The Parvenu's Original Wife Was Reborn

Sun Lifang, diagnosed with terminal cancer, reflected on her hard-fought life in the hospital. She had once enjoyed immense glory, riding on her husband's success, with a loving family and chil...

Chapter 32 Don't create a cult of personality!

Fortunately, the arrival of the waiter saved the awkward situation in time.

Mao Weiwei's eyes changed the moment she saw food.

Sun Lifang took a sip of hot soup and felt like she had finally found herself again.

For a moment, the only sound at the dinner table was the sound of eating.

Mrs. Tong was somewhat disappointed. Why didn't anyone speak up?

She took a spoon and scooped up some soup from the edge, pretending to pick it up gently, and took a small sip.

My husband is completely asleep, his big, fat face propped up by one hand, his head nodding off, it's so distressing to see.

Why aren't you eating?

After Mao Weiwei finished eating, she suddenly asked.

She slowed her movements, gracefully holding the straw, revealing one of her shoulders, and changed her tone: "Did you have fun today?"

Secretary Mao, as we all know, is back. We exchange pleasantries and get down to business.

Mrs. Tong composed herself, as if she had finally made up her mind, and asked directly, "Do you two have another date? I just overheard... and I'm a little curious, so..."

She wasn't good at hiding things to begin with, and she had already made many mistakes earlier. Now, by asking questions so bluntly, she didn't give Sun Lifang a chance to cover it up.

Mao smiled slightly: "I see."

Without further explanation, both pairs of eyes fell on Sun Lifang.

Sun Lifang thought for a moment and said, "I won first prize. She will take me to meet Mrs. Li. That's all."

Mrs. Tong didn't believe it: "First prize?"

She looked at Sun Lifang in surprise. So, what exclusive design was it designed by her?

Mr. Li's lottery design today is very clever. The prize you win will almost certainly be no less than the gift card he gave out, and you must redeem it at his store.

This not only boosted their own reputation and stimulated consumption, but also ensured that everyone left happy and satisfied with their purchases.

The only real prize today is the top three prizes, which are real money.

It was given away for free.

Li Xian had originally wanted to buy Zhou Yunshi's fountain pen for a hefty sum, so she wasn't jealous that it won second prize; it was what Zhou Yunshi deserved.

But what about that exclusive design?

When it was announced, everyone thought it was some kind of rare, imported brand-name item, and Mrs. Tong thought so too.

"So you're saying that was a silk scarf you designed yourself?" Mrs. Tong asked, still unwilling to give up.

Sun Lifang nodded and picked up the signed envelope from her bag.

Now, Mrs. Tong was truly envious.

How long would it take her to earn 90,000 yuan?

By closely observing Sun Lifang's every move, Mrs. Tong's doubts along the way were finally resolved.

No wonder! No wonder!

No wonder Mrs. Zhou doesn't invest in stocks with her.

No wonder they're about to move to a bigger house...

He actually had the audacity to show off in front of her, like a fish trying to swim.

Mrs. Tong was deeply shocked, and at the same time, she felt angry with herself.

Why didn't she get to know Sun Lifang better earlier?

The woman in front of her smiled and sighed intermittently. Seeing this, Sun Lifang paused for a moment and then said, "I was lucky and it happened to be the right time, so I'll have to go thank Mrs. Li later."

Before she could finish speaking, Mrs. Tong immediately chimed in, "What good luck? Good heavens, why are you still so modest? From today onwards, can I call you Sister Fang?"

Before Sun Lifang could reply, Mrs. Tong continued, "Although I am older than you, I acknowledge you as my elder sister in terms of status. From now on, you will be my Sister Fang!"

Sun Lifang: "..."

The woman in front of him was in high spirits, as if she had been given a stimulant, and her voice grew louder and louder.

“Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?” Sun Lifang shook her head. “You have your own career, and I’m focused on my family. We don’t have much to talk about.”

The two drew a clear line between them; in the past, Mrs. Tong would never say an extra word.

"What's wrong with it?" Mrs. Tong asked with a smile, then her face froze as if she had suddenly thought of something.

It seems she had thought of that too.

Mrs. Tong forbids her daughter from playing with Zhou Xinya, which is a source of resentment for Sun Lifang.

In less than three seconds, Mrs. Tong, like a car with its engine at full throttle, slapped Mr. Tong's arm and shouted sharply, "Get up!"

"I apologize to you. It was our fault before."

Mrs. Tong helped the bewildered Tong Guichun to her feet, and the two of them bent over with difficulty, without offering any explanation for themselves.

The drastic change left Sun Lifang somewhat bewildered.

Surely not?

As a mother, she could understand.

Everyone wants their child to play with people better than themselves, for fear of being led astray.

Although it's said to be a knot in her heart, what's wrong with Mrs. Tong?

Sun Lifang, of course, had no idea what Mrs. Tong was thinking. Tong Guichun, however, gleaned some meaning from his wife's rambling and felt somewhat embarrassed, but he still sincerely apologized to Sun Lifang.

“I have an art studio at home. Doesn’t your Yaya like to draw? You don’t need to buy colored crayons or anything. Let’s come to my house this week. I’ll tell Beibei when I get back.”

Mrs. Tong speaks very quickly; as a businesswoman, she has a keen sense of smell.

Mr. Li is such a shrewd person, and his wife wouldn't do business at a loss. The fact that collectors would appreciate Sun Lifang's designs shows that Sun Lifang is truly remarkable.

"I also hired a professional art teacher." Mrs. Tong paused, then clapped her hands. "Oh, look, how could I forget? With such a professional mother by her side, Ya Ya's painting skills are bound to be excellent!"

(Sun Lifang, who had recently seen her daughter's "masterpiece"): "..."

Mrs. Tong didn't give her a chance to speak at all, quickly paid the bill, and enthusiastically immersed herself in her own world, even forgetting to say goodbye to Secretary Mao.

Tong Guichun smiled apologetically at Secretary Mao, trying to pull his wife, who was talking to Sun Lifang, back, but she dodged him. After seeing Sun Lifang off, he couldn't help but say, "Wasn't that necessary?"

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