Fang Mengru rolled her eyes, "Mom, who do you think I am? How could I possibly see Fang Yin? If someone calls me Miss Fang, just listen to it. Mom, you don't take it seriously, do you?"

Fang Mengru folded her arms and simply leaned against the wall, looking very lazy.

Liang Jing looked at her with a look of incompetence.

But fortunately, I have two children, as long as my son can grow up, that will be fine.

Thinking of this, Liang Jing's expression relaxed slightly. After being a mother and daughter for so many years, how could Fang Mengru not know what her mother was thinking.

In this case, they would just wait and see. She wanted to see what position her mother could hold for Fang Yue, that loser.

"Of course I know you don't have the ability to show up in front of Fang Yin, but there's just one thing... come closer so that the servants don't hear you!"

Fang Mengru coyly muttered impatiently, "What can happen... I'm so annoyed that I have to go back and try on my new bag..."

I just didn't expect to hear such breaking news.

"What? Are you sure you're not mistaken? How is that possible? He looks so cold and cold. I would rather believe that Fang Yue made someone else's belly bigger than that Fang Yin would..."

After meeting Liang Jing's eyes, Fang Mengru immediately covered her mouth, "How is that possible? Mom, did you hear it wrong?"

"It's impossible to make a mistake about this kind of thing, and last month, when Fang Yin was away, I went to see that woman."

"What? Mom, are you crazy!"

Fang Mengru covered her mouth again. This series of information shocked her so much that she couldn't think.

First, what does it mean that Fang Yin has a child of his own?

Second, his mother actually took advantage of Fang Yin's absence to find a woman that Fang Yin really liked?

Or warn that woman?

Fang Mengru didn't know what to say, "Mom, if Fang Yin's child was conceived by that woman, wouldn't you have dug a minefield and buried yourself? God, I don't even know how to save you.

"

It's not Fang Mengru's exaggeration. Everyone in this upper class circle knows that Mr. Fang doesn't like his stepmother.

Just because of this, Liang Jing has not been able to integrate into the circle of wives. What a joke, who wants to go against Fang Yin? Isn't that asking for death?

Although these wives buy bags and discuss children's education issues when they have nothing to do, they don't pay any attention to the affairs between men.

Who doesn't know that Fang Yin's business territory has now expanded to Northern Europe, and Fang Yin's ambitions don't stop there.

To go against Fang Yin would be to ruin your family's property.

They still want to be rich wives for the rest of their lives, so how can they be willing to ruin their happiness?

"That woman is not as talkative as you think. Otherwise, do you think I would still sit here and tell you that Fang Yin has a child?"

Liang Jing told the truth. Fang Yin hated it when her family mentioned her mother, not even her name.

Not to mention as "Mrs. Fang".

In Fang Yin's eyes, this was a naked provocation.

The price behind this is impossible for them to bear.

Fang Mengru never wanted to go back to that wet alley in her life, with garbage scattered everywhere and pits filled with sewage one after another.

And the ever-dim hallway lights...

"I advise you not to provoke Fang Yin. This result is not something you can bear."

Liang Jing squinted her eyes. Years of living as a wealthy woman had long made her forget the days when their family lived in that shabby house.

"Who are you talking to? Without me, do you think you can live a life where you only need to use your brain to choose a bag?"

It was obvious that her son and daughter had a good life because of her, but she hated Fang Mengru the most for telling Liang Jing not to mess around, otherwise it would ruin their lives.

"If you were a man and you weren't the first person to guess, how could we have lived through several years of hard life because you were the only one who didn't live up to expectations!"

Fang Mengru's hand holding the strap of her bag had already been clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

She knew that Liang Jing would definitely mention these strange things again. She was not a son, complaining that she could not choose the right gender. I am afraid she also hated herself for being reincarnated and taking away the opportunity to have a eldest son in her belly.

But even after listening to it for so many years, she still couldn't get used to it.

Fang Yue is a son, but his useless look is better than mine?

Fang Mengru didn't think so.

"If I hadn't found a way to get a B-ultrasound back then, and if I knew you were a daughter, I would have definitely aborted you."

Liang Jing lay back on the chair again.

I don't feel at all that there is anything wrong with what I said.

At that time, she and Mrs. Fang were pregnant at almost the same time. Even if it was to make her child bigger than Fang Yin, she would never abort Fang Mengru.

Liang Jing didn't say anything, but Fang Mengru knew.

Oh, Liang Jing also used some methods to make herself born a few days earlier. If she hadn't been so lucky, I really don't know if she would have lived to such an old age.

"...Have you said enough? Let me talk too much. If you want to die, then you can. I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said."

Fang Mengru was carrying the packing bag and was about to go back to her room.

Before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by a drink.

"Where are you going? I am your mother, and we are on the same front.

Now you have to find a way to help me deal with that child, don’t you understand? If he is born, what will happen to us, mother and son, and what will happen to your brother? Your brother will never be able to take over the group.

Got it!"

If it weren't for the fact that she was holding Dongfang Mengru in her hands, she would have really wanted to rush over and cover Liang Jing's mouth.

It's not like they were the only two people in this house. What was she yelling about in broad daylight? If someone got the news to Fang Yin, their whole family would have nothing to do with fighting for the group.

Difficult thing.

Having said that, isn’t it Liang Jing’s heart that is her own son? Why should she have to find a way to deal with Fang Yin’s child?

Why doesn't she want to let her good-for-nothing son take action?

Fang Mengru didn't look back. The next moment, Liang Jing threw an unknown object and hit her shoulder.

"ah--"

Fang Mengru turned back bitterly.

She hates her birth so much, she hates Liang Jing so much!

She hated Liang Jing so much.

"You damn girl, who do you show such an expression to?"

Liang Jing didn't think there was anything wrong. She was their mother, so wasn't it natural for her children to help?

"If you don't help, your brother will be in charge of the group in the future, and you won't be able to get a piece of the pie."

Hearing Liang Jing's words, Fang Mengru wanted to laugh a little.

Can Fang Yue, a loser, surpass Fang Yin and take charge of the Fang Group?

It's just that Fang Mengru doesn't want to argue with an alcoholic now.

Every time Liang Jing drank too much, she kept talking about trivial things about old and rotten millet.

"We'll talk when you wake up."

After saying that, Fang Mengru left without looking back.

Liang Jing lay down again drunkenly, still dreaming about her dream of becoming the mother of the chairman of the group.

As long as, as long as Fang Yin is knocked down.

Her son will be in power, and she will no longer have to look at Fang Yin's face...

After Fang Mengru returned to her room, she took out all the new bags she bought today and touched them, finally feeling better.

Even because of these bags, she couldn't fall out with Liang Jing for the time being.

But as she got older, she became more and more dissatisfied with Liang Jing's views and practices. She only valued her son, but Fang became more and more useless.

If...if I were a boy, would this still happen?

Fang Mengru doesn't want to be attached to Liang Jing and her unreliable brother, but it's a pity that nothing can be done now.

She won't let them be proud for long.

…

Liang Jing drank and went back to sleep. When she opened her eyes at night, she saw a person sitting on the sofa in her room.

It’s Fang Mengru.

"You're so crazy that you sat there silently and scared me."

Liang Jing stroked her chest and rose and fell a few times.

Fang Mengru closed the fashion magazine she was passing time on.
To be continued...