Chapter 118 The Vulgar Real and Fake Rich Moms



"Mom, what are we going to do today?"

"Take a guess?"

Wenwen pleaded, "I don't know, Mom, please tell me!"

"Let's go look at houses and choose our future home."

Wenwen exclaimed in surprise, then took a breath and whispered, "Really, Mom?"

"Really, when has Mom ever lied to you?"

So, does that mean we need to have our own house?

"Um!"

In the past few years, the mother and daughter have moved twice. Although each time they lived in a better place, it was still not their own house. Once, when Wenwen wanted to play on the slide in the community, she was told by a grandmother in the same community that she was not a resident of the community and was not allowed to play.

She didn't tell her mother about this, but she remembered it for a long time. Now, she and her mother are finally going to have their own house.

Song Wenwen was overjoyed. After her father passed away, she took her mother's surname, went to a better school, her mother bought a car, and now she's even getting a house! How wonderful!

She will always remember the times when her father would beat her mother whenever he was unhappy in the urban village. Even though her mother learned to fight back later, her father and grandfather would still scold her in private.

She knew her father had found a new woman and had a new child, so he didn't want her or her mother. Even when her mother brought up the matter of changing her surname during the divorce, he didn't care.

Wenwen has no feelings for her father; she only wants her mother, who is the best mother in the world!

"Ms. Song, you had your eye on three houses. Let me show you the ones in order of distance."

Wenwen turned her head and asked, "Hasn't Mom bought it yet?"

"No, you can choose."

Wenwen was a little excited: "I'm still a child, is it not right for me to make the decisions?"

"Mom has selected three sets. You can choose one that you like. There won't be any problem no matter which set you choose."

Now Song Wenwen was relieved. The first apartment was a large, fully-furnished flat with a huge living room and floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides. She fell in love with it at first sight. The rooms were also very large, all in suite style.

"Mommy, you look so beautiful!"

"It's not bad. No rush to make a decision, there are two more sets to go!"

The second apartment is a penthouse duplex, also fully furnished with cabinets and appliances included. You can move in immediately after buying the furniture. Both apartments are in the same area and not far apart. The penthouse duplex also has a large terrace with a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery, which Wenwen prefers.

She knew there was one more set to see, but she didn't know what the third set would look like.

For this third property, the agent drove them for quite a while to the villa area. Although the villas were nice, with yards and such, Wenwen shook her head immediately before she had even finished looking at them.

"Isn't it nice here?" Song Xia asked in surprise. Wenwen had always wanted to have a puppy, and she thought Wenwen would like it here.

"It's too far from Mom's shop, and it'll be too much trouble for her to come back every day. Let's buy a second set!"

Song Xia patted her head and didn't object. She thought it best not to refuse a child's wish: "Since you like the second set, then let's buy the second set."

"Um!"

The agent was also very happy, as it was rare to encounter such a decisive client, and the commission for this deal was guaranteed.

Song Xia did not pay in full at once. Although she had the money, she wanted to use the rest to open more stores.

This time, she plans to open a high-end store. She will only stock some of the products from the other two stores in this store, and the rest will be exclusive to this store.

Wealthy people like things to be special and prefer upscale, quiet environments. They don't mind if the food is a bit pricey, so Song Xia doesn't hesitate to set prices for customized meals.

Wenwen was astonished after seeing it: "Mom, with such a high price, do people really come to eat here?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

When the new store opened, Song Xia personally oversaw everything. Not only was the food delicious, but the presentation was also exquisite, and most importantly, the portions were small.

The restaurant not only sells barbecue, but also stir-fries, soups and desserts, making it suitable for business banquets and gatherings of wealthy people.

Each private room has a dedicated waiter who explains each dish, giving the host ample face.

At first, her shop did only average business, but after two months, reservations were required in advance, which made it even more popular with wealthy people.

"What's so good about barbecue?" Yu Peiyan asked critically as she got out of the car. "Eating too much of it is bad for your skin."

“You’ll see once you try it. Last time Lao Jiang brought me here, everyone said it was bad. This isn’t your average barbecue; it’s really delicious. If you’re worried about it being bad for your skin, just eat the dishes and soup. I think they taste better than the place we usually go to,” Cheng Shizhang explained slowly, getting out of the car with his wife and children.

"I don't believe it. What store can do everything well?" Yu Peiyan looked at the store entrance with a critical eye and walked in with a cold face.

Song Xia rents a high-rise office building. She has decorated it with care. From the moment you enter, it's a different scene. You can't feel that this is a shop in an office building at all. It's like a courtyard, with flowing water, koi fish and pine trees.

Seeing his wife's face relax, Cheng Shizhang's smile widened: "Am I right?"

"It's just average, barely watchable."

Arriving at the reserved private room, with its pleasant night view, Cheng Zhili felt her tense mind relax a bit.

What are you eating?

"Dad, light it." Cheng Zhili looked at the magnificent lights, reluctant to look away.

At this moment, Yu Peiyan frowned and said, "Sit properly. What kind of manners are you? No matter whether there are outsiders or not, you can't forget your manners. What did your mother tell you before? If you ignore it occasionally, you might get carried away one day."

Cheng Zhili immediately stopped smiling and sat up straight.

She didn't have many demands on Cheng Zhibo. Cheng Zhibo put down his phone and said, "Mom, it's just our family eating. There's no need for this. Why don't you ever ask me to do this?"

“You’re a boy, so it’s different. As long as you take over the family business in the future, everyone will praise you for being young and promising. Your sister will get married in the future, and when she gets married, she will represent the family’s reputation.”

"Then why doesn't the younger sister just not get married?"

"Of course not. Your mother has worked so hard to raise your sister so that she can marry into a good family."

Cheng Zhili held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but retort: ​​"Mom, is my life plan just about getting married?"

"Otherwise what?" Yu Peiyan looked at her as if it were a matter of course. "You've enjoyed the family's resources, so naturally you should share the burden. If you don't get married, what's the use of learning so many things? Who are you going to show them to?"

"Can't I improve myself? Can't I pursue my own interests? I don't want to live just to get married."

"Marrying someone doesn't guarantee a good life. Only by marrying into a good family can you pursue your interests. Otherwise, look at these migrant workers outside. Do they have time to do what they're interested in? Zhili, I'm doing this for your own good. Would I ever harm you? Don't let my good intentions go to waste."

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