Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

Madam Yu completely lost her patience, "Xu'er, you go out."

The contempt and impatience on her face could no longer be hidden, Mrs. Jian blushed and felt ashamed.

"Yes." Zhong Mingxu coughed, pleaded guilty, and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he couldn't help but take another look at that beautiful figure.

So smart, so cunning, so...cute!

Old Mrs. Jian was already trembling with anger, her face was flushed, she got up and was about to leave.

Mrs. Yu tried her best to comfort her, repeatedly persuaded him to stay, and hinted that she had something to say, so she forced him to stay.

The two daughters of the Yu family knew how to read people's eyes. Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, they hurriedly came out and said with a smile, "Grandmother, this is our sister's birthday gift. I wish grandma a blessing like the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan."

It is a set of clothes made by the two of them by themselves, including the jacket, coat, skirt, etc. They chose royal blue, with flower and grass patterns, which is quite ingenious.

"Okay, okay." Mrs. Yu was very happy, smiling all over her face.

Song Shuhui also quickly blessed her and gave her a gift, "Grandmother, this is Huier's wish. I wish my grandmother will live forever."

They are a pair of thick satin shoes, with the characters of longevity, brown and blue, with a huge pearl on the toe, full of brilliance, dense stitches, exquisite and unparalleled, it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent on them.

Seeing Mrs. Jian, she couldn't help boasting, "Good craftsmanship."

Sure enough, she did not choose the wrong person. This future daughter-in-law is not only dignified, but also an outstanding female celebrity with a clever mind. She will be a good mistress in the future.

Song Shuhui blushed, and lowered her head shyly, "Don't dare, I heard that Miss Jian's double-sided embroidery is amazingly talented, I wonder if I have a chance to ask for advice."

Jian Qingyu's eyebrows twitched, but she didn't say anything.Mrs. Jian gave her a sidelong glance, held Song Shuhui's hand and looked at it for a long time, then smiled lovingly, "Of course, it will be long in the future."

Qingxue felt a little strange looking at their mother and daughter-in-law's filial appearance.

This future stepmother seems to be as dignified as an ordinary rich lady, but there is always something she can't say that she can't like.

A lady suggested with a smile, "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't you show off your talents and celebrate the old lady's birthday?"

This suggestion has received everyone's response. All the daughters usually do not leave the house, and only on such occasions can they show up. In order to obtain a satisfactory marriage, they naturally spared no effort to show off.

The noble ladies also took the opportunity to hold hands and pick a good wife for their marriageable son. The two parties had their own needs, so naturally they hit it off.

All the ladies showed off their strengths, taking turns playing the piano, painting, and composing poems, creating a lively scene.

Jian Qingyu and Jian Qingyun played the piano by themselves, and painted by the other. They got together and won applause. The two looked at each other with a smile, and they were both carefully cultivated talents.

Jian Qingyun looked at Qingxue with ill intentions, and sneered coldly, "Second Sister, it's your turn, don't let us down."

This second sister is mediocre in everything, not as good-looking as her, not as talented as the eldest sister, but everyone likes her more, I really don't understand what these women think?

Can the descendants be more noble than them?

Qingxue thought for a while, and splashed ink to write a picture, except for the words, she really couldn't get anything out of it.

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post, there is no one left alone. It's already dusk to worry about alone, with wind and rain. I don't want to fight for spring, and I'm jealous of all the beauty. Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."