After she forced her way into the house, Ren Nana saw that she was not alone, but was followed by a young girl.

She looked about the same age as Ren Nana. Ren Nana remembered her and she was Zhuang Mingxiu's daughter.

Her name is Zhou Yaqin.

She was two or three years older than Ren Nana. She was wearing a formal work suit, black high heels, and carrying a small black leather bag.

The overall feeling is that of a high-ranking social elite.

"You guys really like to come uninvited."

Zhou Yaqin looks very much like her mother. She has a fierce aura and wears bright lipstick. You can tell at first glance that she is not someone who is easy to get along with.

"Ms. Ren, we are here to see Comrade Song."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with her, Ren Nana.

Zhou Yaqin glanced at Song Qingdai who was curled up on the sofa. Since they were at home, Song Qingdai was wearing a nightgown with her hair gently tied behind her head, revealing her slender and beautiful neck.

Her face is thin, but fair and beautiful.

But this did not prevent Zhou Yaqin from revealing contempt and disdain for Song Qingdai in her eyes.

My mother said that the woman in front of her was from a small place.

What’s the use of a girl from this small place being pretty? She hasn’t even been to college and is ignorant and uncultured.

She is different. She graduated from a prestigious university and now works in a large company and has her own office.

Unlike Song Qingdai, I'm afraid you have never seen what those high-end office buildings look like?

So, they are not from the same class at all. If Zhou Yaqin didn't come to see her for something today, she wouldn't have come.

"I didn't ask you to come in, Aunt Zhuang. You are very well-mannered people. Is this your quality?"

Song Qingdai didn't want to get up at all. Zhuang Mingxiu was still waiting for her to pour him some tea, which was the most basic way of entertaining guests.

If there is no tea, there must be water.

But Song Qingdai didn't mean that at all.

"Comrade Song's words are too harsh..."

"If you think my words are rude, you can leave now."

"Aunt Zhuang, if you have anything to say, please speak up."

Aunt Zhuang...

Zhuang Mingxiu almost couldn't hold it anymore and broke down on the spot.

She usually takes good care of herself, as her husband's monthly allowance as an officer is in her hands. But even so, the fine lines of time have left traces on her face.

"Comrade Xiao Song, if you don't mind, you can call me Aunt Zhou."

Zhuang Mingxiu felt that he needed to remind her that calling her "Auntie" all the time was really unpleasant to hear.

Only women from the countryside would be called auntie, but she is a city girl, born and raised in the city.

"I do mind it. Besides, at your age, it's fine for me to call you aunt. You should accept the name that suits your age, right?"

Song Qingdai spoke lightly.

There is always a faint smile on his face.

This made Zhuang Mingxiu feel like he was punching cotton.

"It's so annoying. Can't you just tell her directly if you have anything to say? She's pregnant now. She will be so sick that she will vomit if she sees something she doesn't like!"

"Ren Nana, you are a person with higher education. Is this what your father taught you?"

Zhou Yaqin couldn't bear to see her mother being treated so rudely. She glared at Ren Nana, hoping she would be more polite.

Ren Nana rolled her eyes.

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