You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

The second day of Qi Mo's business trip.

Sheng Mumu was invited by Su Tingran to have a beauty treatment at home.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Qian also came together.

The four of them were wearing the same bathrobe and the same mask, lying on separate beds.

Four beauticians sat next to them, fingering skillfully and professionally doing head massage.

Sheng Mumu hadn't enjoyed the life of a lady purely like this for a long time since she started to work in the flower shop business.

The beautician took off the mask on her face and put a hot towel on it.

Steaming and very comfortable.

Then the beauticians left the beauty room one after another to adjust the essential oil for the whole body spa later.

By the way, leave room for a few ladies.

They, who often provide door-to-door beauty services for the wealthy Kuotai, know it well.

The beauty spa is just a pretense, what these ladies love most when they get together is nothing more than gossiping.

When there were only four of them left in the room, Mrs. Qian sat up with her hands on her hands, beat the bed, and said angrily:

"I've had enough!"

The volume was so loud that Sheng Mumu, who participated in a group beauty event for the first time, was shocked.

He opened his eyes and looked over.

I thought something serious happened.

Just about to ask "What happened to Mrs. Qian", but after seeing the actions of Ting Ran and Mrs. Sun, she fell silent for an instant.

Su Tingran picked up the teapot from the small tea table next to him and poured scented tea into the four cups.

Mrs. Sun took out a plate of fruit platter and melon seeds from the small refrigerator more skillfully, and put them on the coffee table.

Afterwards, the two looked at Mrs. Qian quietly.

She said with her eyes: Let's start, Mrs. Qian.

This scene stunned Sheng Mumu.

The silence speaks.

She took a deep breath, pressed surprise, and silently joined the team of complaining.

Also use eyes to show: Let's start, I'm ready too.

Mrs. Qian took a sip of scented tea, clenched her fists and began to complain:

"My family's old Qian said that he would go to England for honeymoon with me before we got married, and he said it well. Fortunately, I learned spoken English for tourism in advance, and I was worried that it would be inconvenient to buy things at that time..."

Mrs. Sun and Su Tingran seemed to have heard this story many times, and did not pursue it when Mrs. Qian paused.

Sheng Mumu, who entered the advanced dungeon by mistake as a novice, looked blank and asked, "What's the result?"

"The result?" Mrs. Qian frowned, "The result is that now the son of the fuck is going to learn multiplication and division, and there is no sign of the honeymoon."

"Hey--"

After Mrs. Qian finished speaking, Ran and Mrs. Sun sighed heavily in unison.

Sheng Mumu: "..."

After Mrs. Qian complained, Mrs. Sun took the baton, pulled Sheng Mumu's arm, and asked:

"Do you know what annoys my grandson the most?"

Sheng Mumu blinked in doubt: "Uh...every bit?"

Mrs. Sun: "..."

Su Tingran smiled and gave Sheng Mumu a white look, "Mumu, be serious."

"Oh." Sheng Mumu nodded slowly, her expression suddenly serious, and she looked at Mrs. Sun, "Which point?"

Mrs. Sun sighed, and said with a melancholy face:

"Old Sun, he never wears a wedding ring when he goes out. What do you mean by him? Isn't he trying to get angry with me?"

Mrs. Qian showed a very serious expression:

"That's not okay. There are so many goblins out there. If he doesn't reveal his identity as a married man, isn't he just saying "come to hook me up"?"

Mrs. Sun echoed: "Is that right, you think so too?"

Mrs. Qian: "This is a big matter, and it must be taken seriously."

The more Mrs. Sun thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she even wanted to go home immediately to catch her husband and question him carefully.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted her train of thought.

"Is there a possibility that he has gained weight and the ring is too tight?"

Sheng Mumu forked a strawberry into his mouth and said casually.

Middle-aged men will gain weight.

Uh, no, not rigorous enough.

It's because most middle-aged men will gain weight, and if there is a small poke, the body management is not bad, such as that one.

The figure of the man who was on a business trip far away in Hong Kong City suddenly appeared in his mind, and Sheng Mumu looked away guiltily.

Take a sip of tea.

Hearing what Sheng Mumu said, Mrs. Sun's eyes lit up when she discovered Huadian.

"Hiss~ Old Sun has gained ten catties this year, it is indeed possible..."

Mrs. Qian was also thoughtful and helped Mrs. Sun think about whether this possibility was possible.

The more Mrs. Sun thought about it, the more she felt that she had wronged her husband. Finally, she let out a frown and let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Mrs. Sun was no longer worried, Mrs. Qian passed the conversation to Su Tingran and asked:

"Mrs. Song, what about you, is Mr. Song still abroad?"

Su Tingran heard the words and slowly lowered his eyes, his shoulders sank slightly.

After a while, the corners of his mouth curved into a forced arc.

"I'm used to it, 360 days a year, almost [-] days away from home."

Mrs. Sun frowned again with her previously relaxed brows, and asked with concern:

"Is it that busy? It's not that I'm speculating randomly. You're not worried that he's looking for a younger one outside? Didn't you check?"

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

She knew that Ting Ran's husband was always abroad, but she didn't know that her husband came home so infrequently.

Ting Ran smiled every day, and never complained about her husband's bad behavior in front of her.

It turned out that I just kept all the bitterness to myself.

She held Su Tingran's hand worriedly.

The two exchanged a look, and Su Tingran spoke slowly:

"Before we got married, he told me that the nature of his work determined that he couldn't always be by my side,"

"I understand and accept it."

"I thought that after two or three years, his foreign trade projects will be smooth and will gradually get better."

"But three years and three years, three years and three years..."

"I'm not sure if he has someone else outside. If a man intends to deceive, he won't be able to answer the question."

"I don't want to investigate him in private. After all, the relationship between husband and wife is still there. If you do that, you won't trust him."

Su Tingran's expression became more and more serious, his eyes were red, and he suppressed a smile.

Sheng Mumu held her hand and tightened it a little, and asked suddenly:

"Listen to Ran, when will he come back to Beijing next time?"

Su Tingran raised his eyes in a daze, "Well... it should be the Chinese New Year."

"Hmm..." Sheng Mumu pursed her lips thoughtfully, "At that time, I'll use the name of going to your house to pay New Year's greetings.

Su Tingran's eyes were full of joy, "Okay, Mu Mu, thank you."

Sheng Mumu: "Hey, we are all sisters, thank you for what you say."

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

Mrs. Qian: "Mrs. Qi, what about you, if you have anything to complain about, don't worry, we sisters will help you find a solution."

Mrs. Sun: "Yes, how can a married woman not bother her husband? She just insists on it. Tell me, Mrs. Qi, what is your trouble?"

Sheng Mumu was startled: "..."

Right now, the atmosphere is getting weird.

If you can't say bad things about Qi Mo, it seems a bit Versailles.

If you insist, you don't know what to complain about.

She rolled her eyeballs, thought for a while, and finally thought of it.

Shaking his head and patting his thigh, he sighed:

"Hey, our old Qi—"