Qin Mu said, although she vaguely had an answer ready to co to mind.
She later looked at that photo carefully, from that angle, at that ti, it seed like Bian Jingwen was standing right there.
"Yeah! Who cares what those people say, as long as we live comfortably ourselves!"
Even Feng Fanghua, who always cared most about honor, couldn’t help but say that.
As soon as Feng Fanghua said these words, the whole family looked at her.
This was absolutely not the Feng Fanghua everyone knew, the Madam of the Mu family who valued reputation and status above all, a woman who took Mu Family’s honor as her standard.
"My mom has changed a lot! Qin Mu, did you cast so spell on my mom? How did she beco like this? I almost don’t recognize her!"
Mu Qingxin didn’t dare to ask Feng Fanghua recklessly but was bold enough to joke with Qin Mu.
Qin Mu didn’t know what to say after hearing that, she really hadn’t done anything, but the fact that Feng Fanghua could say such words really made her see her in a new light.
"Mu Qingxin, are you complaining that I was too ruthless before?"
Feng Fanghua raised her eyes and asked Mu Qingxin.
"I wouldn’t dare! I just feel like you’ve suddenly turned into a saint, and I’m just not used to it."
"Who wants you to get used to it? A married daughter is like spilled water, don’t you get it?"
Feng Fanghua had to bicker with her a bit.
Mu Qingxin imdiately stopped talking, she just kept her mouth shut tightly.
After dinner, Qin Mu took Huanhuan to sleep, and Mu Qingxin stayed in the room with Feng Fanghua holding Zifeng to sleep, chatting at the sa ti.
"Mom, tell about Bian Jingwen, she seems like a big trouble."
"Sigh! This girl might have sothing to do with the Qin Family, you better not get involved!"
Many things about the Qin Family are not exposed, certainly it’s not good for people to know about, Feng Fanghua thought over and over, feeling it would be better not to ddle.
"How could Bian Jingwen be related to the Qin Family, her last na is Bian!"
"There are too many involved in this, neither your father nor I ask Qin Mu much about this girl, and you shouldn’t ask too much either, now they are competing in design, we just watch."
Feng Fanghua said again.
The night outside had long deepened, Mu Qingxin lay on the bed listening to Feng Fanghua, who lay beside her son, say this, and felt indignant.
She wasn’t soone who liked to ddle in other people’s business, but she couldn’t stand it when she saw her family being bullied and frustrated.
So...
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The next morning, on Weibo, among the top stories was the news about a designer cheating in the city’s design competition.
No nas were ntioned, it only used the term "designer with the surna B."
As if Qin Mu and Rui Sen appearing on Weibo together, in a casual, understated way, these few simple lines scared everyone with a surna starting with B, especially Bian Jingwen.
Bian Jingwen was eating the breakfast her mother prepared in her rented house, idly browsing her phone, when she saw the content ntioned in the Weibo exposé, her face changed imdiately.
Her mother ca out of the kitchen, poured herself a glass of milk, sat across from her, and couldn’t help but ask her: "Jingwen, what’s wrong?"
Bian Jingwen was stunned, clenching her phone tightly. If her mother hadn’t been there, she might have smashed the phone after reading the Weibo.
A designer with the surna B?
There are still only a few people with a surna starting with B left in this competition, this exposé...
Bian Jingwen imdiately thought of Qin Mu, because she had told Qin Mu about eting Qin Haiming that day, so she imdiately suspected that it was Qin Mu who anonymously exposed it out of anger for her eting Qin Haiming.
But in front of her mother, she always maintained a gentle and lovely image, she naturally knew how to act, so she smiled faintly: "It’s nothing, just a sudden stomachache. Mom, you should go ho today; I can manage here by myself."
Bian Jingwen suggested softly.
"How could that be, how could your father and I possibly be at ease with you here by yourself, your dad told to stay and take care of you."
Bian Jingwen’s mother said.
"But if you stay here to take care of , how can you stop worrying about my dad? I’m a girl who knows how to take care of myself a bit, but he’s a man who is naturally careless in life. If you’re not by his side, he might not even take his blood pressure dication on ti, how could you bear that?"
Bian Jingwen was so understanding that it softened her mother’s heart.
"You child, you’ve always been so considerate from childhood to now, your dad and I don’t know how we accumulated such good fortune over several lifetis, so I’ll go back today, but you must live well here, the outco of the competition isn’t important, but if my precious daughter isn’t living well, your dad and I won’t stand for it."
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