Early the next morning, Mrs. Jiang took her children and nieces to the Zhongjing Mansion, and on the carriage, Mrs. Jiang kept praising Bai Qingqing's dress and jewelry.

Hearing this, Bai Qingqing was proud at the same time, and couldn't help but coquettishly say: "It's all because of my aunt's good vision, so Qingqing looks good in clothes." ”

Mrs. Jiang was coaxed into laughing, Jiang Wanxiu glanced at the hairpin on Bai Qingqing's head and smiled slightly.

When they arrived at Zhongjingbo's Mansion, the group went to Mrs. Tai's courtyard to celebrate her birthday, looking at the familiar flowers and trees and those plaques, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't tell whether it was too difficult or a little more hateful.

She once married into the Song family with a beautiful fantasy of her future life, but she was covered with scars and her heart was like ashes.

Zhongjingbo's Mansion is still the Zhongjingbo's Mansion, but she is no longer the same her.

Mrs. Tai's courtyard was very lively, Mrs. Jiang kept greeting people she knew, and Jiang Yu, Jiang Wanxiu and Bai Qingqing kept saluting the elders.

When she arrived at Mrs. Tai, Mrs. Jiang said auspicious words respectfully, pushed her children to the front, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Tai, this is my eldest son Jiang Yu, this is my eldest daughter, my maiden name is Wan Xiu, this is my niece, surnamed Bai Boudoir Qingqing." ”

Mrs. Tai was too old to see clearly, so she recruited the three children to talk to her.

She took a fancy to Bai Qingqing at a glance, dressed in red clothes and with a face like a flower, Mrs. Tai took her hand and said with a smile: "This child is really beautiful, how old are you?" Have you ever studied? ”

Bai Qingqing was overjoyed when he was praised, and he became more and more upright, and replied: "Mrs. Tai, the little girl is sixteen years old this year, and my uncle specially invited a female gentleman for us, and she and her cousin study and read together on weekdays. ”

Mrs. Tai nodded her head and asked her what she was doing in her spare time.

Bai Qingqing thought about it quickly, and pretended to be reserved: "If Mrs. Hui is concerned, the little girl will illustrate and embroider in the house in her spare time, or make some shoes and socks for the elders, which can be regarded as a filial piety." ”

The more Mrs. Tai listened, the more she liked it, and said to Mrs. Jiang: "Your niece teaches very well!" ”

Bai Qingqing did make shoes and socks for the old lady and Mrs. Jiang, so Mrs. Jiang was also very happy that Mrs. Tai liked Bai Qingqing, "You have won the award." ”

After asking Bai Qingqing, Mrs. Tai asked Jiang Wanxiu the same question again, and compared with Bai Qingqing's answer, she seemed much more wooden.

The ladies and wives standing next to them said secretly: It seems that the young lady of the Jiang family is better than the serious young lady.

The elders talked together, and naturally there were the sons and ladies of the Song family to entertain the little guests.

Looking at the bustling crowd, everyone had a smile on their faces, and the old lady was even more happy like a flower, chatting with the people who came to celebrate her birthday, and laughed out loud after a while.

Jiang Wanxiu felt very bored, so she left the banquet hall and told Xia Zhu to serve her mother, and go to the garden alone to relax.

When she walked to a remote place, she saw the two of them playing in a low voice, so she walked over curiously, and when she looked at it, she found that the two were her husbands Song Chen and Cheng Yueer in her previous life.

Cheng Yue'er is a woman Jiang Chen loved all her life in her previous life, and this was also when she was about to die in her previous life, she heard Jiang Chen say to herself with Cheng Yue'er in her arms.

Thinking of everything Song Chen had done to him in his previous life and his attitude towards himself, Jiang Wanxiu felt sick in her heart, and just wanted to turn around and leave, but was discovered by Jiang Chen.

"Whoever is there, come out."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu ignored it and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Jiang Chen strode over and grabbed her.

The strength in his hand was very strong, and Jiang Wanxiu, who was in pain, snorted.

"Let you out, didn't you hear? The maid of that family is so big and not small! ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu turned his head because he was pulled and faced him, only then did he see it clearly, and then examined Jiang Wanxiu from top to bottom, "I don't see that the young lady of the Jiang family still has the preference to peek at others." ”

Jiang Wanxiu ignored it, she didn't want to have anything to do with this man in her life, so she pushed away the hand holding him, "I'm really sorry to disturb Song Gongzi's affection, don't worry, I didn't see anything, I'll leave." ”

Song Chen snorted, his tone was full of contempt, "The Jiang family is really rude, they don't know any etiquette and shame, they still run around in other people's homes, and if they lose anything at home, I don't think they can get rid of it." ”

After Jiang Wanxiu heard the footsteps of stopping and planning to leave, a gloom flashed in her eyes, and she said:

"What does it mean to be incorruptible without courtesy, if taking a walk is so serious, then Miss Cheng, as the daughter of the prime minister, has a private meeting with a man in someone else's house, what is this called, do you have shame?"

At this time, Jiang Wanxiu's body was cold and wanton, and Song Chen suddenly didn't know how to argue.

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't react, she continued to reprimand: "And you, Song Chen, as the owner of the family, have a private meeting with the guests here, and when you say it, I don't know how everyone will imagine your Song family, so you better take care of yourself!"

After listening to the seriousness of what Jiang Wanxiu said, Cheng Yue'er hurriedly gave Song Chen a face, glared at Jiang Wanxiu and turned to leave.

When his sweetheart left, Song Chen glared at Jiang Wanxiu angrily, snorted coldly, and his eyes showed disgust, "You'd better take care of your mouth, otherwise you'll look good!" ”

"Huh! Does the young master of the Song family think that others are too idle and will pay attention to your? ”

"You ......"

Seeing that Song Chen was speechless by himself, Jiang Wanxiu snorted coldly, and then turned to leave.

Thinking of what she had suffered in the Song family in her previous life, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed a dark red, and at some point, she came to a remote courtyard.