After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Chang Wenjuan's patience finally reached its limit. She was enraged by the commotion and ordered the servants, "Why don't you take the young master back to his room? Let him reflect on himself and make him stand there as punishment! Wait until he realizes his mistake!"

"Grandma is bad! I hate grandma!"

When Mumu heard that he was going to be quarantined, he burst into tears and struggled.

Chang Wenjuan felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't help but raise her voice: "Quick! Take him away!"

She covered her chest and walked to the sofa exhaustedly and sat down.

"What sin have I committed to have such a disobedient child?"

She sighed secretly in her heart.

"Madam, Mrs. Wang wants you to play mahjong, do you want to go?"

Soon, a servant came hurriedly with a wireless landline phone in hand, interrupting her thoughts.

Chang Wenjuan thought for a moment and said, "Go ahead, it's good to go out and relax."

……

The mahjong gathering was held at the magnificent Wang family home.

The Wang family is a giant in the tea industry, and countless tea plantations in the south belong to them.

Mrs. Wang has taken good care of herself. Although she is over 40 years old, she is still graceful and looks like a young woman in her early 30s. She exudes the charm of a mature woman.

Even though Chang Wenjuan is Lu Huaijin's mother, she is far less prominent than Mrs. Wang in the Wang family's social circle.

Mrs. Wang is a true strong woman. The Wang family's huge business empire was created and carefully managed by her.

At the mahjong table, everyone sat down according to their power and status. Mrs. Wang naturally occupied the honorable seat, followed by Chang Wenjuan, Chang Meiting and Lai Hui.

"Hey, how is the old lady's health these days? I heard that you found a miracle doctor who brought her back from the brink of death?"

Mrs. Wang skillfully threw a card and chatted casually.

Chang Meiting nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "That miracle doctor is indeed very skilled, and my mother-in-law praised her highly. It's a pity that she is married and has three children, otherwise my mother-in-law would really like to match her up with Youcheng."

Chang Wenjuan couldn't help but sneer when she heard Mei Ting's high evaluation of Zhu Yunran, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Maybe it's just luck?"

"Sister, you don't know that Doctor Zhu not only cured our mother's long-standing heart disease, but also miraculously restored the health of Huai Jin's godfather, the feared Commander Lu."

Chang Meiting spoke with amazement.

"You are talking about... Commander Lu?"

Chang Wenjuan raised her head in surprise, and the mahjong tiles in her hand paused in the air.

"Yes."

Chang Meiting nodded heavily, confirming this unbelievable fact.

"Wenjuan, it's your turn to play."

Lai Hui tapped the table lightly, with a hint of urging in her voice, trying to bring Chang Wenjuan back to reality from her astonishment.

Chang Wenjuan was in a trance, and with a casual wave of her hand, an insignificant card fell on the table, but her heart was in turmoil.

Wish you a happy evening...

That once familiar name, has it grown to this point?

"Is this doctor you're talking about really amazing? I've been suffering from lumbar disc herniation for years. I'll have to find a chance for her to take a look at it later."

Lai Hui looked at Chang Meiting with a smile, her words full of anticipation.

Chang Meiting hesitated a little: "Hasn't she joined the Han Group and become the director of the design department? Haven't you heard about the recent financial reports?"

"Who? I never interfere in the company's affairs."

Lai Hui waved her hand, obviously not caring about these details.

"It's the new director of the design department. His name is Zhu Yunran. I saw him in the latest issue of a financial magazine."

Chang Meiting added.

"Zhu Yunran? What a nice name. I'll ask Xiaowen about the details later."

Lai Hui nodded thoughtfully.

Throughout this round of mahjong, the topic always revolved around Zhu Yunran, and she seemed to have become the focus of everyone present.

Even Mrs. Wang, who was usually the most reserved and had the most complicated inner world, couldn't help but develop a strong interest in Zhu Yunran.

"I heard that tomorrow's fashion designer competition is worth watching. Huai Jin's company happens to be one of the sponsors. Sister, our seats must be the best, right?"

Chang Meiting's eyes were gentle, full of anticipation for the upcoming event.

Chang Wenjuan was slightly embarrassed for a moment, then forced herself to remain calm: "Of course, our location is naturally the best."

But she couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart. She actually knew nothing about Huai Jin's sponsorship of the fashion design competition.

Since Zhu Feiwan left five years ago, Huai Jin has met them only a handful of times in a year.

……

After returning home from the mahjong party, Chang Wenjuan immediately called Lu Huaijin: "Huaijin, in addition to your aunt, Mrs. Han, and Mrs. Wang, you must arrange the best viewing seats for us."

"No problem, I'll ask Secretary Chen to deliver the tickets as soon as possible."

Lu Huaijin's answer was straightforward and concise.

"By the way, take one more ticket."

Chang Wenjuan suddenly remembered something. Mei Ting mentioned Commander Lu at the mahjong table. If Commander Lu returned to North City for recuperation, then Lu Lili should return with him.

Over the years, her choice of the best daughter-in-law has never changed, and Lu Lili has always been the first choice.

On the other hand, Zhu Lian's dissatisfaction grew day by day, and she even found it increasingly difficult to accept the child Mumu.

At the opening ceremony of the fashion design competition, a large number of mediocre designers were eliminated first.

The next second stage is a jury composed of well-known experts in the industry, which will conduct a detailed review of each designer’s past works. After this round, more designers left with regret.

Until the final stage, only ten outstanding contestants out of thousands of contestants were able to enter the final stage.

As the first designer to receive an official invitation letter, Zhu Feiwan undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention.

In the luxurious suite of the hotel, Su's mother took out her cell phone and handed it to Su's father who was watching the evening news attentively.

"Look, this designer named Zhu Yunran is really not simple. Look at what is written here. Her English name is Lisa. She is the champion of the 17 Global Emerging Designer Competition. She also holds the double championship of the Global Chinese Designer Competition and the World Designer Competition. She has won the championship three times in a row and is the first Chinese to receive this honor!"

Mother Su could not hide her excitement in her words.

"No matter how good she is, she is still a divorced woman with three children, and she has a heavy burden."

Mr. Su's ideas are relatively traditional. He didn't take the information in Mom Su's hand seriously and didn't even take a second look at it.

In his opinion, no matter how talented Zhu Yunran was, she had already been labeled as negative in his heart, especially because of her complicated family background. It was impossible for the Su family to get involved in such a "troublesome" marriage and raise a child that was not their own for someone else.

"But the situation over there is not optimistic. I checked online, and there are indeed a lot of gossips about her and the son of the Han Group, as well as those hot kissing photos. It's really..." Mother Su's tone revealed worry.