Shen Ruotong didn't like those old clothes at all.
She happily followed Chen Mingli out to buy new clothes.
After Shen Qingshan spoke up, Chen Mingli gritted her teeth and spent 5,000 yuan to buy a brand-name skirt for her little daughter.
Although not as good as her eldest daughter Chanel, Shen Ruotong is already satisfied.
"Mom, you said Shen Ning wears the clothes of a dead person. It's really unlucky." She gestured with her new clothes and didn't forget to slander Shen Ning.
Chen Mingli rolled her eyes at her.
"Don't say a word like this in front of your father, do you understand?" she warned her youngest daughter.
Because she knows that her husband's ex-wife is the white moonlight in his heart, and she cannot tolerate others saying a word of fault. She is really worried that her little daughter will say the wrong thing, otherwise she will lose her husband's love and favor.
When the time comes, the husband will leave all the family property to that dead girl Shen Ning, and his daughter will not get any hair.
"I understand, Mom, do you think I'm stupid?" Shen Ruotong curled his lips disapprovingly.
Aren't you stupid enough
Chen Mingli glared at her younger daughter angrily.
She suppressed these words.
When she got home, Aunt Liu had already made a detailed menu of the dishes she was going to cook for the evening, and the food was almost ready.
After reading it, Chen Mingli made some suggestions.
"Old Shen, I heard that although the eldest son of the Bo family is in the army, he has been abroad. Do you think we should prepare some Western food, such as steak, red wine, etc.?"
"Okay, be prepared." Shen Qingshan nodded as soon as he heard that it made sense.
Chen Mingli added: "We have several special dishes in D City, do you want to prepare them too?"
Shen Qingshan was surprised: "Can you do it, or Aunt Liu?"
He knew that Chen Mingli's cooking skills, although not bad, were far inferior to those of famous chefs.
Chen Mingli smiled confidently: "Aunt Liu and I can only cook home-cooked meals, but we can ask someone to do it."
One sentence reminded Shen Qingshan.
His eyes lit up.
That's right, as long as you have money, are you still worried about not being able to hire a chef from a five-star hotel
He doesn't care about spending more money, what he cares about is face and future!
"Okay, I'll do as you say. Don't be afraid of spending money. We must entertain the Bo family well and don't let us lose face."
He paused and then said, "I'll leave this matter to you."
After saying that, he glanced at Chen Mingli, went upstairs into the study, and left the rest of the things to Chen Mingli.
Chen Mingli was overjoyed, knowing that her husband had forgiven her and allowed her to regain control of the family's finances.
She suddenly became excited, called the driver, and went out.
Money is spent like water.
The chefs invited are not only Chinese, but also Western.
By the time all this was done, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Chen Mingli suddenly remembered another important thing. That dead girl Shen Ning was still at home. She had to find a way to get her away without letting her show up!
But the more anxious she became, the less she could think of a solution.
Compared with this incident, she remembered something more important.
She went upstairs to Shen Qingshan's study.
"Old Shen, when entertaining distinguished guests, you usually need to prepare good wine. We have Moutai as the white wine at home, but we don't have good red wine. I heard that young people who have gone abroad are particular about what kind of Lafite they drink."
Shen Qingshan nodded: "Yes, Lafite is the best wine produced in France. The 1982 Lafite is the best, but you can't buy it even if you have money."