A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

She had been born into a prestigious clan, had lived in luxury since she was young, and had also married a successful husband. Furthermore, she had studied abroad when she was young, had drunk a whole stomach of ink, and always felt that she was superior.

"Manzhu, let\'s go over there." Qian Mubai wanted to pretend that he hadn\'t heard anything, so he simply ignored Yan Qiao\'s provocation and smiled sweetly at Zhou Mancai.

Zhou Manzhu smiled. She had probably read through the embarrassment in Qian Mu\'s eyes. She said in a considerate ma

er, "Alright."

Yan Qiao, who had been ignored, felt very unhappy. She took a step forward, and the corner of her enchanting lips curled up into a sneer, "Qiimu time, I can still be considered your elder, right? When the elder speaks to you, is this how you treat him? There are no rules, how did your mother educate you? Oh... I almost forgot, your mother died early. It\'s normal for a child without a mother to have no home tutor. "

Qian Mushi clenched her fist tightly. He held a ball of fire in his heart, but didn\'t dare to let it out. She lowered his eyes, moved his lips, and then stopped.

Although she didn\'t understand the situation, she believed that she could find out from the conversation she had with Qianmu. Qianmu was a girl who didn\'t have any scheming, but this middle-aged woman had a smile that seemed to hide a saber that made people very unhappy.

"If you say so, then I will. Please don\'t implicate my mother." A hint of displeasure flashed across Qian Mushi\'s crafty eyes. She wasn\'t as amiable as before, but her tone was cold as she spoke.

"What did I say wrong? "You are just like your mistress, who thinks that you can live a peaceful life with a man. Since you have already hooked up with Winston, why bother my son again?" Yan Qiao raised her gaze and glared viciously at Qian Musheng.

"I\'ve never actively contacted Kang Nan." Qian Mushi said expressionlessly.

"Are you saying that my son is sticking close to you?" Yan Qiao let out a cold snort, her tone carrying a thick ridicule.

"I\'m just friends with Kang Nan, why don\'t you believe your own son, Aunt?" Qian Mushi found this to be hilarious, as this was not the first time Yan Qiao had come looking for trouble with him.

At that time, Yan Qiao had at least held onto her pride and left Kang Nan with a gentle voice. Because Kang Nan had given up her chance to study abroad when Qian Mu was away, Yan Qiao had peeked at her son\'s diary and found out about this matter. That was why she had come to Z University to look for Qian Mo.

When Qian Mu was young, he did have a good impression of Kang Nan. However, this was just like the dreams of Nan Ke when she was young.

The main reason why she didn\'t choose to be with Kang Nan was because of her mother. When she talked to Qian Mu for the first time, although her tone was very friendly, every word was aggressive. She talked about how excellent her son was and indirectly explained how incompatible Qian Musheng and Kang Nan were.

Qian Mu had liked Kang Nan before, but she was also a stubborn woman who loved face. She knew that Kang Nan\'s parents wouldn\'t accept her, so she simply stopped thinking about Kang Nan.

"Of course I believe in my son, I just don\'t believe you. People say that your daughter is like your mother, but I think there\'s quite a basis for those words. You look just like your shameless mother." Yan Qiao\'s words were laced with thorns as she spoke with a dark expression.

She never thought that this demure looking woman could say such malicious words. Although she was not the party involved, she still felt indignant for Qian Mo, and said with a bit of anger: "Madam, judging from your dressing, you seem to be an intelligent scholar. But your words make me wonder, what is the difference between you and those city scoundrels? To use someone else\'s mother as an example is truly shameless. "

"Who do you think you are? Is it your turn to speak? " Yan Qiao glared viciously at him. She never thought that this girl would actually have a helper during her time in Thousand Meddling Hands. However, so what? She still wouldn\'t give them any face.

"Then who are you? "Where did you come from?" Zhou Manzhen glanced at Yan Qiao and replied with a slightly unfriendly tone.

"Oh, you little girl, you\'re quite good at talking. Looking at your foxy appearance, you must be like her and like to hook up with men the most, right? Quickly tell everyone who you are, who\'s mistress are you?" Yan Qiao\'s words were spiteful, not caring about her status as a lady of a noble family as she spoke rudely.

"A mistress? What a joke. You call yourself a mistress, yet you speak in such a sarcastic ma

er. You look like a third child because of your shamelessness." Zhou Manzhen calmly replied. His sharp tongue caused Yan Qiao\'s face to darken.

"You ??" Yan Qiao raised her hand angrily, nearly slapping it down.

"What is it? You want to hit me? "If you have the ability, fight." The corners of Zhou Manzhu\'s lips curled up in a provocative smile.

"You think I don\'t dare?" Yan Qiao raised her hand in the air as she stared furiously at Zhou Manzhen.

"I said they don\'t have a home tutor, but I think you\'re the one with the least home tutor. You\'ve lived for a long time, and you\'ve eaten more salt than we\'ve eaten. How do you still not understand?" Zhou Manzhen mockingly raised her eyebrows. She hated self-righteous women the most, so she didn\'t know where she got her confidence from.

"You little cousin, if you have the ability, say it to me again." Yan Qiao\'s flustered face turned green as her body trembled intensely. Her sharp voice also rose an octave, instantly bringing the atmosphere to an impasse.

At this moment, more and more guests gathered to watch the show. Everyone had an expression of watching a good show. Some had looks of contempt, some were sneering, and there were even some who were eager for Zhou Manzhen and Yan Qiao to fight.