Chapter 110: The Rich Woman’s Meeting

Chapter 110

The second day Qi Mo went on a business trip.

Sheng Mumu was invited to Su Tingran's house to get her beauty treatment done.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Qian also came along.

The four women wore the same spa robes and face masks, lying on separate beds.

Four beauticians sat next to them, skillfully massaging their heads professionally.

Since she started her flower shop business, Sheng Mumu had not purely enjoyed wealthy housewife life for a long time.

The beautician removed the face mask from her face and put a hot towel over it.

The steam brought extreme comfort.

Then the beauticians left the beauty room one after another to prepare essential oils for the full body spa later.

They also left space for the ladies.

The beauticians who often provided home beauty services for wealthy madams knew well.

The beauty spa was just an excuse. What these ladies loved most when getting together was the time to chat and complain.

When there were only the four of them left in the room, Mrs. Qian pushed herself up from the bed and patted the bed angrily, “I’m so fed up!”

Her loud voice startled Sheng Mumu, who was attending such a group beauty event for the first time.

She blinked in shock.

She thought something serious had happened.

Just as she was about to ask “What happened, Mrs. Qian?”, she shut up instantly when she saw Su Tingran and Mrs. Sun's reactions.

Su Tingran took the tea pot from the small tea table beside her and poured flower tea into four cups.

Mrs. Sun took out a fruit platter and some melon seeds from the small fridge even more skillfully and put them on the tea table.

Then the two of them quietly looked at Mrs. Qian.

Their eyes said: Go ahead, Mrs. Qian.

Sheng Mumu was stunned by the scene.

Silence speaks louder than words now.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her surprise, and silently joined the melon-eating and complaining team.

She also indicated with her eyes: Go ahead. I'm ready too.

Mrs. Qian took a sip of the flower tea, clutched her fist and started complaining,

“Old Qian has been saying he would take me on a honeymoon in the UK ever since before we got married. He made it sound so nice. I even started learning spoken English for travel in advance, worrying that I might have trouble shopping there...”

Mrs. Sun and Su Tingran seemed to have heard this story many times. When Mrs. Qian paused, they did not ask further questions.

Sheng Mumu, a newbie who had stumbled into a high-level quest, was confused and asked, “So what happened?”

“I'm used to it. Out of 365 days a year, he is away from home for about 300 days.”

Mrs. Sun's relaxed brows furrowed again. She asked caringly, "So busy? I'm not making random guesses, but aren't you worried that he might have found a mistress abroad? Have you investigated?"

Sheng Mumu was also intrigued by Mrs. Sun's words.

She knew Su Tingran's husband was always overseas but didn't know his homecoming frequency was so low.

Su Tingran always had a smile on her face and never complained about her husband in front of her.

Turned out she kept all the bitterness to herself.

She held Su Tingran's hand worriedly.

The two women exchanged a look. Su Tingran slowly said,

"Before we got married, he told me that due to the nature of his job, he couldn't always be with me,"

"I understand and accept it."

"I thought things would slowly get better after his overseas trade projects got on track in two or three years."

"But year after year, after year..."

"I also don't know for sure if he has someone else abroad. If a man wants to deceive, you can't get the truth from asking."

"And I don't want to secretly investigate him either. After all, there is still marital affection between us. If I go that far, it would mean I don't trust him."

Su Tingran's expression grew heavier and heavier, her eyes reddened as she forced out a smile.

Sheng Mumu tightened her grip on Su Tingran's hand and suddenly asked,

"Tingran, when is he coming back to Beijing next time?"

Su Tingran looked up blankly, "Well... it should be around the New Year."

"Hmm..." Sheng Mumu murmured thoughtfully, biting her lip, "Then I'll borrow the reason of paying New Year's greetings to come to your house and take a look. My judgement of people is quite accurate."

A touch of delight appeared in Su Tingran's eyes. "Okay, Mumu. Thank you."

Sheng Mumu said, "Psh, we are sisters. What's with the thanks?"

After Su Tingran's topic ended, Mrs. Qian and Mrs. Sun looked over at the same time.

Mrs. Qian said, "Mrs. Qi, what about you? Feel free to vent. We sisters will think of ways to help you."

Mrs. Sun said, "Right, what married woman doesn't have complaints about her husband? They just force themselves to endure. Go ahead, what are your grievances, Mrs. Qi?"

Sheng Mumu was stunned, "..."

The atmosphere was gradually becoming strange now.

If she couldn't badmouth Qi Mo, it would seem a bit petty.

But if she forced it, she wouldn't know what to complain about.

Her eyes rolled as she thought for a long time. Finally she came up with something.

She shook her head and slapped her thigh with a sigh, "Oh, our Old Qi—"