The mysterious disappearance of Jian Shijie and Zhao Yiran occupied the Shanghai Daily headlines no less than that of Bai Qihong at that time.
No one could have guessed that Jian Shijie went to a theater troupe in Peking and changed his name to Bai Mingqing. ; The talk in the streets and alleys of Shanghai is that Jian Shijie is still hiding in a corner of Shanghai, spending the rest of his life quietly with Paramount red card Zhao Yiran.
Some people even boldly speculated that Jian Shijie's disappearance was closely related to the gangster tycoon Bai Qihong.
Just like Cai Bingrong at that time, he evaporated completely in this turbulent city overnight, just like all the changes in Shanghai.
It all happened quietly between Bai Qihong's palms, and ended silently.
The weather in Shanghai always warms up very quickly, and after mid-March, it starts to get warmer; with spring rains and green leaves, the leaves are washed translucent by the night rain, and occasionally one or two new buds emerge from the bare trees.
When you come out, there is quite a sense of spring coming out of dead trees and revival of all things.
"No, no, no, no, this is just the opposite."
A sharp woman's voice came from the hall on the first floor of Jian's house, accompanied by a series of "kick, kick, kick, kick" footsteps, disturbing Hua Ting's clear dream in the bed.
She opened her eyes drowsily, and saw a woman with a strong smell of rouge standing in front of her bed.
The red nails on her nails were pointing straight at the center of her eyebrows.
Is this what you, Mrs.
Jian, do when you wake up?"
It turned out to be Jian Yi's mother.
Hua Ting thought she was it, so she lazily sat up from the bed, raised her hand to rub the sleepiness in her eyes, opened her mouth, and called her gracelessly. yawn.
The woman was extremely angry, "This is completely contrary to what time it is.
How dare you still sleep and ask my son to make breakfast for you downstairs?"
A pair of fingers stained with bright red dandelions trembled with anger.
He started to tremble, "Is this still justified?"
Hua Ting didn't bother to reply, so she got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up.
The woman outside the door kept bombarding her thoughts with no intention of stopping.
When I went downstairs, I found that Miss Chen Jingzhi was also there.
She was nestling on the sofa and teasing a pure white Persian cat.
When she heard the mistress of the house coming down, she pulled down a piece of paper that was not there at all like the other women.
A pretty face.
Hua Ting didn't bother to look at her at all, she just paid attention to the fat and lazy Persian cat on the sofa.
This cat is of Western appearance, with loose silver-gray fur, a ring of pure white down on its neck and chest, and dark blue eyes, like fine gilded glass.
The woman stepped forward and picked up the cat.
Apparently the cat was her plaything.
Hua Ting sat down at the dining table, just as Jian Yi brought breakfast out from the kitchen, which was her favorite egg and ham sandwich.
Just as she was about to use her chopsticks, the face of the woman on the sofa darkened, "What, Miss Bai?"
Why do you even ask my son to make breakfast if you don’t have any hands or feet?”
Chen Jingzhi on the side seemed to be bursting with jealousy.
The question that Hua Ting is concerned about is: "Why hasn't school started yet for Jing Zhi?"
Chen Jingzhi didn't answer, looking like it was none of your business, and petted the Persian cat in the woman's arms.
Jian Yi's answer was enough to give Hua Ting some face, "Mom, what age are we in now?
It's time to change your feudal thoughts.
Besides, I'm happy to make it for sister Hua Ting."
He ordered a cup of hot milk and said, "I would also be happy to cook it for her for the rest of my life."
The woman's hands shook in anger, and the Persian cat in her arms jumped to Chen Jingzhi's feet.
"Miss Bai is a lady after all, but why is she so ignorant of the rules?
Since she has married into our Jian family, she should do what the Jian family's wife should do, and she also hangs out in the casino with a group of rich and powerful men every day," Mrs.
Jian His words were like spitting, "I'm really curious about how the Bai family raises girls, so they can't get on the stage."
Hua was very angry after hearing this.
The most taboo thing about scolding is scolding parents.
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How good is Mrs.
Jian’s upbringing?
