people sitting on the leather sofa, and no one can be found around.

"Crying for what? What she said! Jing Juchuan picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip, as if he was a little impatient.

Song Wanjun secretly wiped her tears, "Lan Lan can't ......help it."

When the words fell, he didn't forget to look at Jing Juchuan's face carefully.

The expression on Jing Juchuan's face disappeared quickly, his face was as black as something, and the cup in his hand was slammed on the coffee table by him.

Snap, a little harsh.

The tea in the cup was also spilled.

Song Wanjun hurriedly squatted down and wiped the coffee table with a paper towel.

Jing Juchuan kicked over, and Song Wanjun fell on the sofa.

"You're really useless!"

"If you knew that Shen Weilan's husband was Fu Siyan, you should have handled the mother-daughter relationship with Shen Weilan!"

"Now it's good! Not only did we not get the light, but we were also eaten to death by that Fu Siyan! ”

Listening to Jing Juchuan's reprimand, Song Wanjun's tears fell.

Then how can she be blamed?

Isn't this always Jingwan's ghost?

Call Azure to the restaurant and humiliate Azure again!

I don't believe that Fu Siyan is the husband of Weilan, and I contradict Fu Siyan!

What is this that concerns her?

Doesn't she want to cultivate a relationship with her own daughter?

Look at the strange person who is strange to her now, she hangs up her casually, and she doesn't even call her mother.

"These days, you take the time to bring something and go see your daughter and 'son-in-law'!"

When it came to his son-in-law, Jing Juchuan gritted his teeth.

"I don't know how to cherish such a good relationship! What a death! ”

Song Wanjun lowered her head and clutched the carpet tightly, "You blindly blame me, why don't you blame your daughter?" ”

"You know very well that it's none of my business to be so stiff with Azure in trouble!"

"Say what you say, you just listen, what's the matter!"

The man snorted, turned and went upstairs.

Song Wanjun couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to shake her head.

Do evil.