Chapter 8

It's late autumn. Wearing a thin sweater and a gust of cool wind, Fu Zhiran hugs her arms and goes to the house in a hurry.

"Fu Zhiran."

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the yard, a familiar voice was heard behind her.

She didn't want to pay attention, so she quickened her pace.

But Li Aomei didn't plan to let her go. She ran to catch up with her and stopped in front of her. She looked at her with high spirit. "Can't you see that Rong Yue hates you very much?"

"So what?" Fu Zhiran stops and smiles coldly at Li Aomei.

Slightly chin, even though the aura of the eldest lady is no longer, the aura is still crushing the Li Aomei who was fostered in their family since childhood.

Li Aomei didn't agree with her always high cold and expensive appearance. She tore her face and said to her, "if I were you, I would not stay in Rong's house and never leave."

Fu Zhiran chuckles. Compared with Li Aomei's impetuosity, she seems calm and solemn.

Tone is not urgent, not slow, "just because you are not me, so you can only be cannons, not Rong family grandmothers."

Sharp fight back, straight in Li Aomei's pain, she gritted her teeth, indignant to Fu Zhiran warning: "I have been pregnant with Rongyue's child, you'd better take the initiative to leave Rongyue."

Smell speech, Fu Zhiran eyes flash a touch of surprise, she drooped eyes to see Li Aomei's belly.

I didn't expect that Rong Yue was sincere to Li Aomei.

With his rebellious and cold-blooded temperament, his mind is very careful and terrible. If he didn't want to let Li Aomei into Rong's house, how could she get pregnant.

Li Aomei thought that she was jealous of her. She felt her belly with both hands. "I'm going to be expensive soon, so I advise you to take the initiative to go away before Rong Yue catches up with you."

Fu Zhiran raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth. "Li Aomei, I'm afraid you're the only one who has such a sense of superiority as Xiao San."

Even if her mother depends on her son tomorrow, today's Rong Shao's wife is still Fu Zhiran.

Li Aomei is also immune to Xiao San's abusive words, and she is still elated.

It's like winning.

"Fu Zhiran, do you dare to be so horizontal with me? You can't rely on LAN Jingyan, can you?"

Fu Zhiran didn't want to pay attention to her any more. She raised her feet and walked coldly from her side.

But without two steps, Li Aomei's voice rang out again, "for the sake of growing up together, let me remind you that Lan Jingyan will be engaged to the daughter of chief of staff Jia of a city next month."

Fu Zhiran's steps, involuntarily pause.

Li Aomei's voice rang out again, "Miss Jia is a military doctor. It is said that they got married when they were on a mission together. In the wild, LAN Jingyan was injured. She took care of her for two days and two nights."

Fu Zhiran turned around and sneered, "Li Aomei, I don't know. I thought you were interested in LAN Jingyan."

Then she continued to walk with her feet raised.

The back makes people feel so proud.

Li Aomei gritted her teeth and glared at her jealously.

Fu Zhiran, I will let you have nothing.

Dinner time, we all eat in the dining room, there is no one in the living room, Fu Zhiran secretly congratulated, directly upstairs.

Push open the door, into the room, she was really relieved.

Go to the computer desk and put it down.

Pull back the chair, sit up, look at the photos on the table.

In the photo, the middle-aged man is wearing a military green shirt, in a golden rape field, facing the camera, smiling warmer than the sun.