Wang Chaoqing opened his eyes and looked at this adopted daughter whom he seemed to have never known.

She is really confused now, what is going on in this world?

Could it be that after more than forty years of life experience, I still can't understand that my daughter actually persuaded me to admit a non-existent concubine, and even my own husband took the initiative to find an adulterer for her?

This is something that would make people laugh to death if told about it, and no one would even believe that such a thing exists.

But these all really happened in her life.

Wang Chaoqing's lips twitched and he trembled: "What do you want me to do?"

Beiming Jiaoniang felt that Mrs. Wang should have figured it out, or even if she didn't understand it, she had at least made up her mind and was willing to accept this fact. She didn't know how long this state could last, but it was the best time to instill ideas.

So he walked forward and whispered in her ear:

"You have to hold on to San Mei's heart, because she is now someone that even father can't afford to offend, so you have to be nice to her. Since father is also willing to let Li Dequan be San Mei's father, then let's do it. You have to think

The question is, how do you get your own benefits from this? Mother, these men are heartless, we have to help ourselves, we can’t rely on anyone."

There was no expression on Wang Chaoqing's face. Beiming's words were like burning flames, making her feel hot and trembling.

She couldn't be so naive now and really think that her adopted daughter had any feelings for her.

They are not all the same, they are here for profit.

It would have been nice if she had discovered that her daughter had been exchanged and pursued it desperately, instead of just letting it go because of fear and timidity.

She regrets it so much.

…

While feeding the red-backed flame wolf meat, Yuan Wense gently tapped the beat with her fingers and hummed softly on her lips. This was a piece of pop music that she liked to listen to very much.

In fact, traveling back in time to ancient times, Yuan Wense felt that even being a queen was not worth it.

How wonderful the modern era is. Sound, light, electromagnetism are omnipotent.

In ancient times, if you liked a play or something, even if you were a queen and could raise a theater troupe in your own family, it was impossible for you to sit at home and search on your mobile phone like in modern times, and other artists around the world could see it.

Beiming Youyu ran over with her skirt in hand, and Qin Yingmao followed her with a smile on his face, but it was a very reserved smile, not particularly excessive...

Qin Yingmao has an average appearance and a good temperament, otherwise it would not be his turn to play the role of immortal. Beiming Youyu was already beautiful and good at dressing up, and now he is in a good mood and looks even more moving.

When two people come together, they have a different kind of charm, like two elegant bonsai plants on a scenic stage.

A young couple ran over, which made people feel very good just looking at them.

"Sister." Beiming Youyu called out crisply, with a bell-like sweetness.

Yuan Wense slightly lifted up one side of her skirt and gave up half her seat. Beiming Youyu sat down next to her, with a feeling of spring breeze on her face: "Sister, she agreed. It's really funny. The whole family is so shameless.

To the point of surprise.”

Yuan Wense laughed at her, "Congratulations, you have a father and a mother, you are blessed with both."

Qin Yingmao stood behind him with a dull expression on his face. He always felt that what the concubine said was so interesting.
Chapter completed!