Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Wanqing nodded, the joyful smile on her small face did not hide her liking for this dress at all.

"like very much."

"As long as you like it."

Yan Wanqing had a question, "Why did you think of ordering a dress for me?"

The dress is so delicately stitched and embroidered that there is not a week that cannot be made.

A week ago, Yan Xuehui didn't seem to have invited her to the dinner party.

Seeing Yan Wanqing's dazed face, Jiang Mo didn't tell her the reason, "You'll find out later."

"All right!"

Yan Wanqing shrugged and didn't ask any more questions.

Since Jiang Mo doesn't want to say it, let's treat it as a surprise in the future.

It was getting late, Jiang Mo took Yan Wanqing to pick up Chen Molin, and they went to Yan's house together.

Yan Jing held a birthday party for his daughter for the first time, and he attached great importance to it. A ribbon was hung at the door, and Yan Xuehui's birthday greetings were written on the banner.

Chen Molin curled her lips, afraid of making Yan Wanqing unhappy, so she didn't say anything.

Yan Xuehui greeted people at the door. Today she was wearing a white tutu skirt, her hair was tied up and a crown was on, she looked like a princess.

In fact, if you look closely, she even puts on makeup.

She is the protagonist tonight, so naturally she can't be suppressed by others, especially Yan Wanqing, she wants to let her aura make Yan Wanqing feel inferior.

Yan Xuehui saw Yan Wanqing running over happily, "Wanqing, you're here."

Yan Xuehui wanted to show off her attire, but when she saw Yan Wanqing's attire, she felt jealous.

After staying in Haishi for so long, she has seen and bought a lot of good clothes.

She had never seen a dress with the exact same style as Yan Wanqing's dress, but she had seen one with the same material. The price of that dress was more than 1000 yuan.

Yan Jing loved her for what he loved, and would never buy her such expensive clothes.

Moreover, Yan Wanqing's appearance without makeup turned out to be extraordinarily good-looking.

Yan Xuehui's face was distorted with jealousy, and she couldn't be happy, she pulled the corners of her lips, "When I gave you the invitation letter, I was afraid that you wouldn't come to my birthday party."

Yan Wanqing looked at Yan Xuehui's face that was trying to maintain a steady face, with a half-smile, "How could it be?"

"There are so many mosquitoes here, let's go inside the house!"

Yan Xuehui went to grab Yan Wanqing's hand, but Yan Wanqing avoided it early.

It's no good for her to avoid physical contact with Yan Xuehui.

Yan Xuehui was a little embarrassed, "Wanqing..."

Yan Wanqing walked into the room without turning her eyes.

Yan Jing greeted Yan Xuehui's classmates inside.

He had a friendly smile on his face.

After taking off the cold white coat, he is an ordinary father.

Yan Wanqing's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she could not clearly see the thoughts in her eyes.

Yan Xuehui ran in from behind, and held Yan Jing's arm as if declaring sovereignty, "Father, look, who did I invite?"

Yan Jing was very happy to see Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, you are here too!"

"Isn't Uncle Yan welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome, why not welcome?"

Yan Jing was so happy to see Yan Wanqing. He saw the food on the table next to him and said, "There is still a while before the birthday party. Do you want to eat something to fill your belly?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Yan Xing, who was standing on the stairs, saw Yan Wanqing and ran down all the way, and he stood obediently beside Yan Jing.

Yan Jing introduced, "This is my son Yan Xing."

"Hello."

Yan Wanqing's eyes were full of strangeness, Yan Xing asked hurtfully, "Sister Wanqing, don't you know me?"

"remember."

What Yan Wanqing said was remembering, not knowing.

Yan Xing has now started to learn words.

He is very smart, he can hear the distance between these two words, he hangs his head in disappointment.

Yan Wanqing developed some compassion, but she cruelly ignored it.

Yan Jing noticed the awkward atmosphere between them, so he quickly changed the subject. He looked at the little girl beside Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, this is?"

"My sister, Chen Molin."

Chen Molin covered her stomach with her hands, and grabbed Yan Wanqing's arm, "Sister Wanqing, I'm a little hungry."

"I'll accompany you to eat."

Yan Jing stared at Yan Wanqing's back, it was not his illusion, Yan Wanqing hated him very much.

No, to be precise, she hates the Yan family very much.

Her attitude towards him, Yan Xing and Yan Xuehui was very cold, but why?

Has he offended Yan Wanqing?

Chen Molin took a piece of delicate cake, "Sister Wanqing, is that man just now your father and brother?"

"No."

No?

But Chen Molin just heard Yan Xuehui call that man's father.

In the next second, Yan Wanqing said coldly: "It's just a man who provided tadpoles."

Chen Molin, "..."

Angry words, this must be angry words.

Yan Wanqing kept looking around the living room, and soon Tao Qianqian also came, she was obviously well-dressed.

It's just that compared with Yan Xuehui, she is a little inferior.

Yan Wanqing saw two people holding hands, she didn't know what they were plotting.

"Molin, you eat first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"go Go!"

Chen Molin is a snack foodie, she can't walk when she sees food.

……

in the bathroom
Yan Xuehui dragged Tao Qianqian in.

"Did you see Yan Wanqing just now?"

"Of course I did."

If Yan Xuehui hadn't grabbed her, she would have rushed to tear her mouth open.

"Remember what I told you?"

Tao Qianqian said bitterly: "Don't worry, these days, I have rehearsed countless times in my mind to prevent Yan Wanqing from making a fool of herself in front of everyone, so I won't be called Tao Qianqian."

Yan Xuehui's purpose tonight is not to make Yan Wanqing look ugly, but to make Yan Jing and Yan Xing disappointed in Yan Wanqing.

Even if she entered Yan's house, she would not be liked by Yan Jing and Yan Xing.

"Don't screw this up."

"I'm Tao Qianqian, don't worry."

Yan Xuehui didn't know much about Tao Qianqian, how could she feel at ease?
But now I can only pray that I find teammates who are not pigs.

After the two left, the bathroom door opened, Yan Wanqing calmly stroked the folds of her skirt, and left as if nothing had happened.

She went to the backyard to find Jiang Mo.

"Where's my bag?"

"What do you want to pack?"

"Someone needs props for acting. As the protagonist, I have to cooperate."

When Jiang Mo saw the little girl's malicious smile, he knew she was ready.

"If you need my help, just ask."

Yan Wanqing thought for a while, "Let the women resolve the war between women themselves!"

"it is good."

Jiang Mo looked at Yan Wanqing fondly.

He gave her the chance to grow on her own.

Yan Wanqing's woven bag matched this outfit very well. When Yan Xuehui saw Yan Wanqing again, she noticed her bag, but she didn't notice the difference between her front and back.