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Gu Fang was also puzzled. If she guessed correctly, Song Yao had just gotten a divorce not long ago. Even if she did business later, Gu Fang probably wouldnât be able to earn much money.
How good could a woman who had been abandoned by a man live? No matter how capable a woman was, could she earn more than a man?
She rolled her eyes and said, âHow can their family eat mutton? If you ask me, they must have borrowed mutton oil from someone else!â
Chen Huan also felt that it made sense. After all, her cousin from the countryside was a pitiful countryside woman who had been abandoned by her husband. She was Miss Delicate, who had grown up in the city. She could do whatever she wanted and was about to take the college entrance examination.
In her motherâs words, she was a little princess at the top of the pyramid, while Song Yao was just a country bumpkin! How could she compare to her?
The few of them entered the room arrogantly, but they were completely dumbfounded.
The overall layout of the house was a typical minimalist chic style. It was divided into two floors.
The sofa on the first floor was soft, as if it was made overseas! There were also soda and imported nut stir-fried goods on the coffee table!
She looked up and saw a 14-inch imported color television in front of her!
In such an environment, not to mention in town, it could be considered a house of one of the richest families even in the county!
This was completely unlike the rural environment that Chen Feng had imagined.
The layout of the second floor was also very simple. Due to the fact that there were too many rooms, Chen Feng did not dare to open the door to take a look. However, from the outside, the security here did not seem like the dirty and disheved Gu Liâs house that his wife had mentioned!
He sat on the sofa and ate a handful of melon seeds. He leaned close to Gu Fangâs ear and asked, âDid your sister become rich? I remember that we didnât say this the last time we went?â
After all, the last time they came to visit their relatives was when Song Yao married Yu Yong. At that time, the couple came to eat and happened to be in time for Gu LiâS house to be renovated and freshly painted with cement.
Therefore, it left a stereotype of Gu Fang and Chen Feng!
Gu Fang rolled her eyes. âWho knows how this house came about? Who knows if they rented a model house in town to reassure us?â
Gu Fang did not believe that a country bumpkin could live in such a good house.
Song Yao had already made them a bowl of wheat milk.
Chen Huan stared at the food in the bowl and frowned. âSong Yao, I heard that youâve been staying at your motherâs house ever since you divorced Yu Yong?â
Song Yao did not argue with Chen Huan, who did not know how to be polite. She smiled and replied, âYes.â
âOh dear! Why did you get a divorce out of the blue?!â
Gu Fang interrupted, âItâs not that I want to criticize you, but youâre uncultured and incapable. How are you going to support yourself if you get a divorce?â
Song Yaoâs face was cold. It was obvious that she was already used to these words. Moreover, she also understood that her aunt, Gu Fang, was such a sarcastic person.
There was nothing to explain to such a person.
Seeing that she was silent, Gu Fang became smug. âYou said that youâre doing a small business. No matter how much this woman earns, can she compare to a man?â
After saying that, she even rolled her eyes at Song Yao. âOf course, Iâm not saying that women canât earn money. Itâs just that you canât keep up with your status when you do small business, right?â
She looked at Song Yao from head to toe and felt that her niece was not bad-looking. It was a pity that she had a bad life and had a second marriage. Otherwise, she would have lived a good life finding a rich man in Xiangjiang!
âBy the way! Youâre getting married on the fifteenth of January, right?â
Gu Fang pursed her lips after saying that. âWhy do you have to do this? You let go of such a good man like Yu Yong and donât have to find a poor job! I heard that your new partner sells cigarettes?
She smiled again. âYouâd fall for a man like that?â
Song Yao was a little puzzled. How did the leader of the Tobacco Bureau become a cigarette seller?
But this really could not be entirely Gu Fangâs fault!
Back then, when Gu Li called them to inform them, Gu Li said that Zuo Huo was a small leader of the Tobacco Bureau. Gu Fang thought that she had heard wrongly and kept asking Gu Li.
Gu Li was annoyed by the question and left a sentence. âSmoke seller! About the same!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
But how could Zuo Huo sell cigarettes? He was clearly different from that!
Song Yao said coldly, âZuo Huo doesnât sell cigarettes!â