Thinking of Ning Mengyao, Yang Suyun felt a desire to compare with her, so he asked the maid to start dressing her up.
It has been a while since she married into this family, and Yang Suyun has also been studying dressing up for a while, and now it really comes in handy.
"Master." After cleaning up, Yang Suyun took the maid to the front hall. When he passed by, Yang Suyun's husband was already waiting there.
When Boss Lin saw his wife's appearance, he nodded with satisfaction. It would not embarrass him if he went out like this.
"Ma'am, let's go."
"good."
In the villa, Ning Mengyao was playing games with Qiao Mo Shang. Qiao Mo Feng didn't come in to play. Mother and son seemed to be enjoying themselves.
"Miss, someone is coming to visit."
Ning Mengyao looked up at Qinghuai: "Who is it?"
"The other party claims to be Boss Lin, and he is cooperating with you, Miss. I heard that you are back, so I plan to come over and have a look."
Ning Mengyao frowned. There were so many people cooperating with them, how could they still meet everyone
"Who's here?"
"Just Boss Lin and his wife."
Ning Mengyao thought for a while, since everyone was here, she couldn't turn away the door, so she asked Qiao Mofeng to take Qiao Moshang to the playground at the back to play: "Qinghuai, go to Lei An's house and call Tianchang return."
Early this morning, Qiao Tianchang ran to Lei An's house, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about.
"It's Miss."
Qinghuai walked out, looked at Boss Lin, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Boss Lin, my lady has invited me. Qingliu, you take them in, and I'll pay for my uncle."
"Brother, don't worry."
This is the first time that Boss Lin has come to this villa. Seeing everything in this villa, Boss Lin suddenly feels that his so-called 'luxury house' is not worthy of recognition at all. What is a luxury house? that's.
Although he had been here several times before, but now that he came back, Yang Suyun still felt that this place gave him the urge to make it his own.
Ning Mengyao was sitting in the garden, with some fruit snacks and a pot of tea on the stone table in front of her.
When she saw the person coming, Ning Mengyao was startled. The woman next to her looked so familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.
When Yang Lele saw Yang Suyun, she was completely stunned: "Why is it you?"
Ning Mengyao turned to look at Yang Lele, who looked dumbfounded: "Do you know Lele?"
"Yao Yao, don't you remember? This is my uncle's cousin." Yang Lele whispered in Ning Mengyao's ear.
Ning Mengyao was also stunned, and then looked at the woman who was quite well-dressed. Thinking of the woman who had peeked at her man, she raised her lips slightly, she was really that woman.
"Meet Mrs. Qiao."
"Boss Lin, you're welcome. Please sit down."
Yang Suyun squeezed the handkerchief tightly and looked at Yang Lele's belly. She was filled with hatred. She had been married to this man for so long, but her belly had not moved. Now seeing Yang Lele like this, her heart was filled with hatred. The imbalance broke out immediately.
Especially today, she dressed up carefully and wanted to overwhelm Ning Mengyao, but she found that not only did she not overwhelm Ning Mengyao, but she was even inferior to Yang Lele, a pregnant woman.
"Cousin, it's been a long time since we last met." Seeing the two of them sitting down, Yang Lele looked at Yang Suyun with a dead smile.
Yang Suyun stiffened: "We have nothing to do with each other."
Yang Lele chuckled: "It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter."
Boss Lin looked at his wife and the lady in front of him with confusion: "Who are you?"
"Me? I'm your wife's cousin." Yang Lele said casually: "I'm just an unrecognized cousin."
Yang Suyun's expression changed and she didn't dare to look at Boss Lin's expression.
Boss Lin was stunned and looked at his wife with some surprise: "Madam, do you know Mrs. Qiao?"
Ning Mengyao sneered in her heart, do you know her? Ning Mengyao couldn't help but applaud after saying this. She wanted to get close to her, but that wasn't the case, right
Yang Suyun shook his head awkwardly: "I've only seen him a few times."
To be honest, we can't really call them acquaintances.