Chapter 717: Why is a woman who is married twice
Chapter 717: Why is a woman who is married twice
Mumu has changed a lot in the past six months after being with his mother.
At this moment, Mumu let go of her mother's hand and went to play nearby. There were many strangers in the room, so she was no longer afraid.
While chatting with Mu Zheng, several sisters-in-law from the second and third rooms came in.
The bridal chamber is now filled with dowry jewelry, calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, real estate, luxury cars, etc., which is eye-catching.
Mu Fucheng is really rich. He bought sets of imperial green jadeite for An Nansheng just like glass beads, as well as various gems, all of which are collection-level.
Mrs. Mu San felt extremely upset.
"Xiaojiu is really resourceful. Look at the betrothal gift she gave. Our Third Master couldn't possibly earn that much even if he skipped meals in his lifetime."
No one responded.
At this moment, the makeup artist has already gone out with his people, and only the Mu family members are in the bridal chamber.
An Nansheng didn't say anything. It was a happy day and he didn't want to argue with anyone.
Mrs. Mu is downstairs greeting guests and is not here.
Mrs. Mu San was so sour that she sighed again:
"It's said that when Grandpa divided the family property, it was divided equally. Why do I see such a huge gap now? My uncle's family is so rich, while our second and third branches are almost begging."
Mu Zheng didn't like to hear this:
"Third Aunt, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that the old man was partial and gave more to the eldest wife behind her back?"
Mrs. Mu curled her lips:
"I didn't say that."
She picked up a sapphire necklace and liked it so much that her eyes almost glued to it.
Just as he was about to touch her, Mu Zheng immediately shouted:
"do not move."
He went over, took the necklace and put it back in the box.
Mrs. Mu was humiliated and was very unhappy:
"Mu Zheng, what do you mean? Let's see what's going on. Are you still afraid that we might steal it?"
Mu Zheng said unhappily:
"Aunt, these gems are extremely valuable. You have all sorts of makeup and sweat on your hands, how can you touch them directly?"
He even added an exasperating sentence:
"Could it be that Third Aunt doesn't understand?"
"you……"
Mrs. Mu was so angry that she wanted to refute, but she really didn't understand.
Mu Zheng knew that she couldn't possibly understand.
Given Mrs. Mu's flamboyant and ostentatious nature, if the Third Master had given her any expensive gifts, she would have worn them and shown them off eight hundred times.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, An Nansheng walked over.
He smiled and said, "If Third Sister-in-law likes to look at it, just look at it. These jewels are taken care of by special people, so it's okay."
Mrs. Mu San felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.
Why does An Nansheng, a divorced woman, have the right to do this?
Not only did she marry the most capable man in the Mu family, but she was also treated like a treasure.
There is even someone who takes care of her jewelry.
It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.
"No thanks." Mrs. Mu San forced a smile and said, "I dare not touch it. If I break it, I can't even afford to pay for it if I sell it."
Even the Second Madam couldn't stand her petty look, so she pulled Mu Yunming and the Fourth and Fifth Madams over to appreciate a painting.
Mrs. Mu San was so angry that she went out when she found herself isolated.
An Nansheng looked at Mu Zheng helplessly. This guy did it on purpose.
Mu Zheng shrugged. Yes, she did it on purpose.
At this moment, the banquet outside had been cleared and most of the guests had left. Only some close relatives or those who had come specifically for the social event were left, and they were scattered around Mingding Villa.
Mrs. Mu San was also very quick-witted. She immediately forgot about the unpleasantness and invited everyone to play cards.
There was a party in the evening and celebrities were invited to sing.
Among them is Gong Chao.
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