Chapter 191: At Madame Gilles' House

"Where did you go to?"

Song Nan was so angry that his neck was thickened when he was brought up, and stared at Mrs. Song with red eyes: "Take care of your daughter!"

"What is my daughter? My daughter is not your daughter?" Mrs. Song retorted back.

The couple quarreled with each other like this.

Song Jiuyue was very upset, and strode towards the garage.

"Eldest sister." Song Jiumei suddenly stopped her.

Song Jiuyue turned back and looked at her angrily.

Song Jiumei said pitifully, "Young Master Gu said he would let his lawyer deal with me, what should I do?"

Song Jiuyue said coldly, "Then let his lawyer handle it! This is your fault!"

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Cheng Jianping's villa architectural style.

Resplendent and magnificent.

Precious marble steps, carpets, jade statues, everything is extremely luxurious.

The moment Song Wuyou walked in, it was as if she was in the prosperous palace built by her and Dongfang Xuan, shaking her head.

"What kind of tea or drink do you like?" Mrs. Ji Er warmly welcomed Song Wuyou.

Mrs. Gilles was wearing a dark purple cheongsam, and her waist-length hair was tied up with a hosta and tucked at the back of her head.

The whole person looks dignified and elegant, graceful and luxurious.

When asked like this, Song Wuyou suddenly thought of the chrysanthemum black chicken soup that Gu Yanhao had stewed for her, and she blurted out, "Chrysanthemum."

Mrs. Gill smiled and said, "Okay."

Then he instructed the servant to make Song Wuyou a cup of wild chrysanthemum.

"One day next month is my eldest son's birthday, and one day is my wife's wedding anniversary. I want to dress up on these two important days."

Mrs. Ji Er looked at Song Wuyou with a smile: "I want to ask you to help me make two beautiful cheongsams, Mrs. Gu, my request is not excessive, right?"

After all, she is Mrs. Gu with a distinguished status.

Song Wuyou shook her head, and she was a little flattered that Mrs. Ji Er was so polite to her.

"It's not too much." She smiled: "If you feel embarrassed, just pay me a reward."

Mrs. Gil was first taken aback, then smiled happily: "Pay! Of course I will pay!"

Mrs. Gill held Song Wuyou's hand affectionately, and said with a smile, "I don't know why, as soon as I saw you, I felt a sense of deja vu."

Song Wuyou lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand held by Mrs. Ji Er.

This was the first time someone held her hand so affectionately—

"Mrs. Gilles, it's not easy to make clothes. I'll start measuring the size for you." Song Wuyou looked at Madam Gilles and said.

"Okay, I'll tell you the color and pattern I like." Mrs. Gil gently took Song Wuyou's hand upstairs and went back to her room.

Song Wuyou measured Mrs. Ji Er's measurements, and Xu Jing wrote it down next to her.

Mrs. Gil also told Song Wuyou what color she liked, as well as some patterns.

After finishing these tasks, Mrs. Ji Er took Song Wuyou to chat and drink tea and snacks.

Halfway through, Mu Gu called.

Mu Gu: "Worry-free, Hao is on a business trip, are you bored?"

Song Wuyou: "It's not boring."

Mu Gu: "Oh, I was thinking that if you are bored, you will come to my ranch to play. Mu Xin is on summer vacation. You bring Xu Jing over here to be lively."

Song Wuyou: "Another day, I'm at Mrs. Gilles' house now."

When Mu Gu heard this, he looked a little surprised: "Are you at Mrs. Gilles' house?"

After a few more words, Song Wuyou hung up the phone. Song Wuyou was a little moved when he thought of horseback riding and archery in the pasture.