How can we help Nan Huan, who now needs to rely on the authority of Shanda's leader?
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Military hospital.
Less than five minutes after Yao Shanshan was sent to the emergency room, a team came in from the end of the corridor. The leader was an elderly lady with a noble temperament and her body was covered with jewels.
She was wearing a black mink velvet coat, underneath a red cheongsam embroidered with white peonies, a shiny and transparent pearl necklace around her neck, an imperial green jadeite bracelet on her left wrist, and a Buddhist bead wrapped around her right wrist. Bracelet.
She was leaning on a cane with a dragon head, and her eyes were focused on Mu Zhao's face from the moment she appeared.
Nan Huan looked unkind and stretched out his hand to pull Mu Zhao behind him, saying in a faint tone: "Is she the old lady of the Yao family?"
Mu Zhao felt warmed by Nan Huan's subconscious protective action. She walked out from behind Nan Huan and stood side by side with her, "Well, not only that, but also several mistresses of the Yao family are here."
One of the women is somewhat similar to Su Wanwan¡¯s mother Jiang Meimei. She is the biological mother of Su Wanwan¡¯s aunt Yao Shanshan and Yao Wenshu, Jiang Zhirou.
Mu Zhao sneered, it was not a good idea.
Sure enough, Jiang Zhirou came out first from the team to support the old lady of the Yao family, and said to the old lady of the Yao family with a low voice: "Mom, this is the child of the Mu familymy poor Shanshan, poor child What kind of evil did you do to meet such a broom star And Xixiu, my poor nephew, was so fascinated by this little vixen that he didn't even want to avenge his father and mother"
Mrs. Yao Wang Peiying looked at Mu Zhao with cold eyes, "I heard that Xiu'er protected you very well, so much so that he even gave up on repaying the country's hatred and family feud. But, I am different from that idiot. Your grandma harmed you Even if my son-in-law and daughter are dead, even if it has nothing to do with you, as long as I am alive and breathing, you will never want to enter the Sheng family or harm my poor idiot."
Wang Peiying is highly respected in the aristocratic circle. She is a retired painting master with a national treasure level and is very loved by the people.
Mu Zhao also thought about her reputation and that she could really understand Wang Peiying's plight of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person, so she said sincerely.
"Grandma Yao, I have never thought about having anything to do with your grandson. He is the one who has been pestering me all the time. So, if you have that time to worry that I will seduce your precious grandson, why not go back and talk to him about it? It is best to let go If I have a way out, I will disappear into the empire from now on, how about that?"
Wang Peiying changed her face, her brows concealing anger.
She squinted her eyes and thought, it turns out that little brat is hot-headed and people don't look down on him at all?
"Oh my god, Wang Peiying, she is so angry when she thinks that her excellent grandson is so disliked by the descendants of her enemies.
She had a sullen face and tapped the ground with her cane: "Oh, Miss Mu, I am an old guy who is buried up to my neck in loess and I don't know tomorrow. In all my life, this is the first time I have seen someone like you." Shameless girl. You look down on my idiot so much, why are you so reluctant to leave his side and shamelessly live in his Xicheng mansion?"
"Do you know who lived in the Xicheng Mansion during his lifetime?"
"That was the house where his parents lived before they were alive. How can you not tolerate a descendant of your enemy living there? Aren't you afraid that the unjust soul will haunt you every night and demand his life?" (Remember the website address of this website. £ºwww.hlnovel.com