I'm Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Qiao Mianmian felt a little more at ease and nodded. “Mm, Uncle Zhang, thank you for telling me this.”

Uncle Zhang smiled. “You’re too kind, Young Madam.”

…

Qiao Mianmian followed Uncle Zhang into the living room.

A housemaid saw her and walked towards Madam Mo. “Madam, Young Madam is back.”

Madam Mo took a sip of coffee and turned around slowly.

Madam Mo’s smile faded when she saw Qiao Mianmian.

Qiao Mianmian felt that Madam Mo was mocking her.

When she called her previously, she was so gentle because she was afraid that her attitude would be too bad and she wouldn’t be willing to come back.

When she was a few meters away from Madam Mo, she stopped and called out coldly, “Mom.”

Madam Mo didn’t like her, and neither did she.

Qiao Mianmian’s attitude was calm.

“You’re back.” Madam Mo glanced at her and turned back to the woman sitting opposite her. “Yashi, this is Qiao Chen’s sister. If you have anything to ask, ask her.”

Qiao Mianmian also turned to look at the woman sitting opposite Madam Mo.

Just like Madam Mo, the Second Madam of the Mo family was dressed like a rich madam.

Her skin was well-maintained and fair. She looked to be in her thirties.

But she was definitely more than 30.

She was wearing a purple silk cheongsam with short curly hair. The tailored cheongsam was very suitable and showed her good figure.

She looked good too.

Just like Madam Mo, she had elegant looks and looked like she was going to marry into a rich family.

But her eyes were a little sharp, and her nose wasn’t gentle enough. She looked unapproachable.

While Qiao Mianmian was sizing up Second Madam, Second Madam was also sizing her up.

Second Madam looked at Qiao Mianmian and frowned.

“This is Yesi’s new wife?” Second Madam sized her up for a while and smiled. “She’s very pretty. No wonder Yesi likes her. Sister-in-law, Yesi has finally gotten married. You’ve settled one of your worries now. You don’t have to worry about being alone with him anymore.”

Madam Mo looked up at Qiao Mianmian’s exquisite face with disdain.

She said calmly, “What’s the point of being pretty? I don’t want my daughter-in-law to be pretty. In my opinion, looks aren’t important. What’s important is whether she’s compatible in other aspects.

“In ancient times, how many concubines were chosen based on their looks?

“Don’t tell me about marriage. I’m so angry.”

Second Madam was shocked.

She looked at Qiao Mianmian, who was still standing by the side, and saw that the young girl didn’t seem to be affected by Madam Mo’s words. Her expression was the same as before, and her gaze and expression were indifferent.

She wasn’t angry.

Second Madam had heard that Madam Mo didn’t like her.

But she never thought that the relationship between mother and daughter-in-law was already so bad.