Was she spoiled by her nanny?

"I say, dad cheated on his mistress, she should be very happy to see you treat the mistress's daughter so well, right? Mom."

"you……"

Tong Hua's smile was blinding and her words were harsh.

Luo Meilan felt like she was struck by lightning.

Although she liked her daughter Jiang Xingrou very much, Luo Meilan still felt uncomfortable when she mentioned Jiang Xingrou's biological mother, Jiang Shihong's mistress.

A feeling of nausea rose from the bottom of my stomach.

Luo Meilan's head was aching and confused. She hated Jiang Shihong for having a dirty night with another woman, and she was also annoyed by Tong Huan for talking about it all the time.

Tong Huan pushed her away and walked out of the cloakroom, facing the reporter's camera, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom said that I don't deserve to wear the same clothes as Jiang Xingrou. Although I am her biological daughter, Jiang Xingrou has been spoiled since she was a child. She is the princess..."

Luo Meilan felt even worse after hearing this, as if a big hand had grabbed her heart and squeezed it hard, "No...it's not like that..."

Tong Huan sniffed, looking very sensible. "I grew up in the countryside. I can wear my adopted daughter's old clothes, which is already ten thousand times better than my living conditions in the countryside! I should be content."

Luo Meilan looked at everyone's gazes, her chest ached, her limbs felt cold, and her legs trembled.

She may not love Tong Huan that much, but she absolutely cannot tolerate others looking down on her.

Luo Meilan closed her eyes and made up her mind, "No, Xiaohuan made a mistake. The room you just saw was not the one we arranged for her..."

Luo Meilan's heart began to tremble violently, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably. "The room we arranged for Xiaohuan... is upstairs."

After saying this, her whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Luo Meilan's eyes went dark. The room upstairs was naturally not prepared for Tong Huan, but a princess room built for her by her mother, Su Wanru.

Unexpectedly, today, she would be forced by Tong Huan to leave this secret room - her most painful, heavy and sweet place. Luo Meilan felt cold all over and burst into tears.

Jiang Shihong noticed her abnormality and came over to support her, "Alan, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Meilan grabbed the door frame of the cloakroom with one hand and managed to steady herself. She shook her head palely and said, "Shihong, take them to see the room upstairs."

Jiang Shihong asked in confusion: "Alan, that room is..."

"Go quickly!" Luo Meilan almost screamed. That room was the proof of her mother's love for her, so she naturally valued it very much. Normally, she couldn't bear to walk into it.

Can……

She really couldn't stand Dou Xiao and the reporters' ridicule any longer, which tortured her over and over again.

"Okay then." Jiang Shihong agreed and quickly took the reporters to the third floor.

Tong Huan was a little surprised. In her previous life, she had lived in the Jiang family for three years and had never gone to the third floor because Luo Meilan did not allow her to go there.

Even Jiang Xingrou was not allowed to enter.

The door opened, and unexpectedly, a larger, more luxurious, romantic purple princess room appeared before everyone.

The super luxurious princess bed is hung with iris purple curtains, the castle-shaped antique shelf is filled with various Barbie dolls, and the furniture and ornaments in the house are the essence of different eras, full of traces of years, telling the deepest love of a mother for her daughter. Even the chandelier above the head is designed into a unique heart shape.

Dou Xiao looked at the furnishings in the room and was very surprised. "Wow, this table lamp must be an antique from decades ago! My mother has one in her room."

Jiang Shihong said: "Yes, it is accumulated year after year."

He could finally breathe a sigh of relief. This room was definitely the most luxurious and unique room in the entire villa.

The room is located right above the master bedroom on the second floor. There is a protruding viewing platform in the middle, with some precious flowers on it. The scenery is beautiful and there are special servants to take care of it.

Jiang Shihong straightened his back again, his face full of confidence, elegant and gentle, and took the initiative to open the cloakroom, "Xiaohuan, come and see, your cloakroom is here."

When the cloakroom is opened, you will see princess dresses and evening gowns for different ages hanging inside.

It was just as Tong Huan said, year after year, a mother estimated her daughter's size and bought clothes for her daughter who lived in two different places.

Precisely because of the accumulation year after year, some of the skirt styles look rustic, but are absolutely exquisitely made.

The reporters were amazed and grabbed the camera to take pictures.

"Is this really what Mrs. Jiang prepares for her daughter every year?"

"of course."

Jiang Shihong stood straight, exuding the awe-inspiring aura of a president.

Reporters said: "It seems that Mrs. Jiang really misses her daughter every year these years."

"That's for sure. What parent doesn't love their daughter? During the years that Xiaohuan was abducted, my wife really missed her. She bought clothes for her every year, thinking that she might find her back someday."

Jiang Shihong said this, stretching out a finger to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

When Luo Meilan came up later and heard these words, it was like a slap in the face.

These clothes and these dolls were all prepared by Su Wanru for Luo Meilan.

Su Wanru died when Luo Meilan was ten years old. Before she died, she felt that her end was near, so she got some money and entrusted it to several specialty stores to send the latest models of clothes to little Luo Meilan every year until she was eighteen years old.

Luo Meilan may not care much about Su Wanru's maternal love, and she never wears those clothes.

However, for some unknown reason, after she turned eighteen, she started buying clothes for herself.

She imagined a child who was her younger self.

She closed the room, and it was as if there was a parallel world. In this world, her mother loved her, but she was not like the one in her real memory, who was annoying and controlled her so much.

There are a lot of things in the house, and they are very messy.

In addition to the oversized cloakroom with clothes of different sizes from different eras,

There are also strings of expensive jewels in the grids of the makeup box, shining brightly, each bearing the mark of different eras.

The whole room seems to take people on a journey through time.

Dou Xiao picked up an old-fashioned pink children's princess dress and couldn't help laughing, "Oh my god, this dress looks like it's from the 1980s or 1990s!"

Luo Meilan's heart was trembling, "Put it down, it's mine..."

"Ok?"

"I found it with great difficulty for my daughter."

Luo Meilan almost cried. These antique dresses were left to her by Su Wanru!

Although Luo Meilan is very repulsive to her mother in reality, it does not prevent her from immersing herself in maternal love in her imagination.

Now, Tong Huan is going to take away her secret room, and Luo Meilan's heart is bleeding.

When everyone saw her like this, they all thought that Luo Meilan loved Tong Huan too deeply and that a mother's love should not be desecrated.

While Wang Ma supported Luo Meilan, she also patted the back of Tong Naohuan's hand.

Your wife still loves you, and I hope you can understand her feelings.

Tong Huan's dark eyes passed by, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. This must not be prepared by her mother, otherwise she would have let her live in it in her previous life.

But seeing Luo Meilan's painful expression, Tong Huan knew that she had won this time!

Tong Huan cheered, rushed to Luo Meilan, and hugged her waist tightly, "Mom, you really love me so much. Now I believe that you still love me, your biological daughter, the most!"

Luo Meilan was shocked and felt that the places on her body that Tong Huan had touched were filled with bacteria and poisonous insects.

What she didn't know was that behind her, the jealousy and bitterness in Jiang Xingrou's body had already burst out.

………Isn’t it said that she is her parents’ favorite daughter?

But why did they prepare such a nice room for Tong Huan without telling her!

Her mother had never allowed her to enter this room, but unexpectedly, it was given to Tong Huan.

They lied to her!

Dad too!

Mom too!