Su Xiangwan relaxed her breath and took a bath. She changed into a long sleeve home dress with a collar. Her hair was blown dry and spread out, which covered all the traces on her body.
"Are you up, ma'am?"
"Rong Ma, get up."
Rong's mother looked at her smile vaguely: "Mr. told me to let you eat breakfast before you leave, the driver will wait for you outside."
"Oh Rong Ma, I'm at home today. There's no part for me these two days
After that, Su looked into the living room again and didn't see his figure. Some uneasy mouth way: "Mu Beiting left?"
"Sir left at five o'clock. There seems to be an important meeting."
Su Xiangwan relaxed, and the whole person was at ease.
After breakfast, Su Xiangwan took "two cakes" around the yard for a while, and then nestled on the sofa in the living room upstairs to read the script.
It's a nice day today. The sunshine outside the window is excellent.
The whole living room is warm, the breeze is not dry, especially comfortable.
But at about ten o'clock in the morning, there was a loud noise downstairs, which made her lift her head slightly.
After a while, a woman in a White Chiffon Dress came up the stairs and gradually entered Su Xiangwan's sight.
A woman in her early twenties, with black hair and pointed chin, has a striking appearance, and her looks can be regarded as excellent.
Su thought about it with her head tilted in the evening. She felt that she was a little familiar.
But for a long time, I didn't remember where I had seen her.
After the woman saw her, she was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, she turned to the downstairs and said, "how can she be here?"
When Rong Ma heard the news, she quickly followed up.
He immediately pulled the woman's sleeve and whispered, "Jiaqing, this is the wife."
The woman's face changed abruptly, and she said in a shrill voice, "what lady?"
Rong's mother frowned and repeated, "this is the wife."
"Which lady? Whose wife! Where are you from, ma'am
The woman's mood becomes extremely excited for a time, the fundus of her eyes is stained with resentment.
Su Xiangwan still maintained the previous posture, because the light was very sufficient, and even could see the foam flying out of the woman's mouth.
Rong's mother sighed, "Jiaqing, your husband is married, and Miss Su is your husband's wife."
Su Xiangwan tilted her head, pulled her cheek, and leaned against the corner of the sofa, lazily watching the excitement.
She still didn't remember who the woman was in front of her.
However, it seems that he has an affair with Mu Beiting.
To be honest, this woman is not as distinctive as Zhao Xinning, otherwise she would not have remembered where she had seen her for a long time.
The woman turned her head and looked at Su Xiangwan.
She was wearing a suit of household clothes, with a thin blanket on her legs, and fruit tea and some cakes on the tea table.
The eyes were red in an instant.
He walked quickly to Su Xiangwan and said, "have you and your husband got the marriage certificate?"
Su Xiangwan looked at her faintly: "have something to do with you?"
"Of course it is!"
Su Xiangwan chuckled and asked, "what's the matter?"
The woman was speechless for a moment.
"Mu Beiting has made your stomach bigger?"
With that, Su Xiangwan's eyes fell on her stomach.
"Or is he always abandoning you?"
"You don't care what it has to do with me! What is your trick, sir? How could he get a marriage certificate with a woman like you! He can't marry a woman like you