Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Zheng Tian knew the purpose of her visit a long time ago, so he thought up his words, "It's nonsense, Mommy, don't take it seriously."

Mrs. Zheng knew that this daughter was stronger since she was a child, and she couldn't tolerate others being better than her. She and Zheng Yuan had been fighting since childhood, and they were enemies.

"Don't lie to me, there is no wind without waves, how could such a thing happen? Are you really going to make a fuss?"

"I..." Zheng Tian frowned, trying to understate it as much as possible, "I just think that bitch is not pleasing to the eye, and I don't want her to have a good life. Now that she is married to Ouyang Yun, there is no shortage of glory and wealth. I feel uncomfortable. "

I hated it so much that I wanted to chop that bitch into eighteen pieces.

Although Chi Mo said that, she still couldn't let go of her heart and always felt uneasy.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zheng sighed softly.

"She's really lucky. She's already at the end of her rope, but she can turn around, but we underestimated her."

When Zheng Yuan was so miserable back then, she thought her life was over, but she didn't expect to be able to make waves, thinking about it made her annoyed.

Zheng Tian snorted coldly, feeling more and more uncomfortable in her heart, "What ability does she have? But because of having a son, Ouyang Yun married her because of this son. Hmph, if there is no such son..."

Her eyes lit up, and she rushed to Madam Zheng's side, pulling her arm and shaking it.

"Mommy, you must help me."

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Mrs. Zheng understood what she had said, she pondered for a while, and a murderous look flashed in her eyes, "I will try my best, but why are you arguing with Ah Mo? He still can't forget his feelings?"

Zheng Tian puffed up his chest, with a look of color on his face, "How is it possible? Ah Mo and I have been married for so many years, and we have a son. He only cares about our mother and son. Why have you ever seen him go out to fool around in these years?"

She desperately wants to save face, and she is also afraid that Mummy will be dissatisfied with her husband, so she is caught in the middle of a dilemma.

Mrs. Zheng sighed in her heart. This daughter is good at everything, but she is acting on her emotions. She is devoted to Chi Mo, and she puts all her heart on him.

It's easy to get hurt!

"This is the best way. You must not report the good news but not the bad ones, and make me worry."

Zheng Tian smiled like a flower, very brightly, "I know, I have confidence in Ah Mo, I was able to win it back then, and it is even more impossible to be snatched away now."

Having said that, she didn't know what to do. All these years, she was on guard like a wolf, for fear that Chi Mo would be snatched away.

Now that bitch appeared again, which made her even more worried.

She deeply knew that Zheng Yuan was different in Chi Mo's heart.

Mrs. Zheng frowned slightly, but quickly let go, "I'm relieved if you think so. Men like women who are gentle and gentle. Keep calm and don't make trouble with them."

"Got it, Mommy."

The morning sun is very bright, and it is very comfortable to shine on the body.

Zheng Yuan sat in the morning light, looking at her sleeping son tenderly. Although the child didn't say anything, she could tell that he was getting weaker day by day, and his little face was getting paler and paler.

She was in a very uncomfortable mood, and there was nothing she could do except stay by his side.

The operation is scheduled for next month, and everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Everyone was waiting for Ouyang Yun's body to adjust, waiting for the most suitable moment for bone marrow extraction.

There was a slight knock on the door outside, she frowned slightly, tiptoed out, and closed the door gently.

The bodyguard at the door pointed to a girl in sky-blue overalls, and whispered, "Young Madam, there is your courier."

Zheng Yuan was startled, "Express delivery?"

The girl was holding a large bouquet of perfume lilies, smiling enviously, and handing it over.

"Miss Zheng Yuan, you have nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers."