Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

As she spoke, a few tears fell from her eyes. The moment she put down the cup, the corner of her eyes did not miss the nervous expression on Ru Meng's face.

"Madam, you look to be in your forties or fifties. Even if you live for a few more decades, no one will believe that you are a hundred years old." Ru Meng thought she had covered up well, so she didn't know that she had been exposed.

Diwu Yue and his sons quietly looked at the scenes transmitted to them by their computers, afraid that Xuanyuan Yuzhu would make a mistake.

"How do you know there's something wrong with the soup?" Diwu Yue asked his youngest son in a low voice.

"Just look at the color. Even though it's very minute, the pictures that were uploaded through the grand grandma's earrings were scanned. It's the truth to get rid of some unnecessary things. " He placed his computer in front of everyone. After the hot air dispersed, the soup became a bit turbid.

Diwu Yue took a deep breath, this Mu Cheng had such a vicious heart.

"If he can deceive the world, how can he deceive himself?" Xuanyuan Yuzhu's lonely appearance was somewhat sad. She got up and walked to the window, and then opened it. There was no bone-piercing cold wind blowing in. On the contrary, it was as warm as a painting.

Xuanyuan Yuzhu's body was very weak since she was young, and she grew up drinking ginseng soup all year round.

Such a large gift was naturally done by Mu Zhengnan.

During the summer, these glass windows would naturally open, and during the winter, they would all be sealed. Thus, after entering Xuanyuan Yuzhu's territory, even if it was stormy snow outside, the inside would still be as warm as summer.

"Back then when I came to the Mu Family, it was because I was worried about my body that he constructed such a huge greenhouse. However, no matter how beautiful a flower is, there will be a day when it will fall. " Diwu Yue looked at Xuanyuan Yuzhu, his heart at a loss for words. Did that woman not have this kind of mentality?

"But the flower is still open. Even if I thank you, I will still bloom again. Madame, are you asking for trouble? " She giggled like she was eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Little girl, you've been following me for a long time, why haven't I noticed that you have such thoughts?" Xuanyuan Yuzhu suddenly laughed lightly.

"This soup is already cold. Madam, you should just drink it!" Ru Meng looked somewhat anxiously at the ginseng soup on the table, then smiled and said to Xuanyuan Yuzhu.

With Ru Meng's support, Xuanyuan Yuzhu returned to his seat and looked at the soup in front of him. Slowly, he lifted it up, trying to get closer to his lips.

At this moment, everyone's hearts rose as they looked at Xuanyuan Yuzhu in a daze.

Ru Meng kept shouting in her heart, "Hurry up and drink, drink …"

Diwu Yue and his sons looked at Xuanyuan Yuzhu nervously, their hearts in their throats.

Ding ling ling! Ding ling ling!

The phone suddenly rang, Xuanyuan Yuzhu did not even raise his head, he just wanted to walk out of the room, so Diwu Yue calmed down.

"Whose number?" Xuanyuan Yuzhu wiped off the water stains on his lips and asked indifferently.

"I don't know. After asking for a long time, there was no reply, so I hung up." Ru Meng said with a frown.

"That could be a mistake!"

"Maybe so."

Seeing that there was still a bit of the Sage Herb left, Ru Meng didn't force Xuanyuan Yuzhu to drink it. She packed her things down, and then took out a dustpan from the cupboard and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Yuzhu.