My daughter was intimidated, and after a brief call with her husband, Mrs. Lu turned back immediately. Shu Jian's jaw was slapped

"Mom." Manman stopped her mother. Her mother's identity was unusual and she was worried about something.

Holding down his daughter's hand, Mrs. Lu looked at Xu Yongmei with a dignified posture and a calm face. Perhaps it was because her daughter could not retreat as a mother, or perhaps it was because she had just gained strength from her husband. Every word of her voice was very powerful: "If you are interviewing properly, we welcome it. If you are deliberately instructed to slander, we will not be afraid, nor will we let you and the people behind the scenes go and report it. We will invite other media here to do formal interviews."

His eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised by her expression. Xu Yongmei pursed her lips slightly: "You are, I remember, you are the wife of the deputy mayor--"

"What? Can't the deputy mayor's wife seek legitimate rights protection for her daughter?" A bright female voice rang out from the door.

The store manager hurried forward to greet him and said with a smile: "Mrs. Yao, you are here."

Grandpa Yao's mother, Secretary Yao's wife. Manman hurriedly lowered her waist: "Aunt Yao."

"Nannan, why are you polite? Let me tell you, I made an appointment with your parents before and wanted to be your godmother. Needless to say, my relationship with your mother is a good sister who goes to the countryside to share hardships." Mrs. Yao smiled, her figure was more arrogant than Mrs. Lu, and her eyes hit Xu Yongmei without any hesitation.

Xu Yongmei could immediately feel the heroic spirit and the power of rushing towards the army from this secretary's wife.

"Reporter?" Cold and contemptuous, from Mrs. Yao raised her eyebrows slightly and looked down at Xu Yongmei.

Xu Yongmei seemed unprepared for the secretary's wife suddenly came out of it and was caught off guard.

"It's a reporter from a certain weekly magazine." With Mrs. Yao's help, Mrs. Lu was confident and wanted to take a step forward.

However, Mrs. Yao reached out to intercept her, and Mrs. Yao smiled: "A reporter. I recognize reporters, but I can't count even if I have ten times my fingers. However, I really can't remember a weekly magazine. I don't know what it is. It's a municipal or provincial level? What is your editor-in-chief of the newspaper? Tell me, maybe I can recognize it."

Xu Yongmei heard that she was being played with, and was angry for a moment, but she knew very well that the lady in front of her could not compare with Mrs. Lu. She spoke with a mercy and was obviously better than Mrs. Lu. She smiled coldly: "It's just a small publication. It's normal not to recognize it. But a small publication does not mean that it cannot report and reveal the truth. Media obligations, no matter the size of the media, are unshirkable responsibilities."

"Although you are right, why are the media big and small, well-known and unknown? What are the factors that distinguish between them?" Mrs. Yao gently questioned.

Xu Yongmei was alert and said nothing.

"It is the credibility of the truth. Do you think that if a Hong Kong Ta Kung Fu and a third-rate pornographic tabloid, who would the citizens believe in the truth after reading it?" Every step is to force people, showing murderous aura, the reputation of the secretary's wife is by no means to be despised. "If you report a third-rate pornographic tabloid and are questioned by all other newspapers, who do you think there will be any other believe it? Young people, it is a good thing to have courage, but you are not brave, it is dirty, dirty, opportunistic. If you want to cover up the truth with rumors, you are using public opinion to do something that harms others and yourself! No one can tolerate you!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Yongmei retreated to the door and was about to escape, but the door was blocked by Mrs. Yao.

"Take her down and ask who is instructing me. I see, even her boss doesn't know how she does things." Mrs. Yao's words really made Xu Yongmei look blue.

No newspaper owner is so stupid that he can let his subordinates interview the mayor's wife and daughter alone. To reveal the secrets of senior officials, one must be cautious. He has important evidence in his hands. With a plan, he must be backed up and guaranteed to act. It can only be said that Xu Yongmei is a newcomer, with too much selfishness and does not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, like a headless fly hitting a gun.

After dealing with this matter like a pediatrician, Mrs. Yao pulled her good sister Mrs. Lu to sit down in the living room in the store, and then asked Manman to sit on the other side of her.

"Why did you come?" Mrs. Lu knew very well that it was definitely not a coincidence that she had appeared to rescue her, but it was just right.

"My father and I have clothes, but Ziye and Baoer's dresses are not made. I despised the old ones for Ziye, and I privately made one in this store according to his original size." Mrs. Yao patted Mrs. Lu's hand and said from the bottom of the room, "I really don't know you and Nannan. I suddenly received a call from my husband in the middle of the journey, saying that he heard your husband talking to you and needed rescue. I urgently asked the driver to speed up and arrived here. It was just right, but fortunately I caught up."

