Chapter 490
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Mr. Yang looked back and said hurriedly,
"Oh, that's the head and madam of the Jun family in Jin City, as well as the daughter of the Jun family!"
Eh?
"Isn't the daughter of the Jun family only a few years old? That girl looks … "
At least in her twenties.
President Yang laughed:
"Ahem, this daughter of the Jun family isn't Lady Jun's biological daughter. She was just acknowledged."
Illegitimate daughter?
However, no matter how Dai Muling looked at her just now, she felt that the girl looked like her daughter-in-law's former best friend!
She was a little uncertain and pulled her husband beside her:
"Tianhan, did you see that girl?"
"Yes."
He wasn't blind or short-sighted. If Dai Muling could see her, how could Mo Tianhan not see her?
"Then, then, do you think that the girl from the Jun family …"
Mo Tianhan immediately shrugged:
"If nothing goes wrong, it should be what you think!"
Hiss!
Dai Muling immediately sucked in a breath of cold air:
"So, that child from the Shen family isn't from the Shen family, but the illegitimate daughter of the Jun family?"
Wasn't this too ridiculous?
The Shen family, which wasn't even considered a third-rate family in Yun City, actually had such a relationship with the Jun family, which was one of the top three families in Jin City?
Moreover, she heard that the girl was very favored in the Shen family!
Dai Muling's mind was filled with exclamation marks and question marks. It was Mo Tianhan who spoke again:
"Alright, what's the point of thinking so much? When we go back, tell Boyuan and the others this news. We won't interfere for the time being."
How could the elders interfere in the matters of the younger generation?
Moreover, Mo Tianhan and Dai Muling had never interfered in their eldest son's matters since he was young, let alone now.
What if they really interfered and ruined their son's plan?
Dai Muling nodded, but she really couldn't think about it:
"Wait, I'll talk to my daughter-in-law about this first. I'll make a call."
.....
When Madam Mo called, Jiang Tingxu had just returned home from work, washed up, and was about to go to bed.
"Tingxu, it's me."
"Mom?"
"Hey, are you working the night shift again? You don't sound right. Do you have a cold? "
"No, no, it's just that there were a lot of patients last night, so I spoke a little more."
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