Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 193 Two daughters
"Kelly promised me not only a salary, but also Wen Maixue herself," Perot's words successfully changed Chang Mei's face.

Wen Maixue?The Wen family actually committed Wen Maixue to marry for an ordinary lecturer. Chang Mei almost blurted out the word "impossible", but seeing Perot's calm expression, Chang Mei was a little uncertain.

"Will the Su family be able to afford the same bargaining chip?" Perot said in the same tone, but it made Chang Mei feel chilled for no reason.Chang Mei wanted to stand up, but turned around and left. This poor teacher who wanted to eat swan meat dared to make such a request.

But what Pero said next made her dispel this idea, "If I take Su Zizeng away, there will only be one young lady left in the Su family," Pero looked at Chang Mei and still didn't say a word. language, but her eyes have already had a subtle change.

"The Su family has always had only one eldest lady, Zizeng. She was in the past, is now, and will be in the future." After Chang Mei finished speaking in one breath, she breathed a sigh of relief. She repeated this sentence to herself many times. It was the only thing Qiao Chu could agree to with her own words before she died.

"But Su Zi once liked Hang Yishao, and your daughter also happened to like Hang Yishao, and I also know that recently, because of Hang Yishao, your daughter has been getting drunk in bars all day long," Pero pinched Chang Mei's mood as a mother.

"Xiao Chi," Chang Mei lost her mind for a moment. Yes, since Su Qingchang asked Chang Chi not to get involved with Hang Yishao, she hasn't returned home normally, and her schoolwork progress can't keep up. , is drunk every day, is that still her daughter.On the other hand, Su Zizeng traveled to Japan in high spirits at this time.

It's not fair, why fate has always tortured their mother and daughter for so many years.The chrysanthemum tea that cools and nourishes the lungs has become a sharp weapon to arouse Chang Mei's resentment.

Happiness is to be won by oneself, Chang Mei has a deep understanding of this point, everything she has now is achieved through hard work.

"I don't need Mr. Perot to teach me these things," Chang Mei said bluntly, not expecting her mind to be seen through.

"I'm just talking about the facts. The specific right to reply is still in the hands of Mr. Su," Perot stood up with a smile, "I'm sorry, I still have class in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first." At this time, Chang Mei was still in her heart It was a mess, and she needed to be left alone to calm down.

Chang Mei also walked out of the restaurant, and Kelly Women's School was still the same as it was many years ago.Walking all the way to the driver's side, the moment she opened the door, Chang Mei was still immersed in the memories of the past.

There was a lot of noise behind them. The two female students who were still affectionate before had an argument for some reason. They walked one after the other, ignoring each other, and the distance between the two became farther and farther.

Chang Mei was stunned for a moment, the driver waited for a long time with the door open, but she didn't see her getting into the car.

"Secretary-General?" The driver reminded, "You have to hurry up, and I have to send my wife to the hospital for a check-up in the afternoon."

Since the last car crash, Su Qingchang has attached great importance to Yan Wuxu's going out. On weekdays, the outings arranged by the hospital are all picked up by Su Qingchang's royal driver who has served for many years.

"Understood," Chang Mei replied unhappily, and got into the car.Su Qingchang specially sent her to invite Perot, but did not come in person. He wanted to show enough sincerity, but he could not let Perot think too highly of himself. He would not have expected Perot to offer such a condition.Chang Mei does not intend to tell Su Qingchang now, Perot's seemingly unreasonable request.

In her opinion, it may not be bad for Su Zi to be with Pero. On the contrary, from the perspective of her past, Pero is a man who can bring more security than Hang Yishao. With eyes that can read people's hearts, if he is sincerely kind to others, he will definitely be a person worth entrusting for life.Thinking about it, Old Master Wen and Wen Maixue thought the same way.

There is one thing that Perot missed. Even Su Qingchang didn't know it. Chang Mei didn't want Su Zi to be unhappy. As long as it didn't hinder Chang Chi, Chang Mei would hope that Su Zi would live without thinking. For the rest of her life, she didn't know anything, didn't care about anything, and was the eldest lady of her Su family comfortably.

The car left the Higher Education Area, and when it reached a ramp, the tire slipped. Fortunately, the driver was experienced enough, so the body only trembled slightly.The car is not out of control, but the person is already out of control.

For so many years, compared to Su Qingchang who worked hard outside, Chang Mei is like the driver of the car that controls the Su family mansion. She drives Su Zi with her heart. Chang Chi wants to be a man with forbearance.

The driver was worried about causing Chang Mei's displeasure because of the previous skid, so he secretly looked in the car mirror, and saw Chang Mei put her hands on her knees and spread them out, as if she was inspecting her hands. The accident didn't seem to cause much reaction from her.