"We didn't expect that this person would come here to find us." Mrs. Lu frowned and said that she and her husband and her family have always been low-key, and no reporter has ever caused trouble.

"The reporters always touch this kind of activity, and you can't even defend it. But if we are wise and don't do secret things, why are we afraid of them? Do you think you are, Nannan?" Mrs. Yao smiled and looked at Manman sitting beside her.

Manman has always had a good impression of Grandpa Yao's mother, and she is kind and kind. She also looks helpful and even has a good personality like her best friend Chu Xia. She turned back to Mrs. Yao: "Yes."

"Nannan's temperament is just a little quieter, just like you. On the way, I'm afraid that you two will be quiet and suffer losses, so I'll come all the way. By the way, are you two here? Didn't Lu Jun come with you?" Mrs. Yao looked around and saw Jun Ye.

"Mr. Lu is not free. Your son is at work. Doesn't my son have to go to work? It's Huan'er who comes with us. But he feels bored and goes to wash the car." When Mrs. Lu talks to Mrs. Yao, his expression is too relaxed and his smile keeps happening. He is really a better sister than his own sister.

"So, if your two sons don't make clothes, Nannan will make clothes?" Mrs. Yao laughed and talked about Mrs. Lu, "Will the two sons say you are partial?"

"I wanted to help them, but they all thought it was troublesome. I thought, I had just made a set during the Chinese New Year, so I didn't help them. Nannan had no choice but to pay for her grandfather, and if my son was wronged, they could only call them to their grandfather." Mrs. Lu said.

Mrs. Yao clapped her hands and pointed at her and smiled: "You mother is shirking responsibility. I have heard Ziye say that any photo she lost made Lu Jun angry."

While drinking tea, Manman suddenly heard Mrs. Yao mention the sensitive thing, and coughed suddenly and choked on the water.

"Nannan, you saw it too, right? How about it? Are your two elder brothers beautiful when you were a child?"

I never thought that Mrs. Yao would joke about this, Manman and that embarrassing.

If you say beautiful, if you are a master, you will be beaten to death by your masters later.

Seeing that his daughter couldn't speak like that, Mrs. Lu hurriedly rescued her and said to Mrs. Yao: "You are really, they both have grown up and are so old. They are going to start a family and start a business. You even told me about the scandal when you were a child."

"What's the matter? Nannan is not an outsider." Mrs. Yao shook her eyes at Manman, and then asked, "How are the clothes being made? What kind of clothes Nannan is planning to make? Can you show me?"

"Show you what's wrong," Mrs. Lu said, and asked the clerk to get the clothes sample. "Speaking of this, she and I are bothered, and I don't know which one is better."

The two clothes were given, both of which were cheongsams. Unlike, one was white, the tailoring was more fashionable, and the other was rich and purple-red, with traditional patterns.

"Which piece Nannan likes herself?" asked Mrs. Yao.

But Manman received the call at this time, said sorry, and walked to the corner to answer.

It was Lin Jiajing who called her. Because her father Lin Wencai was notified by the power company to cancel the leave in advance and wanted to leave in advance. He hurriedly booked the air ticket that day to arrive at the airport and told Manman on the way.

"My uncle is so anxious to leave?" When he heard that Lin Wen was about to leave, Manman suddenly felt empty and felt very uncomfortable.

"Sister Manman, my dad will say a few words to you." As he said that, Lin Jiajing handed the phone to his father.

"Manman." Lin Wencai called her name affectionately as usual.

"My uncle, you're leaving too anxious." Manman said sincerely, "Last time, Ayan said he would not drive and drink with you."

"It's not a separation from life and death, but a chance to meet." Lin Wencai was very open-minded and insisted on saying a few words to her before leaving. Of course, there were some things that he had to explain to her.

"Well, my uncle, please tell me if you have anything to do. If it is Jiajing's business, don't worry. As long as she goes here, I will take good care of her." Manman whispered in a low voice and promised cautiously.

"I know you will help her with the school transfer, otherwise I won't leave with confidence. I'm worried that Jiajing will be led by others by studying and living alone. Therefore, as your sister, I only ask you to strictly monitor her and teach her a lesson." Lin Wencai said earnestly.

"My uncle is so serious. Jiajing is so smart that she will not be harmed by others." Manman smiled.

"No matter what, I will tell your father about this." Lin Wencai said.