"Then, Aunt Jian, let me tell you what Mrs.
Jian should do."
Hua Ting chewed the sandwich in her mouth, which was neither salty nor bland, and replied word by word without any ambiguity, "It's okay to meet some friends.
Come and play mahjong at home or go shopping and have afternoon tea.”
"You" the woman jumped up from the sofa angrily, put one hand on her hips and pointed at her head with the other, "how are you talking?"
Hua Ting didn't bother to look at her, and focused entirely on the sandwich made by Jian Yi.
The taste is rich, fragrant and fresh.
"Mom, Hua Ting is fine, but you don't know her well yet."
Regarding the woman's irritation, Jian Yi was not nervous at all, and was still in her usual joking tone, "If she hadn't been like this, I wouldn't have married her. ” "Jian Yi, you have been stunned by her."
The woman jumped up and down anxiously, "What is it about our Jingzhi that is inferior to her?"
"Jingzhi," Jian Yi said with a smile and cupped her chin, "she is my sister."
Mrs.
Jian is also very direct, making it clear that she doesn't like the daughter-in-law of the Jian family.
Instead, he deliberately recommends this veritable "lady" on his hands.
She looked dignified and decent today, with her hair tied up in a simple womanly bun and a pear blossom hairpin inserted diagonally between her temples.
She wore a printed cheongsam with red edges that outlined her elegant figure, and she wore a half-tied cheongsam on top.
A piece of mink fur with shiny fur is much better than the gaudy orange and red combination that day.
It's a pity that this temperament Why do you smell like a street shrew?
"Miss Bai, let me tell you, I will never admit that you are the daughter-in-law of our Jian family."
Mrs.
Jian stared angrily, watching Hua Ting slowly finish the sandwich in her hand and then raise her head slowly.
After drinking the milk in the cup, he became even more furious and said, "I really can't stand it anymore."
"Mom, I can't stand it anymore, okay?
You're obviously making trouble unreasonably.
What's wrong with me making breakfast?
Even if I don't cook it, I'll ask a servant to do it.
Are you asking your sister to cook for me?"
Jian Yi simply said I can't laugh or cry.
"It's up to her to cook," the woman retorted unwillingly.
Knowing that this would only lead to an endless quarrel, Jian Yi waved his hand and ignored Mrs.
Jian.
He turned to Hua Ting and said, "After dinner, go to the casino and I'll see you off."
"Okay" Hua Ting drank all the milk in the cup in one breath, "I'll go upstairs and change some clothes."
Unexpectedly, Mrs.
Jian was quite difficult to deal with.
She followed her all the way to the Las Villas Casino, bringing her fat Persian cat and Chen Jingzhi with her.
Hua Ting went to the office on the second floor, and Mrs.
Jian shamelessly followed her.
The more she behaves like this, the calmer Hua Tingjian pretends to be.
He casually opened a copy of Las Villa's account book from two years ago on the table, and while he was looking down at it, he did not forget to tell Mrs.
Jian on the wooden chair opposite, "If you are thirsty, you can go over there and pour tea by yourself.
If you are bored, just go down."
Bet a few thousand dollars."
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The astute manager Ayao immediately ordered people to rush to Bai Mansion to report.
It took less than half a cup of tea before Jian Maosheng arrived.
Because of the presence of outsiders, Jian Maosheng was not able to have a seizure, so he pulled Mrs.
Jian's arm and dragged her out.
The frightened Persian cat at his feet also jumped out and ran away.
Hua Ting finally relaxed and rubbed her brows.
Her ears were finally clearer.
Compared to Mrs.
Jian's playful personality, Mrs.
Bai appears to be much gentler, more dignified, and much more sensible.
And how did Jian Maosheng marry Mrs.
Jian?
By the way, when talking about Mrs.
Bai, Hua Ting thought of Zhao Yiran.
She didn't expect that her great-grandmother would be her "mother's" love rival.
It was really dramatic.
However, her great-grandmother went to Peiping and will not come back for at least several decades, so Mrs.
Bai should be relieved. n039gt recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. read.
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