Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

Xie's mother was confused as to why Xie Yanran didn't come in even after opening the door for a long time, so she simply followed her.

Before she finished her sentence, her footsteps stopped in place, because standing at the door was none other than Wen Jiuqing whom they had just discussed!

What is she here for? !

Mother Xie's eyes swept across Wen Jiuqing's body. When she saw a certain place, she immediately raised her smile and came to Wen Jiuqing. While kindly pulling her into the room, she said, "Ajiu is here. What are you doing standing at the door? Come in quickly."

What Wen Jiuqing was holding was the invitation, she could tell.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jiuqing regarded Xie Yanran as a friend and even thought of sending her an invitation.

Xie Yanran frowned, said nothing, and then closed the door.

After entering the house, Wen Jiuqing took his hand out of Xie's mother's hand expressionlessly, a chill flashing in his eyes.

Her eyes were focused on Xie Yanran's face with obvious slap marks again, and her eyes became even colder.

Xie's mother didn't realize Wen Jiuqing's discomfort and said to herself, "Sit down quickly, Yanran, and go get Ajiu a glass of water."

Wen Jiuqing refused, "No need."

Xie Yanran didn't force herself and sat next to Wen Jiuqing.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Xie's mother suddenly asked, "Ajiu, why did you come to see Yanran?"

As she spoke, her eyes would occasionally fall on the invitation in Wen Jiuqing's hand.

Those two invitations were like money to her now.

If she could attend Mrs. Zuo's eightieth birthday and meet some noble people there, what would she have to worry about?

Xie's mother stared at the two invitations with burning eyes, and Xie Yanran couldn't bear it and scolded, "Mom!"

They were kind enough to send the invitations themselves, so why was she staring at them like that?

Wen Jiuqing placed the two invitations in Xie Yanran's hands, "Here you go."

These two invitations held great weight in Xie Yanran's hands, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Wen Jiuqing really regarded her as her best friend. At this moment, she felt a little sorry for Wen Jiuqing.

Her mother actually asked her to take advantage of her best friend, how could she do that? !

Xie's mother walked up to Xie Yanran, snatched the invitation from Xie Yanran's hand, and smiled very ugly, "Ajiu, thank you, you are really my Yanran's best friend."

Hearing this, Wen Jiuqing sneered, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

Xie Yanran's face turned red and she felt so embarrassed.

Wen Jiuqing looked at Xie Yanran and patted her trembling hand, "I'm going back first."

Xie Yanran was stunned, "Ah, you just came here, are you going back now?"

To be honest, she didn't want Wen Jiuqing to stay in her home, not because she hated her, but because of her mother.

She could imagine Xie's mother trying to please Wen Jiuqing like a dog in order to join a wealthy family, and she felt very disgusted.

Sometimes she really wonders, why isn't she like her sister who has never been in this world?

Hearing that Wen Jiuqing was leaving, Xie's mother also began to want to keep her, "Yeah, why are you leaving now? Let's stay for a meal before leaving. The sweet and sour pork ribs made by auntie are delicious."

Xie Yanran smiled bitterly.

It had been years since she heard the words sweet and sour pork ribs from Xie's mother.