You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

Don't tell me, Yang Wanrou's mood really improved a lot after thinking this way.

Even when he saw Sheng Yuhua, he regained his previous intimacy.

It seemed like they were still the same as before, nothing happened.

But Sheng Yuhua knew that all this was so hypocritical.

"Hua'er, your eldest sister is getting married soon. Hey, you two grew up together and will be getting married in the blink of an eye. Is Aunt Rou really reluctant to let you go?"

"If Aunt Rou is really reluctant to let go, she can keep my eldest sister for a few more years."

As for her, forget it.

Yang Wanrou is not her biological mother, and they are not that close yet.

"How can this be done? My daughter will get married when she grows up."

Yang Wanrou's smile was a little unnatural. Seeing her unable to hide her embarrassment, Sheng Yuhua suddenly wanted to laugh.

Can't you just pretend?

Did she think she was really thick-skinned than the city wall?

"What Aunt Rou said is true, then you still have to endure the pain and give up."

As Yang Wanrou said this, she wanted to grab Sheng Yuhua's hand, but Sheng Yuhua always kept her distance.

This bitch!

Yang Wanrou was anxious, but she also knew that today was not the time.

"By the way, Hua'er, how's your trousseau shop going?"

The old lady told the official, but it has been several days and there is still no news. Yang Wanrou felt that her mother was right, and those procedures were legal to begin with.

"I don't know, isn't it all in the care of grandma?"

"Yes, look at my memory, your grandmother's birthday is coming soon. Hua'er, have you prepared a gift for your grandmother?"

The old lady’s birthday?

Sheng Yuhua smiled: "Still choosing? Aunt Rou, you also know that I don't have much money, but I don't know what to choose. Can you give me some advice?"

When Yang Wanrou heard this, she immediately became interested:

"Hua'er, you and your eldest sister are about to get married. Why don't you two think about it together and prepare something for your grandmother? It would be nice to talk about it together."

"Okay, Aunt Rou, you are right."

This time, Sheng Yuhua did not object.

The two of them went to Sheng Yujiao's yard together. When they saw Sheng Yuhua coming over, Sheng Yujiao didn't even raise her eyes and ignored her.

"Jiaojiao, think about it with your sister, what should you give your grandmother?"

Yang Wanrou reminded.

Sheng Yujiao raised her head and snorted: "Sister? I don't have a sister who almost killed me."

Sheng Yujiao thought about what happened in Prince Mo's Mansion and wanted to kill Sheng Yuhua. How could she live in peace with her?

"Hey, big sister, when did I hurt you?"

Sheng Yuhua smiled innocently.

"That day……"

"Sister, didn't you say that? King Mo was the only one that day. Look, if my sister hadn't helped you, would you have been able to marry King Mo as you wished? You should thank me."

Thank you so much.

Sheng Yujiao cursed in her heart, but when Yang Wanrou kept blinking at her, she managed to suppress the anger in her heart.

"When did you find out that day?"

She acted very naturally at first, but now she doesn't know when she showed her flaws.

"What did sister say? Why can't sister understand?"

Sheng Yuhua simply pretended to be stupid. Sheng Yujiao looked at her deeply and said nothing.

"Hua'er, Jiaojiao, I think that when the old man reaches this age, it doesn't matter what he gives you. What matters is your thoughts. Why don't you two make a painting together?"

Sheng Yuhua did not object to Yang Wanrou's gentle suggestion. She was not good at painting, and this was not due to Sheng Yujiao's performance.