Su Liuer had always thought that this body was eighteen years old because when Zhu Daxi saved Liuer, he thought she should be fourteen years old, and this was also the age written on the marriage certificate. So now she is almost nineteen.
But in fact, Liu Wuyou was already fifteen years old when she disappeared. She is exactly twenty years old this year, and her birthday is in half a month.
In half a month, it will be the Chinese New Year.
Liu Wuyou's birthday is the day before New Year's Eve.
This time, Mrs. Liu had already planned to spend the New Year in Longcheng and celebrate Su Liuer's birthday together. Liu Zhaoyuan would also come over at that time.
Mrs. Liu had excitedly told her companion Zhao Qinru about these arrangements early on. Now, looking at the heartwarming scene of loving mother and filial son, she felt not only envy but also intense jealousy.
Why is Su Liuer so lucky?
Even though I have lost everything and fallen from the treetops into the mire, I can still turn around and return to the way I was before without any change!
Why do the daughters who have returned to their ancestral home have such different circumstances?
Su Liuer is loved in every way, but she can only be a tool for marriage!
When they took her back to the Zhao family, they said all the best things to her, saying that she was the only daughter of the Zhao family. What was the result?
What she really wants is not taken into consideration by anyone.
Thinking about this.
Zhao Qinru dug her fingertips into her palms with all her strength. Only the intense pain could keep her in control and prevent her from rushing forward and tearing up the painting in progress.
This harmonious scene was completely destroyed.
Yinling was standing next to Madam Liu, watching her paint. Suddenly, she looked up and saw Zhao Qinru with an unclear expression.
"Miss Zhao is back."
The sound of the silver bell brought back all of Zhao Qinru's sanity, and she smiled and walked forward.
"Auntie, is she painting for cousin Wuyou?"
Madam Liu finished her stroke steadily, then paused and nodded to Zhao Qinru.
"Yes, I can draw you a picture sometime if you like."
Zhao Qinru felt warm in her heart, but it immediately turned more bitter.
Mrs. Liu treats her so well not because she likes her so much, but because she feels sorry for her.
However, Zhao Qinru only had a happy and touched smile on her face. She said with anticipation and joy, "Of course I like it. I've seen my aunt's paintings before, and they're no worse than those of the painters. It would be my honor to have a portrait of her."
Madam Liu smiled and nodded, saying gently, "If you have nothing to do, come sit with us for a while. You can chat with your cousin Wuyou. She can't sit still."
Su Liuer, who was eating snacks, smiled at Zhao Qinru.
Her smile had no meaning; she was just doing it for Madam Liu to see.
But in Zhao Qinru's opinion, she was showing off.
Show off that he has such a good mother like Mrs. Liu.
"Okay, I have nothing to do here. As long as my cousin doesn't mind me being boring, that's fine." Zhao Qinru sat down next to Su Liuer.
Mrs. Liu continued to paint.
Su Liuer continued to eat, and Zhao Qinru actually started chatting with her.
The first thing he did was talk about Chu Mochen.
"Cousin Wuyou, when I ran into you on the street today, I saw a young man with you. Now that I think about it, that young man and I seem to be a good match."
Su Liuer's gaze was still looking forward, making it easier for Madam Liu to paint.
She replied, "You asked about him once when we met on the street, but I didn't answer you because Long Xingtian was around. Now you're asking about him again in front of my mother. What do you mean by that?"
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