Years of paperwork left some pressure marks on Chang Mei's fingers, but other than that, this hand was smooth and even, even more beautiful than when she was young.Chang Mei's face is ordinary, but her hands are the most pleasing to outsiders.Su Qingchang would always squint his eyes, letting his hands knead his body more or less heavily.

But Chang Mei didn't like these hands, she still remembered that it was these hands that put down a slippery pebble beside Qiao Chu's bed.She still remembered that it was these hands that let go of Qiao Chu's coffin, allowing the coffin to be lowered into the soil.

"Ma'am, do you want to go to Su's or go home," the driver asked.

The servants of the Su family were already used to treating Chang Mei as their hostess, just like everyone knew that after the young master was born, Chang Mei's position would be shaken.

"You drive the car to the intersection of the sixth district, I'm going to have a look," Chang Mei closed her eyes after saying this, and leaned back on the seat. She hadn't been to the sixth district for a while. District six.

The Bentley stopped at the intersection, and Chang Mei told the driver to come pick her up after delivering the car without saying a word, and walked into the sixth district.

It's been a while since the last time I was in District Six.Chang Mei is even more attached to everything here than to the Su family. For more than 20 years, the entire city of Meaux has undergone amazing changes, but the sixth district, like a stunted deaf child, stumbles behind the other districts where tall buildings are gradually rising.

In the afternoon, every household is still immersed in the joy after dinner, the surrounding area is silent, and the sound of songs coaxing children to take a nap lingers in their ears.

Walking all the way to Shorty Street, Chang Mei stopped in front of the dilapidated house, with a few smashed wine bottles lying at the door, and the smell of vomit attracted swarms of flies.

The door was pushed open, and Chang Mei walked into the house that she hadn't been in for more than ten years.

Her "former man" nestled next to the wooden table, holding an upside-down wine bottle, and the wine dripped down.Hearing the movement, the man opened his drunken eyes, he thought it was Chang Chi who came, but he saw Chang Mei instead.

"Girl, you're here," the drunk man stood up staggeringly, and usually leaned closer, not even noticing that the wine bottle in his hand had dropped to the ground.

"Go away," Chang Mei took a few steps back, there was no emotion in her eyes, as if standing in front of her was not a living person, but a pile of filthy garbage.

"How dare you talk to me like that," the drunk man's neck was thick and red, his skinny hands exhausted their last bit of strength, and they were about to slap Chang Mei's face.

A wine bottle rolled to the feet of the drunk man. He couldn't stand still and was about to charge forward again when he tripped and rolled to the ground with the bottle.The bottle broke open, and shards of broken glass stuck into his hand, which was bloody.

The drunk was hurting from eating, but his brain was cleared by the scum, "Mother, what are you doing, you forgot, who took you in back then?" The drunk didn't dare to look like before, and sat obediently. In place.

"What I thought I should pay back has already been replaced," Chang Mei knew. Over the years, Chang Chi had been secretly giving him money without telling her. At first it was hundreds of dollars, and later it was thousands Ten thousand.

"Return? What a fart," the drunk looked at the broken glass in his hand, in pain and anxiety, "You two mother and daughter owe me, and I will never pay it back in this life. After marrying you, even my spine will be crushed." It's fucked up, you crazy crazy woman."

With a bang, a wine bottle exploded ten centimeters away from the drunk. His face was scraped by the strong wind, and some blood oozes out.

"If you dare to utter a dirty word again, I guarantee that you will never get a penny from Xiaochi in the future." Chang Mei felt that she would dirty her eyes even if she looked at him more. Look at this drunk.

"Don't you dare, Xiaochi is my daughter," the drunk threatened, but his momentum had already weakened.

"Daughter, you deserve a daughter too?" Chang Mei slammed, slammed the door and went out.

The drunk's hands were still bleeding. He was about to stand up when he realized that a lot of broken glass had been pierced into his legs. He had to touch the bottle of wine, first took a sip, spit it on his feet, and pulled out Picking up the glass, he pulled it out and scolded: "You bastard, you think I care about your daughter, and I want money."

Chang Mei walked through Shorty Street, walked all the way in, and came to the house where Yuhua Shenzhu stayed. She called the door for a long time, but no one answered.The neighbor next door heard the voice and poked his head out: "Look for Lao Wang, he doesn't live here anymore."

After hearing this, Chang Mei had no choice but to back away. Originally, she wanted to ask Daoist Wang what she should do next, but unfortunately he was no longer there.

In Yuhua Shengun's room, all the basic living utensils have been emptied. On the corner of the original bed, a piece of paper was left. The astrology chart was almost exactly the same, but it was marked with three vaguely recognizable Chinese characters "Changshou Tu".

(End of this chapter)