Five Hundred and Twenty I Did It on Purpose

Shen Jiao, who gave Shen Zhou's bad ideas, has been itching all the time, especially wanting to know what Ke Meijun looked like when she set the rules, but it's a pity that Sister Xia Tong has never been here, and she can't find anyone to ask.

but--

Opportunity is coming soon!

One day at noon, Shen Jiaping called her and said that Shen Jiahe had arrived at H City, and asked Shen Jiao to come over. Shen Jiao was no longer drowsy when she heard it, and asked Han Qixiu to take her to Shen Jiaping's house.

And also brought a small gift - a bottle of Yangrong Pills.

Shen Jiahe was the oldest, and he was over seventy years old. It was the time when he needed to be recuperated. Yangrong Pill was very suitable.

With Han Qixiu following, Sister Wen and the driver stayed at home and did not follow, which made Shen Jiao secretly relieved.

It is really unpleasant to be followed by two unfamiliar people all day long!

Shen Jiahe's appearance is very similar to Shen Jiaxing. He is tall and tall, with a red face. Although his hair is gray, he is in good spirits. He looks healthier than Shen Jiaping.

Accompanying the Shen Jiahe was a tall and handsome young man, about twenty-four or five years old.

I heard from Shen Jiaxing before that Shen Jiahe's eldest daughter was married to a person from the country M, so this mixed-race man should be Shen Jiahe's grandson.

Sure enough, Shen Jiaping soon introduced the man's identity, Shen Jiahe's grandson, James, 24 years old.

"Good uncle, good cousin!"

Shen Jiao greeted them and introduced Han Qixiu. There was no surprise on the Shen family's face, but James was a little regretful. Beauty always has masters!

Only Shen Jiaping and his wife Ke Meijun were at home. Everyone else went to work and school. While chatting with Shen Jiahe, Shen Jiao searched for Ke Meijun.

"Uncle drinks tea, James drinks tea, this... bang!"

Seeing Shen Jiao's face, Ke Meijun trembled in fright and almost knocked over the teacup.

Shen Zhoushi felt that he had lost face, and pulled his face down and scolded: "What's the matter with you? It's not good to hold a cup of tea!"

Ke Meijun finally came to his senses, stopped looking at Shen Jiao, and said with an apologetic smile, "It's mine, isn't it, I'll wipe it with a rag right away!"

Shen Jiao looked at the back of Ke Meijun trotting back to the kitchen, and she was in a very happy mood. Compared with before, Ruling's Ke Meijun is really worse, isn't it?

In the past, Ke Meijun had delicate makeup, neatly combed hair, and all her clothes were famous brands. She had the style of a lady, and at most she was in her thirties when she was in her early forties.

Now Ke Meijun is wearing ordinary home clothes, her hair is simply twisted, and several strands of curly hair hang down. She only wears simple light makeup on her face, and there are many fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Although she looks younger than women of the same age, she can But it can't be compared with before, it is ten years old.

It seems that Shen Zhou's rules are quite good during this time!

Ke Meijun was unaware of Shen Jiao's identity. Shen Zhezhi was very close to her during this period of time, and he couldn't say a word for a day. Shen Jiaping thought that Shen Zhezhi had said it, and naturally he would not say it again.

It is even more impossible for the Shen Zhou family. Just like this, Ke Meijun has been kept in the dark until now, thinking that Shen Jiao is someone Shen Jiahe knew and came to reminisce with the Shen family.

Ke Meijun was secretly delighted, thinking about building a good relationship with Shen Jiao, hoping to use Shen Jiao's relationship to make Shen Zhi and Gu Chen one step closer!

"The uncle drinks tea, and this young lady drinks tea too. The young lady is so beautiful, it really makes Pengpi shine!"

Ke Meijun came out with a few more cups of tea, smiled attentively, and kept saying compliments, Shen Jiao looked at her strangely, dare this woman still doesn't know her identity!

"I'm used to drinking plain water." Shen Jiao took the tea, but didn't drink it.

"It's mine or not, you should have asked the lady first, and I'll change it immediately."

Ke Meijun held up the teacup with a smile and ran back to the kitchen. Shen Jiaping said in surprise, "Jiaojiao, don't you drink tea?"

How did the old man feel that this grandniece smelled of gunpowder?

Shen Zhou is more careful,

After thinking about it for a while, she realized that Shen Jiao was deliberately tossing Ke Meijun, and she was happy to see it happen. The rules and regulations during this period of time had tormented Ke Meijun enough, not to mention how good she was!

"Girls should drink less tea, what do you know?" Shen Zhou stopped the conversation.

Shen Jiao smiled and didn't say anything. Ke Meijun came back soon, holding a glass of boiled water, and said with a smile, "This is boiled water, it's a bit hot, be careful, miss."

"My throat is a little dry when I wake up in the morning. It's better to drink some honey water. Is there any honey?" Shen Jiao rubbed her throat and frowned slightly.

"There are some, I'll add honey."

Ke Meijun's smile froze, and she secretly scolded Shen Jiao hundreds of times. If she didn't want to rely on her to get close to Mr. Gu, she would have poured boiling water over it!

"Little auntie, your servants are really good. Little auntie is worthy of being a lady, but she knows how to train people. I need to learn a little bit." Shen Jiao said with a smile.

Ke Meijun, who was scooping honey in the kitchen, shook her hand and rushed up with a rush of anger, blocking her eyes.

maid?

She Ke Meijun was actually regarded as a servant?

She is the dignified young lady of the Shen family, how could she be a servant?

Which servant has such a face and such a temperament?

Is this woman blind?

No, what does this woman call a dead old woman?

little uncle?

What is this called?

Ke Meijun suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that this woman is also from the Shen family?

Who will she be?

Although Shen Zhou's took advantage of Shen Jiao's belittling of Ke Meijun, the old man was watching from the side, and he still had to do it on the surface.

"Jiaojiao, it's Yanyan's aunt who makes the tea. She doesn't usually do much work, so it makes you laugh." Shen Zhou explained.

Shen Jiaping, who was next to him, couldn't help it, and said dissatisfiedly, "Jiaojiao, what happened to you today? Why do you keep making things difficult for you... Aunt Yanyan?"

Shen Jiaping didn't know what to call Ke Meijun, but she was Shen Jiao's own mother, but Shen Jiao never called her mother, and she was raised under Zhang Yumei's name, so she had to be called Aunt Ke Meijun.

They are obviously mothers and daughters, but they are called aunts, which is too nondescript!

Shen Jiao smiled lightly: "I don't know who she is, I thought she was the servant of your uncle!"

Shen Jiaping was even more dissatisfied when he heard this. Does this stinky girl think he is stupid?

It wasn't the first day that he came here. There were no servants in the house before, so how could one more servant suddenly come out?

Shen Jiahe, who had been watching the play silently, asked, "Jiaojiao, didn't your grandfather tell you about your background?"

"Say it!" Shen Jiao said indifferently.

"Then you just..." Shen Jiaping accused her.

A fool can see what Shen Jiao did just now. Shen Jiao was deliberately tossing Ke Meijun. If she didn't know it, it would be fine, but she clearly knew that Ke Meijun was her biological mother, so it would be too much!

Shen Jiao smiled sarcastically: "I did it on purpose!" Mobile phone users, please browse uxs.read for a better reading experience.