This meal was eaten with trepidation.
Regardless of the reason, Fan's father didn't dwell on the malted milk powder issue anymore. He simply told Fan Xiaofan, "Let's forget about it today. I'll have someone buy some malted milk powder tomorrow. Take it with you when you go to Qingcheng..."
He asked about Fanyun Rock and, upon learning that the young couple were doing well, nodded.
They then asked Fan Xiaofan how things were at the factory, and Fan Xiaofan naturally said that everything was fine and everyone was taking good care of her.
Fan Yunli, who was standing to the side, was engrossed in her mother's words, a blush occasionally creeping onto her face. She had already begun to imagine her marriage to Zhan Yuan'an...
Zhou Xuehua, however, had a poor appetite. She forced herself to appear calm. Her father and the Zhan family were pressuring her, so she had no choice. She had thought she would never look for that person again, but now she had no choice but to look for him.
With her making the arrangements, the Zhan family would have to marry Yunli even if they didn't want to. After all, she was like a high and mighty cloud, able to make decisions with just a word, and was completely different from someone like her who was stuck in the mud.
It was because of her that her life was changed...
This allowed her to rise from a humble village woman in Zhoujia Village to become Madam Fan.
She made up her mind. Yunli was the most important person to her. Since the child was so determined to marry Zhan Yuan'an, she would grant her wish...
Fan Xiaofan kept observing Zhou Xuehua, noticing that she went from being flustered at the beginning to becoming determined as if she had figured something out, just like someone who seemed to have no cards left actually had a trump card hidden away that could determine the outcome of the game.
She couldn't help but whisper to the little lemon in her mind, "What do you think she has up her sleeve?"
Little Lemon, who created the identity, was equally confused: "I don't know, but be careful, it looks kind of scary..."
The next day, accompanied by her father, Fan Xiaofan went to the hospital and saw the same Dr. Jin. After undergoing a physical examination, she received the so-called medicine and left the hospital. She was actually very curious about what Zhou Xuehua was up to...
But Little Lemon firmly believed that a wise person would not stand under a dangerous wall and asked her not to stay there any longer.
Well, she's been out for quite a while now and misses Little Dumpling. But before leaving, she shamelessly asked Factory Director Xin for two tickets. And those Factory Director Fang and President Xu keep staring at her refrigerator. How could they be so shameless?
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Zhou Xuehua waited somewhat restlessly in the magnificent-looking room...
This is a villa.
In this day and age, those who can live comfortably in villas are no ordinary people...
This villa was just one of the houses owned by the person she was going to meet, one that she didn't really care about.
Her hands clasped together nervously.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door finally opened. She instinctively stood up, her voice sounding strange with nervousness: "Y-you, hello..."
The woman, dressed in exquisite attire, glanced at her indifferently and said, "Why do you want to see me?"
Zhou Xuehua looked at the woman, as if time had left no trace on her at all. She looked exactly the same as she had seen more than ten years ago, without even a single wrinkle...
Even if her own daughter, Fan Yunli, stood next to her, she couldn't lie and say that Yunli looked younger than her.
"There's something I need your help with, just this one thing. If you can help me, I promise I'll never appear in front of you again..."
The woman raised her bright red nail polish and scoffed, "Are you threatening me?"
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