Mrs. Jiang? There was only one Mrs. Jiang named Fang at the banquet today.
That is her mother Fang Wenli.
Jiang Wan's eyes were cold as she looked straight in the direction where the voice came from.
Then she saw a fat pig, greasy and funny, with hands as thick as pig's trotters hugging a young and beautiful girl.
Looking closely, isn't that Shi Xue?
Fang Wenli looked very ugly, and there was another noble lady standing next to her.
In such occasions, men have men's social interactions and women have women's social interactions.
Being a wife of a wealthy family doesn't just mean enjoying life, you also need to get along well with other wives. There are many things that men are not comfortable talking about, and are more appropriately said by women.
So Fang Wenli did not stay with Jiang Hongde, but chatted with several other wealthy ladies.
This gives the fat pig an opportunity, and he is obviously looking for trouble.
"I have no relationship with the Fu family for a long time. My last name is Fang now, and I have no blood relationship with you. You are not my eldest brother anymore."
The fat pig laughed, and his facial features were squeezed together:
"That's not the way to say it. After all, we've lived together for so many years. I used to take good care of you. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. Now that the old man is gone, you'll have to rely on me in the future."
Jiang Wan couldn't bear the sarcasm in these words. If she continued to endure it, she would not be worthy of being a child.
It’s a pity that the fishtail skirt she wore today was too tight, otherwise she would have kicked him.
Weighing the durian cake in her hand, Jiang Wan recalled the look of Qi An inserting the fish.
With a trembling hand and a whoosh sound, Jiang Wan thoughtfully added the voiceover:
"Look here, fat pig! Here comes the flying stick~"
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