Jiang Shu pinched the golden card and looked at it under the light. It looked like money.
"You Mr. Fu are really extravagant."
"Yes, sir, he is very kind to his wife."
Jiang Shu smiled lightly, but did not take these words into her heart. She placed the card on her chin and patted her face, "I never thought I would be able to feel the feeling of being taken care of for once in my lifetime."
maid:"……"
After taking this card, Jiang Shu went to the beauty salon a few more times. The waiter's attitude became much better when he saw the gold card. The facial treatment area was also changed to a separate cubicle with fruits and other food next to it.
There are so many rich ladies here, Jiang Shu is inevitably a little nervous. After all, she is a sparrow, and it is always awkward to break into the Phoenix's nest.
"Let me ask you, are all the wives of rich people in the VIP box?" Jiang Shu asked the waiter in a low voice. If Fu Shiyan was willing to spend such a big price on her, the women here should be of similar status.
The waiter patiently replied: "Some are daughters of wealthy families, but of course most are wives of wealthy families."
Jiang Shu knew it well, "Are they all fierce?"
The waiter smiled reluctantly, "Most of them... are quite well-mannered."
After finishing her facial, Jiang Shu went to the bathroom before leaving.
There were gorgeously dressed women washing their hands outside. Their faces had obviously been moved and were extremely delicate.
"Mrs. Zhao, I heard that Brother Qian lost a few games in Wenhua and was scolded?" one of the women asked, with a curious expression.
"Hmph, it's hard for a gambler to achieve great things." The woman called Mrs. Zhao wiped her face in the mirror with great disdain.
"That can't be said completely. He is the only son in the Zhao family. He will have to inherit the family in the future. He will grow up after all."
Jiang Shu was sitting in the toilet cubicle and listened to these words unintentionally, feeling that they sounded familiar.
Zhao family? Zhao Qian? Isn't this the young boy Fu Shiyan met in Wenhua? She said at the time that he was lying.
Is that Mrs. Zhao outside? That stepmother?
"It's better to have another child when he grows up. It's a pity that the old man can't do anything anymore."
The two women laughed ambiguously, and the laughter made Jiang Shu blush.
"Then what do you think? Don't blame me for being harsh. You are a latecomer. I don't know how much money I will leave for you when the old man goes west. Have you left a way out for yourself?"
Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath, "Of course I will leave a way out. It's impossible to rely solely on the Zhao family. If I can't get it, no one else can get it."
This tone clearly concealed a calculation, "I went to see Wanjing's director a few days ago and got a piece of evidence..."
"Snapped"
The mobile phone held by Jiang Shu accidentally dropped to the ground, and the sound outside suddenly stopped. The former closed his eyes and felt hopeless, wishing to chop his own hands off.
For a moment, under the alert eyes of the two women, Jiang Shu slowly pushed open the compartment door, pretended to be calm, washed his hands, and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Mrs. Zhao said: "Wait a minute!"
Jiang Shu's back froze, "What's the matter?"
"turn around."
She looked desperate, and after a while she forced a smile and turned her head, "Hello."
Mrs. Zhao is very young, not much older than Zhao Qian, but she is actually his stepmother.
Mrs. Zhao crossed her hands on her chest and stepped forward to look around at Jiang Shu. "...Why does he look so familiar?"
The woman behind her was also examining her, and suddenly said: "Isn't this the woman who made trouble here that day?"
They all recognized it. Jiang Shu smiled so hard that his face almost froze, "Good memory, it's me."