Sun Qiang said angrily, "Cousin, are you blaming us? You are so protective of us."
Fu Nanli smiled and said, "She will be my wife in the future. If I don't protect her, who will I protect?"
Sun Wei said, "It's just a casual chat. Cousin, if you don't believe me, ask Xiao Wen."
Wen Qiao finally gave Fu Nanli face: "Well, we just talked about the dispute between Wen Jianmin and Zhong Hui over the family property."
Fu Nanli's face darkened and he looked at the two sisters: "Don't talk about this anymore."
The two sisters looked at each other, said "oh", then said something to the housekeeper and left the mansion.
After leaving the mansion, the two snorted softly, "I hate people who tell tales the most. Looking at her frivolous appearance, I'd better hope that she will always be favored."
"That's right. She used that face to seduce our cousin and she can act so arrogantly in front of us. She is really a villain who has achieved success."
"Don't bother with her, it's just going to lower your status."
In the mansion, Wen Qiao's temples were still throbbing. It was really tiring to get along with a girl like this. There were so many twists and turns, and every word had a deep meaning when analyzed. It was so tiring.
Fu Nanli took her to the old lady's room. Wen Qiao no longer gave her acupuncture because the old lady's rheumatism was almost cured. Wen Qiao prescribed some warming and tonic Chinese medicine for her and asked her to drink one dose every day.
The old lady couldn't thank her enough.
"It's just that the medicine is a bit bitter." The old lady took Wen Qiao's hand and smiled kindly.
"You can have some candied fruit."
Fu Nanli: "When you get older, you can't eat too much sweet food."
The old lady complained: "I am old now, I can't do this or that, my life is so boring."
Wen Qiao diverted her attention: "I have just learned a set of massage techniques, grandma, let me massage you."
The old lady was just like a child, her eyes full of curiosity: "Really?"
She asked the old lady to sit on the sofa and used a lot of force on her hands. At first, the old lady couldn't handle it and said, "You kid, your hands are too strong. You don't act like a girl at all."
Fu Nanli: "Be gentle."
Wen Qiao: "If it's too light, it won't work."
The old lady cried and begged for mercy, but Wen Qiao treated her like a private school teacher, showing no mercy at all.
The housekeepers and servants outside were worried and curious, and they all stuck to the door to listen to the noise inside.
Later, the old lady stopped screaming and kept praising Wen Qiao: "Oh, it feels better now. It doesn't hurt anymore. I just feel comfortable."
Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "I will come over to give you a massage once a week in the future, and I guarantee that you will feel comfortable all over."
Mr. Fu was jealous again: "Can I apply for this benefit?"
The old lady clapped his hands and said, "Qiao Qiao is already tired after massaging me. Why don't you show any consideration for your girlfriend?"
What can Master Fu say? He can only say yes.
After Wen Qiao finished massaging the old lady's shoulders and neck, he left the mansion with Fu Nanli.
"If those two sisters say anything you don't like, don't take it seriously."
Wen Qiao hummed, "I didn't take their words to heart."
"Their grandmother, my grandmother's sister, passed away early, in her fifties. The two sisters were still young at the time, so they were raised by my grandmother for a few years. My grandmother treated them very well."
Wen Qiao wondered, why are people’s personalities so different even though they were all raised by an old lady
The two sisters were showing off their family backgrounds openly or secretly and looked down on her background, but Fu Nanli was not so frivolous towards others.
(End of this chapter)