When Wu Yangyang walked towards Mrs. Quan's side, Mother Rong glanced at it in a blink of an eye.

There were also four or five graceful and gorgeous ladies sitting there, all of whom were in their sixtieth year.

"Mom, let's go over there and get some food." Ye Zhilu looked at the dim sum area and couldn't help but suggest to Rong's mother.

Today, Rong He didn't come to Wu Qihua's memorial service because he had official business, but he still had to fulfill his obligations as a daughter-in-law to the end, at least don't make trouble for Rong You.

Ye Zhiwei's voice fell for a long time and she didn't get a response, she couldn't help but glance back at Rong's mother, and saw Rong's mother staring straight at one of the several old women on Mrs. Quan's side.

"Mom?" Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but speak again.

Rong's mother was shocked and came back to her senses: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, you finally lose weight and don't get as fat as before, you still have to eat." ”

"Also, who's your mother? You still call me Aunt Tong, I can't accept your title. ”

Ye Zhilu froze in place with a bewildered expression.

Did you offend her again?

What kind of treasure is she looking at, so fascinated?

Ye Zhilu cleared his throat and said righteously: "Whether you accept it or not, Rong He and I are already married, this is a fact that cannot be changed, I don't care if you should me or not, but I still have to fulfill the obligations and etiquette that I should fulfill." ”

Mother Rong looked at Ye Zhilu's shameless appearance, and her face was so angry that her face turned blue and red for a while.

"Whatever you want, I don't want to pay attention to you anyway."

After speaking, Rong's mother pulled Rong's father's cuffs, leaned over and asked.

"Look at the old woman over there, doesn't it look familiar?"

Father Rong followed Mother Rong's gaze and shook his head blankly.

"I'm old, and I don't have a good memory."

Ye Zhilu glanced at it, and saw that the woman Rong Mu was referring to looked a little colder than the others in temperament, although she was old, the cold arrogance and nobility in her bones were not reduced by half.

"Ouch, take a closer look, before Mingyi and Qihua got married, Mingyi disappeared for three days, but when he came back, he was sent back by an old woman who drove a Maserati, and that night happened to run into me bleeding profusely."

"Your car broke down, there was not a single taxi on the street in the middle of the night, and it happened to hit Mingyi and them, and in a hurry, Mingyi let us get into the old woman's car and took me to the hospital."

"You see, that woman doesn't look like an old woman?"

Father Rong's brows furrowed, and he tried to remember.

"When you say that, it's a bit like that."

Rong's mother nodded heavily: "She is our life-saving benefactor, if she hadn't sent us to the hospital back then, if it was half an hour late, our son would be in danger." ”

Ye Zhilu looked at the old woman in confusion, and then looked at Wu Yangyang, recalling Aunt Mingyi in his vague memory.

inexplicably felt that the three of them had similar eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but make a bold guess in his mind, could there be any connection between the three of them?

Does Wu have any other relatives in this world? That old woman is hers......

"Whether she still remembers us or not, she didn't have time to say thank you to her in person back then, since I met today, it was fate, I have to go over and say a belated thank you." Rong Mu said and walked straight over.

"Ah Yun ......"

Father Rong couldn't stop her, so he had to follow.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't hold it back, and immediately followed behind.