Chapter 1092: Chapter 1092: The Mistress Rises to Power
Xia Weibao silently glanced over the clothes and accessories on this wealthy woman, all of which were top-quality, estimated to be worth millions.
Radiant and indeed very luxurious.
However, rely piling on expensive accessories made it appear sowhat garish.
Moreover, her youthful makeup did not match her age, giving her a sowhat gaudy air.
She was nowhere near the class of Zhong Wanshu!
Zhong Wanshu was a true lady from a prestigious family, exuding elegance and grace from deep within, embodying the refinent of a noble household.
Noble in essence and deanor.
Not comparable to soone like Xu Qiurong, who relies rely on brand nas.
Xia Weibao quietly criticized, wondering what Lu Changcheng saw in preferring a low-class item over sothing high-end!
Or perhaps n are drawn to won with a touch of worldliness?
Lu Changcheng’s pupils shrank slightly when he saw Lu Huashan’s face.
His mouth slightly agape, montarily dazed, “Wanshu…”
The mont of disorientation was brief, and he quickly realized, his eyes widened slightly, “Shanshan?”
Lu Huashan replied impatiently, “Good dogs don’t block the way.”
Xia Weibao was shocked at that mont, is this how a daughter talks to her father?
Noting Lu Huashan’s cold deanor, it seed the father-daughter relationship was quite strained.
Indeed, Lu Changcheng’s face dropped, “Shanshan, watch your words, I am your father.”
Lu Huashan didn’t respond, only responding with a cold smile.
It was the first ti Xia Weibao noticed how much Lu Huashan resembled Lu Hualiang, conveying a biting chill without needing to say a word!
Lu Huashan’s smile was sarcastic, “Father, Chairman Lu, you must be mistaken, I don’t have a father.”
As Lu Changcheng was about to get angry, Xu Qiurong quickly tried to diate, “Changcheng, don’t be angry, Shanshan is young and ignorant…”
“Shut up!” Lu Huashan suddenly snapped coldly, “Who said you could call Shanshan.”
Xu Qiurong’s expression changed, instantly appearing sowhat aggrieved.
She seed to want to approach Lu Huashan, but also appeared sowhat afraid.
Ultimately, she looked at Lu Changcheng with grievance, like a damsel in distress, seeking support.
She was already quite beautiful, and now her gentle and weak deanor really tugged at the heartstrings.
Provided you ignored the fleeting shrewd glint in her eyes.
Xia Weibao raised an eyebrow, wondering how many n could refuse such a gentle and fragile woman?
Credit where it’s due, Xu Qiurong was deft with her approach; if placed in the Imperial Harem from before, even if she didn’t last to the final episode, she’d be close enough.
“Lu Huashan, she is your mother!” Lu Changcheng suppressed his anger, knowing he would lose it were it not a public setting.
“Is Chairman Lu senile? My mom’s na is Zhong Wanshu, can you not disgust by bringing a mistress in front of ?”
Xu Qiurong’s eyes reddened, her body shivering slightly.
Lu Changcheng’s face changed drastically, but seeing passing glances from nearby onlookers, he could only force down his anger.
“Shanshan, your Auntie Xu and I are married now, she is your mother.”
“A mistress stepping up, indeed.”
Lu Huashan said playfully, full of rebellion.
She suddenly laughed and leaned closer to Xu Qiurong’s face, “What, do you find particularly displeasing, very angry? I just love seeing you wish you could kill but have to pretend to be demure, sigh, sigh, sigh, don’t get upset, or your image will crumble.”
After saying this, Lu Huashan’s eyes shifted, cutting like a cold blade towards the about-to-anger Lu Changcheng.
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