Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1937

Miss Zhao?Lan Xi stopped abruptly, and looked back at Lu Zhaoming with sharp eyes that she didn't realize.

"What do you mean by cousin?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of asking, don't think too much about it." Lu Zhaoming smiled slightly, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he was handsome, and his smile was gentle and gentle.

Lan Xi smiled suddenly, "My mother has a good relationship with Mrs. Zhao. I have known Zhao Jiamin since childhood, and Ah Hao is no exception."

"Really?" Lu Zhaoming was noncommittal, "Brothers and sisters, go slowly."

He nodded, turned and walked into the elevator.

Lan Xi turned around and walked towards the gate, but the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Her intuition told her that there was something in Lu Zhaoming's words, but she couldn't ask more, maybe this was a trick he set for Lu Hao.

Who doesn't know that the eldest family of the Lu family is at odds with the second room, the eldest room has been coveting the property in the second room's hands for a long time, and can do anything.

For Lan Xi, the only difference between before and after marriage is more communication.

Since Lu Hao started to take charge of the group, he has gone out to socialize more often. He usually has to bring a female companion to attend receptions and banquets. As his wife, Lan Xi naturally does his part.

In addition, Mrs. Lu often drinks tea and plays cards with her sisters. Apart from jewelry and brand-name bags and clothes, the rest of the ladies' daily pastime is to compare their sons, daughter-in-laws, and grandsons. Everything will come in handy.

Lanxi married Lu Hao, and the Lan family married the Lu family. It was a strong alliance, and no one in the circle would be jealous.

Mrs. Lu especially likes to take Lanxi out to socialize, so that she will have more face among those plastic sisters.

In the Lu family's mansion, in the back garden, several noble ladies were sitting and chatting. Lan Xi sat next to Mrs. Lu, listening to their chatting, occasionally interjecting a few words.

She herself is a fashion designer, so she has done a lot of research on clothes, jewelry and bags, which suits the appetite of these noble ladies.

Compared with Lan Xi's smart and sensible, those noble ladies whose sons are married can't help but think of their daughter-in-law, and they can't help but feel unbalanced.

Gentle and virtuous, with a prominent family background, Lanxi has been taken over by him. That kid from the Lu family is really lucky.

Seeing that the servant brought new hot tea, Lan Xi got up and helped the ladies' cups to be filled.

"If I had a daughter-in-law like Lanxi, I would wake up laughing from my dreams." Mrs. Zhou sighed.

"Auntie, don't praise me, I'll be proud." Lan Xi smiled, "I met Jiaqi in the cooking training class last time, and she learned cooking just to show filial piety to you."

The others immediately said: "Jiaqi is really filial, there are really too few daughters-in-law who are willing to cook now."

"I told her not to learn, but she insisted on not listening." Mrs. Zhou smiled.

The person sitting across from her snorted coldly, "We don't lack the money to hire a chef, so we don't need a daughter-in-law to cook. Those who don't know think we are the mother-in-law of such a harsh daughter-in-law."

Everyone knew that her daughter-in-law was of ordinary background, ordinary in appearance, and she didn't have the temperament of a lady, but her son liked it, and she wanted to marry her. She was so angry that she almost severed relations with her son.

However, she is just such a son, and the relationship cannot be severed. At most, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good.

Everyone usually walks close and knows her temper. Someone came out to smooth things over, "I heard that your daughter-in-law is pregnant. How many months has it been?"

Mrs. Li's expression turned pale, "It's been three months."

Someone lamented, "Think about how quickly life goes by, getting married, having a baby, a son marrying a wife, and a grandson being born. Decades have passed like this, and we are getting old."

No woman is willing to admit that she is old, but time is not forgiving.

Everyone's topic shifted to the children in an instant, and Lan Xi couldn't get in the conversation, so she sat and listened to them.

But in the end she was not spared, someone suddenly shifted the conversation to her, "Xiaoxi, when do you plan to have a child?"

(End of this chapter)