Wen Qiao chuckled: "What a fool. Using such a stupid method, is she helping me or harming me? Let her reflect on herself in prison."
"What should we do with Fang Yun's blood?"
Wen Qiao exhaled: "I'll visit her in prison in a few days."
"Do you think she will still give it to you if you put her in jail?"
Wen Qiao shrugged: "It's hard to say, maybe she thinks I'm powerful and submits to me?"
On Christmas Eve, Wen Qiao was picked up by Fu Nanli and taken to Nanyuan Mansion for dinner.
The housekeeper said that other people's houses all have Christmas trees outside, but ours doesn't, and it looks out of place.
The old lady snorted, "You are the kind of people who love these foreign festivals, but I don't. You can say I'm old-fashioned or that I can't keep up with the trend. Anyway, I only celebrate traditional festivals. Qiao Qiao, don't you agree?"
Wen Qiao thought that their school only had activities on Thanksgiving and Christmas, but since the old lady asked, she naturally answered: "You are right, I also prefer to celebrate traditional festivals."
"Good boy, you have the same temper as me."
When the Sun sisters came in, they ran into the trap: "Aunt grandma, why don't you put a Christmas tree at the door? It's not too late to order one now and have it delivered."
The old lady snorted, "You all love this festival?"
"Who doesn't celebrate Christmas nowadays? That's really outdated."
Adding fuel to the fire, the old lady got angry: "I just don't live here, am I really out of date?"
The two sisters were so scared that they stuck out their tongues and said, "Aunt grandma, we didn't mean that."
"Since you want to celebrate a foreign festival, go celebrate it outside. There is no dinner for you here."
The two sisters wanted to stay and laughed, but the old lady was still angry about what happened last time, so she gave Wen Qiao face and told them to leave.
Sun Qiang and Sun Wei left the mansion, stamping their feet in anger: "It must be that Wen Qiao said something in front of the old lady again, which aroused her anger. After such a long time, she still can't forgive us."
"That's right. I was the one who fell, but she still got mad. How shameless."
"My cousin has acquired several high-end luxury brands for her. He has already acquired all of them and said he will hand them over to Wen Qiao for management."
Sun Qiang chuckled: "If we leave it to this old-fashioned guy, this brand will be doomed."
Sun Wei said proudly: "It will be fun to see her make a fool of herself and see a top international luxury brand being ruined by her."
"How long do you think it will take?"
"I'll bet for half a year."
"Half a year? I bet on three months."
The two sisters got into the car happily again.
Dinner was served in the mansion. The old lady had someone stew abalone and chicken soup, which also contained two abalones. The chicken soup was delicious. Wen Qiao drank two more bowls, and his taste buds were greatly satisfied.
When dinner was almost over, she received a message from her uncle saying that he happened to be near Yuannan Mansion and would pick her up on his way back.
Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why? Does your uncle think I don't have a car or something? I can't take you home?"
Wen Qiao held his hand under the table: "How about you stay here with grandma tonight?"
Although Young Master Fu was not very happy, he finally gave face to her uncle and sent the person out of the mansion. Su Ce drove a Volvo and was extremely low-key.
Fu Nanli opened the car door and said, "Call me when you get home."
"Um."
When the car left Yuannan Mansion, it started snowing outside. The heater in the car was on high, and Wen Qiao chatted with her uncle.
(End of this chapter)