rich concubine

Chapter 2677 The Humble Mother

The tit-for-tat confrontation since childhood has made it impossible for the two sisters to get along and talk to each other as usual. What they say is always soft and hard.

They looked at each other speechlessly, only cold.

Jiang Shuyuan didn't want to talk to her anymore. Nine out of ten of her words were lies, and she wouldn't be willing to do it until her skin dropped.

But judging from every word she took the initiative today, it was obvious that she was the one who was anxious first.

Jiang Shuyuan drank tea, twirled her bracelet, and was bored.

At this moment, several voices came from the door, it was the ladies coming.

The ladies inside stood up one after another, smiling at the door and waiting.

I saw the eldest princess coming in with the eldest wife, the third wife, the fourth wife, and some handsome ladies. These people should be the mistresses of the wealthy young men outside, right?
The lobby became quiet, and the pretty flowers stood on one side, with reserved expressions and dignified postures.

As soon as the ladies came in and saw this scene, they all smiled.

Young and vigorous, charming and charming, people who look at her will be happy in their hearts.

Especially since these girls all have the surname Jiang, they have high status and should not be underestimated.

Rong Yi and Ru Yi also followed the eldest princess, and their postures were naturally superior. They had experienced ups and downs and were in charge of the family, so their own power and magnanimity were naturally extraordinary.

There is still a difference when standing next to these flowers that have not yet bloomed.

Jiang Shuyuan watched the two sisters-in-law come in, and saw their calmness and ease in front of all the ladies, and couldn't help but feel envious.

When will she be able to have the magnanimity of these two sisters-in-law and be able to get along with these ladies freely?
Jiang Shuyi looked at her mother and saw her silent appearance among these people, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

My mother seemed to be like this in many places, so silent and without a sense of presence, but she was clearly not like this in front of him.

She obviously loves to talk and laugh a lot. Of course she laughs now, but she laughs as if she said something insignificant.

She saw that her mother had tried her best to integrate into this group, but she seemed out of place. She had the energy that other ladies did not have, and she also did not have the nobility that other ladies seemed to have from birth.

Suddenly I remembered that when I was a child, when I was learning etiquette, my mother was very strict with me. She had never been a lady, but she was determined to cultivate herself into a lady who could not be faulted.

Whenever I have a small achievement, my mother is the happiest, and it is only at this time that I feel more relieved.

Because, at this time, my mother's smile is sincere.

She forced herself to be the perfect daughter and perfect girl for more than ten years, but only later did she realize that everything was just sugar-coated cannonballs. No one knew better than herself that deep down she hated those fake things. , she only remembered touching a bow and arrow once when she was a child, and she became very interested in it. She tried to pull the bow, but she couldn't do it.

She quietly went to the warehouse every day to take out the bow and arrow. She tried to pull it open, failed, tried again, failed again, tried again, until she shot the arrow steadily on the door panel, and her mother finally discovered her. All the hard work these days, and then the rage, she watched her mother cut off her favorite bow and arrow, and then... she never touched it again.

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(End of this chapter)