Why did he leave such a good wife to marry that unlucky girl, Qiao Shanshan?
Grandma was right. Ever since Qiao Shanshan entered the family, the Yang family has been plagued by bad luck.
He had a vague feeling that everything Qiao Wanyue had now should belong to the Yang family.
He stared intently at the people on stage, a scene that Zhou Wenwen witnessed.
She clenched her fists, biting her lip until it bled, before she could suppress her anger.
Qiao Wanyue, what makes her so special!
"Zhou Wenwen," He Xiaoman scolded in a low voice.
Zhou Wenwen's spine twitched.
He instinctively shrank back.
He Xiaoman scoffed and leaned close to her ear, "I don't care what you're thinking, but on the surface, you're Dazhuang's woman. If you have any feelings for other men, I'll send you back to your parents' home."
Zhou Wenwen bit her lip tightly, "Grandma, I didn't."
He Xiaoyi gave Yang Huaiyuan a meaningful look and snorted coldly.
ungrateful wretch.
"It's best if there isn't one."
Zhou Wenwen reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
Staring intently at the person on stage, a face flashed through my mind.
She has no right to interfere with Yang Huaiyuan, but someone else does.
A hint of malice flashed in his eyes.
Qiao Wanyue spoke eloquently on stage.
The brigade leader and Secretary Guo looked at him with gentle expressions, as if he were their own child.
Unlike people her age, Qiao Wanyue possessed an unusual calmness and rationality.
If this trend continues, great fortune is sure to follow.
The meeting lasted three hours and ended quite late, but everyone's faces were filled with happiness and hope for the future.
On the way back, Lu Rong walked slowly, his gaze fixed on one direction.
Lu Xingxing led her daughter by the hand toward their thatched cottage.
The two figures, one tall and one short, looking back together, create a heartwarming scene.
"Mom, let's go back." Sister-in-law Lu patted Lu Rong on the shoulder.
He Xiaoman walked to the side, leaning on her cane, and sighed, "Rong, let's go home."
Lu Rong withdrew his gaze, his eyes filled with hurt.
I was dragged home like a walking corpse.
*
The "Little Fish Pastry" workshop is scheduled to open in four days, after the building is completed.
The team headquarters' rooms were already roughly in shape, but cleaning up the trash and painting would take several days. Mo Li and his construction team worked day and night, and completed the handover ceremony for the houses two days before the opening.
The captain stared blankly at the walls painted with white paint and decorated with several large fish.
"Old Mo, what is this?" The captain rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.
There was a mural on the outside of the wall. He didn't quite recognize the things on the wall. Judging from the shape, it looked like a huge fish, but it was blue and had a disc with many feet underneath.
Mo Li smiled and said, "It was drawn by our old partner; he's good at this."
The captain was speechless; he had never seen anything so beautiful.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo."
Mo Li didn't stand on ceremony, "No need to thank me, just give me some meat for lunch."
Mo Li has a strange temper; she doesn't want a salary, she just demands more meat to eat.
There was no meat in that meal, and her face would droop all day.
She has meat at every meal, and even if she encounters an idiot, she can just smile and let it go.
The captain finally realized that Old Mo was a glutton.
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