"She's been with the Peng family for the past three years and hasn't cared about anything at home. I've endured it, but last night, she actually showed up in public. What does it look like?"
Peng Linlin held onto her arm. "Grandma, it's the 21st century." 'How can she be so superstitious?'
"What's the point of her earning that little money? When she's the Peng family's daughter-in-law, the most important thing is to take care of her husband and raise her children. But she's fine. She's been married for three years and hasn't become a mother. When she comes back, ask her to come to the old residence to see me."
"Oh, I'll definitely tell sister-in-law that."
"Don't get too close to her. Don't be led astray."
Sister-in-law was a strong woman. How could she be led astray? Last night, she heard that sister-in-law's cosmetics sales had exceeded 100 million. However, she was a good child and could not be bothered to argue with the old woman.
"Yes, I'll listen to you, grandma. I mainly miss my brother, so I live here."
"Where's your brother?"
If grandma knew that she had locked her brother and sister-in-law in a room last night, she would probably teach her a lesson. She replied, "I don't know. He's probably busy."
Her son did not live up to her expectations and had married two wives, both of whom had died young. For so many years, he had been immersed in the grief of losing his wife. He did not know which wife he missed, and every day, he made himself look like a human being. He had been acting like a ghost for so many years.
For so many years, the Zesheng group's success was all thanks to Peng Zezai. Her grandson had suffered so much, and the old man had even forced him to marry a woman he did not like. As a grandmother, she also felt that it was unfair on her grandson.
"When Zhao Jia comes back, tell your brother to go to the old residence with her. I have something to say."
There was definitely going to be a feast at the Hongmen Gate. Peng Linlin was afraid. That night, she definitely would not go back. "Yes, I will definitely tell brother."
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The summer climate in Song City was slightly cooler than that in Shangjiang City. It was noon now, and Lan Shao Manor was located at the second ring road. The green shade surrounded it, and the car horn could not be heard.
Zhao Jia stood at the door and looked at the signboard. She had been living here a few days ago, but now she felt that this place was so unfamiliar. It was as if she had not been back for a long time. The big brother in her dream last night had scared her too much. She had to come back, otherwise, she would not be able to sleep tonight. She rang the doorbell and waited anxiously. She had never thought that one day she would need someone to open the door for her when she returned home.
"Who is it?"
A familiar voice came from the videophone beside the door.
Zhao Jia immediately went over. "Uncle Sheng, it's me..."
"Miss!"
The thick and heavy door slowly opened. Not only Uncle Sheng, but the other servants in the house also came. They all looked a few years older and fatter. They stood on both sides of the door with eyes full of excitement. Some of them even wiped away their tears.
"What's wrong with all of you? I'm fine. I'm not dead. Stop crying. Stop crying!"
"Miss, you haven't been back for three years." They could not stop their tears from falling.
Three years? That long? Could it be that she and Peng Zezai had not returned home after their marriage?
"Miss, once Sir and Madam see you, they will be very happy."
"Mom and dad are at home..."
"Yes, we watched the live broadcast last night. Sir and Madam were watching it on their phones and talking a lot. Perhaps there were too many fans, but Miss didn't notice. She was watching the video this morning!"
She had not been back for three years and did not seem to contact her family much. How did she become such a person? Zhao Jia felt extremely guilty and ran inside.
"Miss, slow down." Uncle Sheng followed her.
Although the mountain city was in the city, the Zhao family still owned such a large plot of land. It was quite a distance from the main entrance to where they lived, so she ran very fast. Behind her was a group of people who were wiping their tears as they ran. Those who did not know would think that they were running a marathon. Father Zhao and Mother Zhao heard the sound from afar and doubted their senses. They could not control themselves and walked out. Wasn't that their precious daughter?
"Slow down!" Father Zhao said sternly.
Zhao Jia stopped and pouted. "You're angry at me..."
"I'm not . Jia Jia, my baby..." Father Zhao ran over to her.
"Go away. I'll carry her first." Mother Zhao ran over and pushed him away. The mother and daughter hugged each other. Father Zhao stood at the side and watched. A group of servants watched from afar.
Mother Zhao's body was still filled with the familiar scent of perfume. "Mom, I missed you so much..."
Mother Zhao's gentle gaze was filled with tears as she caressed her face. "How long will you stay?"
Her daughter had lost weight. She looked even thinner than in the video, and her heart ached for her.
"Jia Jia, give me a hug..." Father Zhao's eyes were red.
"Why are you hugging me? I'm already married. Hurry up and make my favorite food!"
Father Zhao was at a loss for words.
Alright then. He would not hug her, then. His daughter was married and did not even return home. Since she was happy, they could only pamper her. Zhao Jia felt warm inside. It was really nice to have a family. She wanted to be the little princess who would always be the apple of her parents' eyes.
"Did he bully you? I'll go teach him a lesson!"
"No, you should understand both of our perspectives... Even though he doesn't like me, he wouldn't bully me."