On the weekend, Yang Xue slept comfortably until three o'clock in the morning before stretching lazily. Her charming eyes wandered, and she casually glanced at the exquisite but unpopular room. She twisted her waist and got out of bed in a charming manner.

Normally, she should dress herself up beautifully, and then call a group of friends for a relaxing beauty shopping. It is often late at night when she gets home. However, today, Yang Xue only applied a little makeup and put on simple home clothes.

Because today... is the day when her precious son Zhang Ziming comes to see her! Thinking of this, Yang Xue feels slightly unwilling. Although Zhang Ziming has returned to the Zhang family and has been included in the Zhang family's genealogy, this does not mean that

As a mother, she also received corresponding recognition.

On the contrary, Zhang Lingfeng warned her more than once, remember your identity and never try to go further. On the surface, Yang Xue naturally agreed softly and respectfully, but deep down, there was a poisonous snake that kept screaming.

With.

She might be willing to do so! She has been with Zhang Lingfeng for nearly twenty years, and has dedicated all her best youth to this man. But in the eyes of the world, the only mistress of the Zhang family is Chen Lingling. Why is this? Just her.

Met Zhang Lingfeng earlier?

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at the beautiful woman who still has charm in the mirror, Yang Xue felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart. She felt that she was like a ghost locked in the shadows. She could not call herself fair and square.

A man's husband cannot see his son openly. What has she gained after so many years?

It's not that she has never thought about leaving Zhang Lingfeng and starting over, but how can a woman like her live? Even if she finds another man, he may not be as generous as Zhang Lingfeng. She is used to living a life of wealth and wealth, and she has long been unable to let go of her figure. Adapted to the life of ordinary people. Even when she walked to the street and looked at the people who were working hard, going to and from get off work, Yang Xue felt a deep sense of self-satisfaction in her heart. Look at those idiots, they work hard to make money. I can’t even afford my own pair of earrings with the money I got!

At this time, the thought of leaving Zhang Lingfeng would disappear, and Yang Xue would still stick to her underground identity after all.

"Forget it, what are you thinking about?" A delicate smile appeared on Yang Xue's face. It was rare for Ziming to come over, so she had to prepare a sumptuous lunch for him. No matter how good the food outside was, how could it compare with it?

A meal cooked by your mother?

"That's this woman, please prepare yourself later." Qin Muqing watched Yang Xue hurriedly get into the car and whizzed away, and couldn't help but narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I know." Several men who looked like gangsters were rubbing their hands together, with a strange light flashing in their eyes. Hey, actually speaking, although this woman is a little older, she still has charm!

Looking at the expressions of the few gangsters, Qin Muqing understood in her heart, but there was a smile of indifference on her lips. In fact, the worse Yang Xue's situation will be later, the more miserable she will be when she appears as a savior.

Be grateful to yourself, right?

The time slowly moved closer to noon. Half an hour later, Yang Xue's car returned to the garage again. She was walking home in a good mood, carrying a basket full of vegetables.

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Ahem, no more words, just watch my performance tomorrow! Keep an eye on the pot lid and run...

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