The legitimate daughter of the marquis, Lin Ran, who had just experienced the loss of her mother and the only relative in her maternal family, was plotted against by her father and stepmother, but ...
Chen Xue was a little flustered and looked at Lin Shoudong pretending to be hurt, with red eyes.
"Shoudong, would you rather trust outsiders than my mother?
And the aunt herself didn’t say anything just now.
That’s my biological mother, how could I possibly slander my aunt?
Even if this really happened, it must be a misunderstanding.
If you want to know, why don't you just ask my mom?
Why ask an outsider?"
When Lin Shoudong saw Chen Xue calling Xu Mengting an outsider, his eyes were full of confusion.
"I remember that classmate Xu is not your best friend?
Besides, you two are childhood friends, how can you call outsiders?"
Hearing this, Chen Xue's face became awkward for a moment.
At the same time, she felt a little regretful. In order to stop Xu Mengting from thinking about Lin Shoudong, she lied to Lin Shoudong and said that Xu Mengting was her best friend.
It was just to take Xu Mengting to the amusement park and let her witness with her own eyes the fact that she and Lin Shoudong were together.
Completely eliminate any possibility between the two of them.
But it’s not a good idea to turn against Xu Mengting now or in the future.
Unless Xu Mengting was wrong first.
Fortunately, Lin Shoudong just asked casually and turned to look at Chen's mother without waiting for Chen Xue to explain.
Because he felt that what Chen Xue said made sense.
What's more, this is Chen Xue's biological mother. Although he doesn't know what happened just now, it is reasonable for him to listen to what Chen's mother says first.
Now it was Chen's mother's turn to be embarrassed. How could she explain this?
Although Lin Shoudong's attitude towards him is still quite polite now.
But if he knew what he had just done to someone's mother, he would probably change his face immediately, right?
Changing her expression was secondary. She was mainly worried that Lin Shoudong would vent his anger on Chen Xue.
As a result, the rich second-generation son-in-law that was about to come to her was gone.
Just as the situation here was at a stalemate, the aunt on the side finally couldn't wait any longer and rubbed her hands and said to Shi Yunni:
"Little girl, do you still count the five dollars you promised me?"
There was an embarrassment on his face.
Shi Yunni took out five dollars from her bag and handed it to the other party without saying a word.
Lin Shoudong was very puzzled when he saw this.
"What five dollars?
Sister, what happened?
Why would you give money to others for no reason? "
Shi Yunni was just about to answer when the old lady who was delighted to receive five dollars immediately returned the favor and told her the whole story.
At the end, he did not forget to add his own comments.
"Young man, you have to keep your eyes open when looking for a partner.
In particular, the character of parents will directly affect their children."
"You damn gossip, stop gossiping here!
I told you it was just a misunderstanding, and didn’t I already pay compensation?
My Xiaoxue is even better!
She is a college student!
Not only does he have good grades, he's also a three-good student!"
As she spoke, Chen's mother looked at Lin Shoudong anxiously again.
“Shoudong, right?
My Xiaoxue has been a good child since she was young, and what happened just now was just a misunderstanding.
This person is just jealous of me having such an outstanding daughter, so he deliberately throws dirty water on us. You can't believe the nonsense of such people! "
He looked a little flustered.
Chen Xue also looked panicked. At this moment, she hated Chen's mother very much.
Just for five dollars, he put himself in this situation.
What if Lin Shoudong breaks up with me because of this?
She finally found a rich second-generation boyfriend.
But now that things have come to this, she could only bite her lip and stare at Lin Shoudong's reaction, hoping that this would not affect their relationship.