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wits and courage

After Jinxuan took the purse, she just smiled and said, "Xuan'er also prepared a gift for grandma, and I also asked grandma not to laugh at Xuan'er." After saying that, she took out her carefully embroidered forehead wipes from her sleeves.

, simple and elegant, without gem embellishment, but full of heart.

Because I was deceived by Wang Yinyu and her daughter in my previous life, as a legitimate daughter, I learned a lot of things that I should know. This embroidery is even better than that of the famous embroiderers in the capital, so everything she puts out,

Neither will fail.

"Hey, our Xuan'er has learned how to give gifts to grandma. Come on, grandma, bring it to me and have a look." When the old lady heard this, she immediately urged her with joy. Her smile was sincere. She touched the pattern with her hands, which was simple but beautiful.

After wiping her forehead with extremely delicate embroidery, the old lady said with satisfaction: "Xuan'er, this is grandma's favorite gift. It's truly what I thought of you!"

"As long as grandma likes it, Xuan'er will embroider it for grandma in the future!" The love between ancestors and grandchildren is undoubtedly the most intimate here.

Others, including Wang Yinyu, frowned when they saw that Tang Jinxuan won the old lady's heart with just a wiping on her forehead, outweighing all their careful preparations.

"Auntie, it's New Year's Eve today, so we should let those Xuan'er and the others enjoy themselves alone, lest they feel uncomfortable when we are around!" Wang Yinyu pretended to be elegant, but she aroused Chen's contempt.

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"Fourth aunt, you are now a member of the Tang family. Isn't it inappropriate to still call the old lady aunt? As an aunt, you have become the old lady's boss. Does this mean that you are the master of this family?

"As he spoke, his tone was particularly stern, and the sharp look in his eyes was indispensable.

Jinxuan looked at the angry Mrs. Chen and wailed for Wang Yinyu in her heart: My mother had already started to get angry when Lin Wanqing's Xiao Jiujiu started planning. So she kept enduring it, firstly because she was blocking it, but because she was her legitimate daughter.

He went after the concubine and lost his identity. As soon as Wang Yinyu opened his mouth, he hit the muzzle of the gun and became Chen's punching bag.

"Sister..." When Wang Yinyu heard this, her eyes turned red with grievance, and she shouted, as if she had been wronged a lot.

Seeing that the old lady cared for Jinxuan, Mrs. Chen finally let go of her anxiety. She glanced at her sideways and sneered: "My parents gave birth to a daughter, but I don't have a younger sister..." That's not the case.

I have a sister who is an aunt.

From the very beginning of the tit-for-tat confrontation, Tang Tingyu seemed to have pretended not to hear it and was just drinking by himself, which looked quite elegant.

At this moment, Wang Yinyu, who had been wronged, looked at him pitifully, but could not get a trace of pity from him, and couldn't help but feel annoyed and resentful in her heart.

"Mom, my aunt just wanted to let my father drink well so that we would not make him noisy. That's why she said this. Please don't be angry, mother. It's not worth it to get so angry!" Lin Wanqing's firsthand words.

Extremely beautiful, it seems that if Chen wanted to refute, she would be unable to get along with Tang Tingyu.

"Okay, you all can go play and stop making trouble!" the old lady waved her hand and said with a smile.

"Sister, the plum blossoms are all blooming this year, and your garden is blooming the best. Why don't you take us to have a look?" Lin Wanqing felt very irritable when she saw Tang Jinxuan's neither arrogant nor impatient look. She didn't want to see it.
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