Mrs. Si came to Pingcheng for the first time.

Before she came, she was both jealous and contemptuous: Why can Si Xingpei stand on his own, but her son can't?

From the airport to Si Xingpei's official residence, all the way through the bustling and lively streets, Mrs. Si suddenly balanced.

"It's nothing special, this place is really dilapidated and old!" Mrs. Si frowned.

She also thought that since Si Xingpei occupied Pingcheng, then Yuecheng belonged to Si Mu.

Yuecheng is a big city in East China, second only to Shanghai, and even Nanjing loses 20% to Yuecheng.

"It's very simple. It's not bad for a city in the mainland to be like this." Si Qiongzhi said objectively.

She really likes the quaint street scenes in Pingcheng, especially the all-wood storefronts, and the carved fabrics are low-key and luxurious, which is incomparable to those Western-style buildings.

"Not bad." Mrs. Si patted Qiongzhi's hand, "You are confused about reading."

"I'm just looking at it. If I were to live here every day, I wouldn't be used to it." Si Qiongzhi smiled.

Mrs. Si was happy.

"Mu'er really should come and see." Mrs. Si said again.

When they got up early and took the plane over, Simu insisted that he would put Yuzao on the train and drive over by himself.

It would take five or six hours to drive here, and Mrs. Si thought he was refusing.

That little girl Yuzao was only born to her concubine, and Simu drove that concubine away, how much can she hurt this girl?

It's nothing more than an excuse to use children.

"I can't blame my brother for running away. He didn't get divorced for two months, but he got married here. He's just afraid that he won't be able to save face." Si Qiongzhi interceded for Si Mu.

Consistent with Madam Si's thoughts, Si Qiongzhi also felt that Si Mu would not come.

None of them forced him.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Si didn't care. "This is the elder brother. It should be married earlier than him. Besides, what is that Gu Qingzhou worth?"

Gu Qingzhou is penniless and not worthy of his boss.

If she hadn't needed her to resist Wei Qingjia at that time, Mrs. Si would never have given her a chance.

However, they are divorced, which is really good for Mrs. Si.

This time, she must choose a decent wife for Simu.

"Brother is not as knowledgeable as you." Si Qiongzhi hugged Mrs. Si's arm.

Mrs. Si patted her hand, very pleased with this thoughtful little padded jacket.

Their topic shifted from Si Xingpei and Si Mu to Si Xingpei's fiancee, Miss Yan.

"I haven't heard the wind. Where is Miss Yan from?" Mrs. Si was puzzled.

As soon as she heard the news of Si Xingpei's marriage, she sent someone to inquire about the identity of Si Xingpei's fiancée, and learned that the Yan family in Singapore had indeed sent someone to see her.

So, this thing is real.

The Yan family did business with the British, Japanese, Vietnamese, American, and Chinese governments in Nanjing, Peiping, and Wuhan.

Singapore is a British colony, and the Queen also conferred the title of Master Yan.

In short, the Yan family is a leader among the overseas Chinese in Singapore.

Si Xingpei has been running around all year round. He has also been to Singapore, and it is not surprising that he has met the Yan family.

Mrs. Si was very troubled. She only felt that Si Mu's future wife could not be worth more than this Miss Yan, and her face was dull.

"I heard that she is very beautiful, and everyone who has seen her said that Miss Yan is a beautiful woman." Si Qiongzhi said.

Mrs. Si disdain: "How beautiful can you be?"

Thinking of this, Mrs. Si is even more fortunate that Gu Qingzhou has been swept out of the house, otherwise, compared with this concubine from Singapore, Gu Qingzhou is simply muddy.

"It's time for Gu Qingzhou to see, what kind of background and appearance the daughter-in-law of our Si family should be." Mrs. Si said, "She is simply a humiliation of our family!"

"Fortunately, she's gone, and she will never be with us in the future." Si Qiongzhi was also relieved, "It's great, I really want to meet Miss Yan. The one who is worthy of my eldest brother is definitely a beauty."

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Si was displeased.

Si Qiongzhi said, "Mom, eldest brother, he is romantic, he has seen countless people, he is not a real beauty, how can he like him?"

In Si Qiongzhi's heart, the second brother is her best brother, and although Si Xingpei is bad, he is better than her second brother.

A woman who can be worthy of the boss's career should also be a human being.

"That's true." Mrs. Si pursed her lips and smiled.

She had an idea in her mind.

If this Miss Yan dared not take her mother-in-law into her eyes, she would use Si Xingpei's **** to stimulate her and let her know what rotten person she married!

Si Xingpei is a bastard, vulgar and cruel, how can he be half as good as Si Mu?

When the two of them were talking, the car arrived at Si Xingpei's official residence.

After entering the door, the car did not stop.

Mrs. Si was surprised: "Why are you still going inside?"

"Madam, the official residence of the Master is very big, and it will take twenty minutes to walk there, so let's drive you." The adjutant said.

Mrs. Si pouted again: Si Xingpei is really extravagant.

Such a big yard is about to catch up with the Presidential Palace, which is really a waste.

Soon, the car stopped in a three-story courtyard.

The path is paved with cobblestones and leads to the door of the small building. Flowers and plants are planted on both sides, among which is a peach tree, with its horned branches stretched and its pink stamens shining.

Madam Si and Si Qiongzhi entered the door, and the maid hurriedly greeted them with a sincere smile: "Madam, Third Miss."

"Are you Sister Zhu?" Mrs. Si recognized the maid at a glance.

"Yes, Madam still remembers me." Sister Zhu's smile became even more humble.

Mrs. Si nodded slightly, showing little interest in servants.

She asked Mrs. Zhu, "Where's Miss Yan?"

"My wife is already upstairs and she is still putting on makeup. Please go upstairs with your wife and Miss San, please?" Mrs. Zhu asked softly.

Mrs. Si nodded.

This time, she didn't find fault again.

The bride should put on makeup and change clothes, and it should be impossible to walk away at this moment.

The auspicious time of Si Xingpei and Miss Yan was at 7:30 in the evening, and there was still enough time.

Therefore, Mrs. Si took Si Qiongzhi upstairs.

In front of the dressing table by the window, a beautiful woman was sitting. Her hair on the temples is like a cloud, and it has been tied up. The high bun makes her neck slender and white as jade.

She hasn't changed yet, wearing a moon-white nightgown.

The curveless nightgown couldn't hide her graceful and graceful figure.

She saw the figure in the mirror and stood up.

Both Mrs. Si and Si Qiongzhi held their breaths and stared at her, wanting to see what the so-called beauty of beauty was.

However, when she really turned her face, Si Qiongzhi and Mrs. Si were all stunned.

Especially Si Qiongzhi, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

No one spoke in the room, and for a moment it was so silent that a needle fell.