Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"Bah! The foxy fairy!"

Cursing fiercely in her heart, An Yazhi stared at Mu Wanwan tightly and gritted her teeth secretly.

"That's good."

Ignoring Mu Wanwan's shyness, Mrs. Jiang looked at the servant aside: "Go and bring Miss Mu a bowl of porridge."

"Thank you, aunt."

"fine."

Mrs. Jiang looked calm: "You both have to go to work, so don't miss the time."

"Mom, I've finished eating."

Jiang Beijia wiped the corners of his mouth: "Then I'll leave first."

"do not."

Mrs. Jiang glanced at Mu Wanwan and said, "Miss Mu also has to go to work, so go see her off."

Jiang Beijia couldn't refute Mrs. Jiang's words and nodded: "Okay."

"No."

Mu Wanwan waved her hand: "Auntie, I won't go to the company today."

"Oh? Why is that?"

Jiang Beijia was equally puzzled: "The game is coming soon, what are you still thinking about?"

Mu Wanwan curved her lips and smiled: "I have to visit a senior in the clothing industry today to ask some questions."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang nodded: "Do you need Beijia to send you off?"

"No need."

Mu Wanwan smiled and shook her head: "Secretary Jin beside me is ready and will come to pick me up soon."

"Fine."

Jiang Beijia said nonchalantly: "Then you can eat slowly, I'll go to the company first."

After saying hello to Mrs. Tongjiang, Jiang Beijia left.

There are not many Jiang family members, and Mrs. Jiang doesn't feel lonely with An Yazhi by her side, but the atmosphere seems a bit dull.

What's more, Mu Wanwan was still worried about something, and she ate this meal a little absent-mindedly. She put down her spoon after taking two mouthfuls of porridge.

Mrs. Jiang didn't really want to have unnecessary conversations with Mu Wanwan, so she made an excuse and asked An Yazhi to accompany her to the yoga room.

As soon as she put on her yoga clothes, An Yazhi stood by the window and muttered: "Sister, that Mu Wanwan is gone."

"Oh, I see."

Closing her eyes, Mrs. Jiang enjoyed the stretch and slowly opened her shoulders.

As soon as Mu Wanwan left, An Yazhi couldn't help but complain.

"Sister, you don't know. That Mu Wanwan must have hooked up with Bei Jia last night, because she was wearing a turtleneck this morning."

"I know."

Closing her eyes, Mrs. Jiang continued to practice yoga and said slowly: "Beijia is getting older too. There are some things that you can't take care of if you want."

"But that Mu Wanwan is also a little ungrateful."

An Yazhi was furious: "What a wealthy young lady, she tried to hook up with Beijia like this on the first day she moved in. I'm really worried that Beijia will be taught bad things by her."

Opening her eyes, Mrs. Jiang looked at An Yazhi who looked anxious, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.

"Yazhi, don't forget that I am Beijia's mother."

"Ah...sister, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that."

"okay."

Waving her hands, Mrs. Jiang took a sip of water.

"Don't worry about Beijia anymore. He is my son. I will naturally pave the way for him."

"The rest is not something you, an aunt, should worry about."

"yes."

An Yazhi didn't dare to resist rashly, otherwise she might never see Beijia again.

Since she made such a decision back then, she had already expected it to be like this.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Nodding, An Yazhi smiled flatteringly: "Sister, should we send someone to follow her?"

"What do you want to do?"

An Yazhi said boldly: "This Mu Wanwan has a lot of tricks, so you still have to be careful."

"I don't have to watch anymore."

Passing the water glass over, Mrs. Jiang remained as calm as ever.

"Mu Wanwan is not the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, not now and not in the future."

"So, we don't need to take care of her, do you understand?"

"I understand, sister."