Chapter 1575
Almighty Daughter Runs The World
âChapter 1575: 238: fed a belly full of dog food, showing affection in publicâ
Translator: 549690339
âSoon after, Cen Shaoqing also sat in the driverâs seat. â
âThe speed of the car was neither fast nor slow. Ten minutes later, the car steadily stopped in front of the Cen family manor. â
âImmediately, a servant came up to greet him. âFifth Master.â â
Cen Shaoqing handed the car keys to him. âPark in the garage.â
âOkay.âThe servant nodded.
Cen Shaoqing held ye Zaoâs hand and put it into the pocket of his coat.
The two of them walked into the manor together.
âHearing footsteps, old Mrs. Cen smiled and looked up. âTheyâre here! Theyâre here!â â
âSitting opposite Old Mrs. Cen was a middle-aged woman. She smiled and said, âAunt, Iâve long heard that Shaoqingâs fiancée is the same as the one in the painting. This time, Iâm finally going to see her in person!â â
âThis person was old Mrs. Cenâs distant niece, called Chen Lanfang. She would come to the Cen family to pay New Yearâs greetings every year. Unfortunately, she did not see ye Zhuo at the Cen family last year. â
ââAn ordinary person. My granddaughter-in-law is an ordinary person.âOld Mrs. Cen said in a very low-key manner, âIâm not from the Appearance Association. As long as the two children can see eye to eye, thatâs enough.â â
âHearing this, Chen Lanfang frowned. What old Mrs. Cen meant was that ye Zao was not as good-looking as the rumors said? â
âAt this moment, the footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. â
ââGrandma, weâre Back!âCen Shaoqingâs voice sounded in the air. â
âOld Mrs. Cen stood up and said with a smile, âThere was no traffic jam on the road, right?â â
âThere was no traffic jam.â
âOld Mrs. Cen held ye Zaoâs hand and continued, âZao Zao, this is your cousin Lan Fang. Lan Fang, this is Shao Qingâs girlfriend, Zao Zao.â â
Chen Lan Fang was stunned.
âThis, this was the ordinary person that old Mrs. Cen had mentioned. â
âWhen she heard Old Mrs. Cen say that ye Zao was an ordinary person, Chen Lan Fang thought that ye Zaoâs looks were ordinary and not as good-looking as the rumors said. She did not expect that ye Zaoâs looks were even better than the rumors said. â
How was this an ordinary person.
âIf this was an ordinary person, what would she be? â
Scum?
Three kinds of people!
âYe Zao greeted politely, âCousin Lanfang.â â
ââOh my goodness!âChen Lanfang was so excited that she even blurted out her hometown words, âThis is not an ordinary person! This is simply a fairy from the nine heavens! My Great-grandmother, your granddaughter-in-law is too beautiful, right?â â
âOld Lady Cenâs face was full of smiles, but she still said modestly, âOrdinary people, ordinary people, itâs not that exaggerated.â â
âCen Shaoqing slightly lowered his eyes and whispered in ye Zaoâs ear, âGrandma is simply a Versailles competition.â â
ââTsk,âye Zao teased, âYou, a monk, still know Versailles literature.â â
ââThatâs right, I donât only know Versailles literature, I know a lot of it.â â
âYouâre bragging.â
âThe two whispered to each other. In the eyes of outsiders, it was a beautiful and vivid scene. â
âChen Lanfang turned to look at Old Mrs. Cen and continued, âAunt, Iâve finally seen it today! Even our villageâs Flower Shiyu isnât as beautiful as searing! Youâre too modest!â â
âOld Mrs. Cen waved her hands repeatedly. âNot modest, not at all modest. Look at searing searing searing, itâs just two eyes and a nose! Itâs so ordinary that it canât be any more ordinary!âShe had only recently learned Versailles literature, she just wanted to show it off. Versailles literature was indeed useful. â
âChen Lanfang:ââ¦âshe felt that her aunt was showing off, but she had no evidence. â
âAt this moment, the Butler rushed in. âOld Lady! Old Lady!â â
âWhatâs Wrong?âOld Mrs. Cen asked.
âThe butler continued, âThe security department called. They said that thereâs a relative outside who claims to be from his hometown to wish you a happy new year. Do you want to let her in?â â
ââLet me see the video,âold Mrs. Cen said. â
âOkay.âThe housekeeper took out her tablet and connected to the security departmentâs video.
A white-haired old man appeared on the screen. He was holding a five-or six-year-old child.
It was already the 21st century. The childâs clothes were still covered with patches. There were two snot-nosed girls hanging from his nose. His little face was red from the cold.
âOld Mrs. Cen looked at him for a long time, but she still couldnât tell who he was. â
âAt this moment, the old man smiled and spoke, âHaifengâs mother! Iâm xiue, Ma Xiue! Isnât that niece of mine married to the son of the eldest uncle, the daughter-in-law of Haifengâs uncleâs second auntâs family? ! Iâm San Ma Ziâs mother!â â
âAlthough it was a little far-fetched, and they didnât even have the same relationship, old Mrs. Cen still remembered immediately. She smiled and said, âOh, OH, oh! Itâs You! San Ma Ziâs mother! Come in, come in!â â