"My dad - how are you doing recently?" Qianya'er blinked slightly, and her voice became deep.

"Your dad is fine. After all, he is not just you. Yuanyuan's tuition fee is done, so he has to find ways to prepare for it. This is also what I want to tell you. Your dad and Xu Yu'e were sentenced to divorce by the court."

This may be because her husband's army and her husband helped Wen Shixuan to hire a lawyer, so she didn't receive any news.

"I get it." A complex emotion was brought out in my throat.

When her husband was busy helping Wen Shixuan fight this divorce lawsuit, she did not stop her because she felt that she should respect her father's own opinions. However, occasionally, she would worry whether her father would be lonely when he grows old. As she knew her father, she would never marry a second wife.

"I don't know if Yuanyuan is filial to your father or not. But I know you are filial to your father. Manman, if you have children in the future, remember to take the children back to show your father." Lin Wencai said it was a double meaning.

Manmantou replied yes.

The phone call returned to Lin Jiajing's hands, and the two sisters said a few more words.

"Sister Manman, there is one thing I just heard from Sister Haoxue. It is said that Sister Yunyun found a job in the capital, and she happened to be your sister-in-law nurse. I thought about it and I must talk to Sister Manman first." Lin Jiajing said.

This little cousin is indeed a clever person, not a dead-end study. I don’t know if Wen Haoxue and others have seen it.

"Jiajing, thank you for telling me this, but you should be more cautious when facing Haoxue and the others."

Manman was worried about her. Lin Jiajing felt warm in her heart and agreed, "I know everything."

She spent some time talking to Lin Wencai and his daughter. After she came back, she found that both wives had a cup of tea.

"Nannan has a lot of things to do. There is no gallery work anymore, and there is still work?" Mrs. Yao seemed to be unable to figure out who she was talking to and asked with a smile.

"The gallery's aftermath has been going on." Manman said as she followed Mrs. Yao's steps down, "My college classmate Chu Xia's mother came from her hometown, called and said hello, and then chatted a few more."

Mrs. Lu didn't say anything, and quietly held the teacup.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yao smiled unpredictably again: "Nannan, I heard from Ziye that the gallery is burning, do you still have to open a restaurant?"

"Well, I have this plan."

"Your brother doesn't agree, are you still open?"

Yue'er frowned, and Mrs. Yao's words were really straightforward.

Mrs. Yao smiled and grabbed her hand straightforwardly: "Nannan, don't blame me for being outspoken. I just want to tell you that although your gallery is burnt, your grandfather is interested in giving you one. He has found a good place, which is much better than the territory of your original house."

"I want to open a restaurant, not a gallery." Manman was determined.

Mrs. Yao looked at her delicate and gentle face, and looked surprised as if it was the first time she saw her. She turned to Mrs. Lu: "I think this child looks like you, but now she looks like Ziye and said, like Lu Jun."

Manman was shocked by Mrs. Yao’s words: How could she be like that Bingchong Master?!

Even my husband came back last night and said this to her on the pillow: Our daughter doesn’t have the same temper as you.

Of course, the older generation did not mean to belittle her when they commented on Manman's words, but they were all surprised.

After all, when Manman was a child, when she was just born, she gave everyone the impression that she was like a bun of cotton, cute, but also fragile.

Mrs. Lu rubbed her eyebrows: My daughter looks very much like the eldest son's temper, but she noticed it first.

Mrs. Yao began to "sympathize" with Mrs. Lu: "If you are like you, you will be more worried. Like Mr. Lu, the two brothers and sisters should often fight, right?"

"Yes-" Mrs. Lu dragged her long tail sound, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at her daughter.

Manman felt extremely helpless and depressed. Anyway, she didn't believe it. No matter what she said to that bad-tempered brother, she couldn't be like her.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

Jun Ye called and said that he finally had time after get off work today, so he drove over to pick her up to fulfill his promise to meet Chuxia's mother last time.

I drove to the garment shop and I must have heard that someone is coming to find trouble.

"Where is Huan'er?" Jun Ye entered the clothes shop and asked to use his younger brother to protect him and start swiping.

"He goes to wash the car." Mrs. Lu replied to her eldest son, "I just called and came back and said I had finished washing and drove back, but when I was in a traffic jam on the way back, don't urge him. He just got his driver's license, don't worry about something."

Mrs. Yao asked the two of them to sit down and asked them to pour tea to Jun Ye to turn off the fire, saying, "Lu Jun, your mother is right, it's not Huan'er. Besides, I asked that person to be arrested and questioned. Now I should have asked who was behind the scenes."
To be continued...