After that, Song Wanling thought of many ways, including that person also helping her think of ways.
After all, among the women he knew, there was no one like Song Wanling.
Moreover, there have been a lot of things going on recently, and it was just when he kept Song Wanling's card that it was useful.
But no matter what method was used, the smell of her body never changed.
She went to the hospital today, and the doctor she found for her was a doctor from Kyoto. I heard that he was very knowledgeable about these strange and complicated diseases.
What a coincidence, the two of them arrived at the hospital at almost the same time.
Su Ran smelled the stinky smell on Song Wanling's body and couldn't help but vomited immediately.
Song Wanling turned around and glared at Su Ran with cold eyes.
She knew she smelled, but she had already sprayed perfume when she came.
This woman is too squeamish, pretending to be weak, do you think she can't see it?
What kind of fairy tales are these thousand-year-old foxes playing?
Song Wanling stepped on her high heels and left arrogantly.
"Who...who is this woman?" Mrs. Su originally wanted to curse, but when she saw Song Wanling dressed so well, she could only bite her tongue and ask Su Ran, "She is so proud."
"That person..." Su Ran stopped mid-sentence, "He looks familiar."
Who is coming?
She couldn't remember it for a moment.
"Are you still vomiting?" Mrs. Su said with a smile, "There's no need to check. I'm definitely pregnant."
Su Ran's face was also beaming with joy.
She actually guessed it when she vomited just now.
In addition, my period has been postponed for more than a week.
"It's better to check it out." She stroked her belly and said, "This is more accurate."
Thinking about her and Wen Fengbai's child in his belly, even if he knew the truth later, he would not blame her.
"That's right, it's not that much money short anyway." Mrs. Su said, "This woman just wants to think of herself as more valuable. The more valuable you are to yourself, the more valuable your man will be to you."
"Besides, you are the treasure of old Wen's family, Wen Fengbai's first child," Mrs. Su said, "Why can't your mother-in-law express her gratitude?"
"Don't be stupid when the time comes," Mrs. Su poked her forehead. "You want to live in a big house, so that we won't have anywhere to live when we come here."
"Mom, I know." Su Ran said.
She didn't know how much money Zhao had in her hands before. That day she overheard colleagues in the workshop chatting about how much a Linglong Pavilion cheongsam she bought cost.
My colleagues in the workshop are all envious.
Then I heard the colleague say, "Don't envy me. We should all envy Su Ran."
Other colleagues are confused why?
The colleague said, "Su Ran's mother-in-law is the master chef of Linglong Pavilion, so making clothes for Su Ran is not a matter of minutes?"
"The most important thing is, master master, how much money do you make in a month?"
My colleague attended Su Ran's wedding, so she knew Mrs. Zhao.
What a coincidence is that Ms. Zhao has been spending a lot of time in Linglong Pavilion recently. She happened to meet Ms. Zhao when she went shopping for clothes that day, and Ms. Zhao even had someone give her some discounts.
I just gave him a few yuan as a discount, so I don’t know how much Mr. Zhao can earn in a month.
Colleagues all looked at her with envy.
It was at that time that Su Ran realized that she had underestimated Zhao in the past.
I thought she just came from a small place and came to Linglong Pavilion just to attack others. Who would have thought that she could be so powerful.
Zhao had never deceived her about the matter of the master, but Su Ran automatically chose to ignore it.
And those clothes that Zhao made for her, she rarely wore in the past.
Especially the clothes that Zhao gave her when she got married didn't even have a trademark, and she always felt that they were not as good as the ones in big shopping malls.
Who would have thought that Zhao was actually the master of Linglong Pavilion.
The clothes given to her naturally had no labels.
But those clothes, once her cousin came to play with her, Su Ran took a fancy to her clothes and gave her all the clothes made by Zhao.
She felt heartbroken when she thought of this.
"What's wrong?" asked Mrs. Su.
Su Ran shook her head and was about to speak when she suddenly thought of something, "Let me tell you why she is so familiar."
"What?" He said without a clue.
Su Ran said excitedly, "That arrogant woman just now is Gu Nuan's mother-in-law."
Mrs. Su's eyes flashed with light.
"You said she was Gu Nuan's mother-in-law." She said excitedly, "Come on, let's catch up and have a look."
She didn't forget that if it weren't for Gu Nuan's support, how could Zhao be like this?
Wen Fengbai's cheap niece is not easy to meet.
If it weren't for her, Su Ran and Wen Fengbai were in good terms, and Wen Fengbai wouldn't be like this, thinking about his niece in everything, forgetting that he had already married and started a business.
If Gu Nuan knew what Mrs. Su and Su Ran were thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes speechlessly.
All good things in people are the same.
Wen Fengbai loved Gu Nuan as his niece, and Gu Nuan respected Wen Fengbai as his uncle.
There is no such thing as forgetting your wife because you have a niece.
But obviously, Mrs. Su didn't think so.
When Su Ran said that the woman was Gu Nuan's mother-in-law, her eyes lit up and she pulled Su Ran to follow her.
I even forgot about going to check up on Su Ran.
You can still smell the stinky smell along the way.
"Why does her mother-in-law stink so much?" Mrs. Su muttered in a low voice, "Is there any hidden disease?"
Looking at that woman's aloof appearance, how could she have such an unseemly disease?
"Mom." Su Ran staggered a little while being pulled by her, and hurriedly held her stomach, "Let's go check it out quickly."
As for Gu Nuan's mother-in-law, she has nothing to do with them.
"You." Mrs. Su poked her and said disgustedly, "Okay then, I'll take you to check first, and I'll go over and have a look later."
Su Ran shook her head.
Her mother's problem is that she likes to gossip.
Basically there is nothing in their hometown that she doesn't know about.
Song Wanling didn't know that she had been targeted. She was now nervously asking the doctor, "Can you tell me what disease I have?"
sick?
The old man clicked his tongue and shook his head, "It doesn't look like he's sick."
"What is that?" Song Wanling asked nervously.
"Let's take some blood for testing first," the old man said, and then asked her, "Have you eaten anything different recently?"
"You mean I've been poisoned?" Song Wanling's voice was a little excited.
"It's not a disease anyway." The old man pursed his lips, "Let's get tested first."
"It must be her." Song Wanling stood up angrily, "She must have poisoned me."
The old man said, "...Don't be so excited. It's not necessarily poisoning."
But Song Wanling didn't listen and rushed out with her bag.