Chapter 1812

Fang Jiamei just wanted to have a good breakfast with Mo Yiheng to fill her stomach before thinking about other things.

Unexpectedly, the actual coincidence simply does not allow.

Looking at the gentle woman in front of her, Fang Jiamei held Mo Yiheng's hand tightly.

Lin Qingwan stepped forward, looked at Fang Jiamei and smiled: "When did Jiamei come back? Why didn't she come home?"

The woman in front of her was Fang Shaozhong's real wife. She was wearing a purple dress with her hair tied behind her head. Even though she was old, she also had a certain elegance, revealing an elegant temperament all over her body.

Fang Jiamei felt disgusted when she saw the fake smile on her face. Before she could speak, the man beside her had already helped her: "Mrs. Fang, what a coincidence."

Lin Qingwan looked at Mo Yiheng, and nodded gracefully: "So it's Young Master Mo. I didn't believe her father told me that you were married before. When are you going to hold the wedding?"

Fang Jiamei really didn't want to hear such a hypocritical greeting from her. She was more vicious than anyone else behind her back, but she pretended to be a gentle stepmother.

Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes and curled his lips symbolically, "See what Jiamei means."

He has met Lin Qingwan a few times, this woman is very elegant and does everything well, but after listening to Fang Jiamei's description of their family, he also knows that these superficial goodness are just hypocrisy maintained.

Lin Qingwan wore a brand-name bag on her wrist, followed by two servants, carrying some breakfast in her hands, she looked at Fang Jiamei and smiled, "Can you think that marrying Young Master Mo is your blessing, or arrange the marriage early, Only when you settle down can your father rest assured."

Fang Jiamei looked at her coldly, and said sarcastically, "Oh? Could it be that he still cares about me? It's really strange."

As if she didn't expect her to finish saying this in public, Lin Qingwan's face froze, she glanced at Mo Yiheng and smiled: "What you said, you are your father's daughter, how could he not care?"

Fang Jiamei couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and looked to the other side, "Stop joking, there are no outsiders here, there is no need to act, I know better than anyone how my father treats me, if he is really good to me, why not Reveal my identity?"

Fang Jiamei looked directly into her twinkling eyes, "If he had revealed my identity earlier, would it take me so many years to be scolded as a wild child?"

it is good?
Heh, Fang Shaozhong would only think of her as a daughter when he used her.

Mo Yiheng looked sideways at her eyebrows, and held her hand tightly.

Seeing Mo Yiheng's distress for her, Lin Qingwan naturally didn't say much, her face was a little tense, but she still smiled embarrassedly: "Your brother is back, he likes to eat breakfast here, I'll buy it for him , since you are back, take the time to go home."

After speaking, he took the two servants and left.

Fang Jiamei lowered her head slowly, feeling sad for a moment.

Mo Yiheng hugged her shoulders, "Let's go to eat."

Fang Jiamei nodded and followed him upstairs.

But the mood was gone, and I didn't eat much, but my heart was extremely congested.

Every time she sees this woman, she feels uncomfortable.

Mo Yiheng took her back to the company, looked at her depressed state and comforted her: "Don't spoil your mood for some irrelevant people, they are nothing."

Fang Jiamei blinked, looked at him, pulled her lips, grabbed the hem of his clothes and said in a low voice: "Do you think I'm hypocritical? Actually, think about it, my mother...is a third party, I see She shouldn't be like this."

(End of this chapter)

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