Yan Qingsi's face was still a little hot and she asked, "Auntie, is there anything you need me to do?"
Mrs. Yue was not polite, "Go and peel the potatoes."
She treated Yan Qingsi very naturally and was not polite at all, which gave Yan Qingsi the illusion that she really regarded her as one of her own family members.
"Oh, I forgot. You actresses take good care of your hands. You should wear a pair of gloves."
"No, it's not convenient to peel with gloves on."
Mrs. Yue looked at her in surprise. Yan Qingsi peeled potatoes quickly and well, "I didn't expect you to be quite skillful?"
Yan Qingsi smiled: "When I was abroad, I worked in a Chinese restaurant."
Mrs. Yue blinked and was once again surprised that Yan Qingsi actually worked part-time. She thought that such girls abroad should be... attending classes, shopping, and buying clothes. This is how the rich second generation in China lived. The Yan family Not poor, she actually works part-time.
While eating, Yan Qingsi thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, aunt, I... crashed the car. The damage was very serious. I have to settle the claim..."
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Yue tapped the back of Yue Tingfeng's hand with the end of her chopsticks: "He has a lot of money. He used to act like a monster all day long, making bets with others, and lost two Paganis in one hour. I was so angry that my heart beat fast. The disease has struck, and I tell you, you don’t have to worry about money for him.”
Yan Qingsi looked at Mrs. Yue in shock. She never expected that Mrs. Yue would say this. How could there be such a lovely person in this world
Yue Tingfeng vomited out a bone. He thought it was best not to speak at this time.
"But, that car... costs a lot of money..."
Mrs. Yue said nonchalantly: "I have no money. Let him earn it. He is a man. If he doesn't earn money to support the family, why should he do it? This son is in vain."
Yue Tingfeng raised his head: "Mom, next month's pocket money..."
"Oh..." Mrs. Yue gave Yue Tingfeng a piece of beef brisket and said with a smile: "Son, eat more, you have lost weight recently."
Yue Tingfeng…
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After dinner, Yan Qingsi was going to the set. Mrs. Yue stopped her, went upstairs and took down a bag of things and gave it to her.
"You are a girl after all. You don't even have any decent cosmetics. Which female star is like you? You can take these facial masks and sets and use them first. I went shopping today and accidentally bought too much. I can't use it all. .”
Mrs. Yue's expression is arrogant, she is clearly treating you well, but what she wants to say is, I didn't give it to you on purpose.
At Mrs. Yue's age, the main cosmetics she uses are to remove freckles and tighten the skin, but the ones she gives Yan Qingsi are all whitening and moisturizing products used by little girls. They are obviously bought specially, and they sound duplicitous but not arrogant, just like Yue Tingfeng. Exactly the same.
Yan Qingsi took over the heavy cosmetics and felt heavy. Over the years, she had seen all kinds of despicable people, but she had never seen such kind people.
Yan Qingsi clenched her hands, forced a smile, and said: "Aunt, thank you, you...don't you really like me? Do you want me to be your daughter-in-law?"
Mrs. Yue raised her chin: "Tch, if you want to be beautiful and want to be my daughter-in-law, then... then... you have to make me happy first, okay, okay, hurry up and leave. I'll be annoyed when I see you. I won't let any of you." Save your worries.”
Yue Tingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, let's leave now. Don't miss us when we leave."
Mrs. Yue turned her head: "Who would miss you? I don't know how comfortable I am at home."