Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 695

Chapter 695: Attending to Hu Jie

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mrs. Chen’s gaze fell upon her daughter, her hair still in disarray, her demeanor rushed and flustered. She sighed, recalling her previous suspicion that her daughter was secretly dating. Now, it seemed, her daughter was still quite wild.

However, she found herself craving some pastries. “Isn’t that a large box you have there? Can’t you spare some for your mother?”

When it came to Gu Zi, Mrs. Chen knew that the child made delicious pastries. Gu Zi used to frequently bring over treats, and she and her husband would joke about enjoying the benefits of their son’s friendship.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t help but sigh heavily. If she had known it would come to this, she wouldn’t have agreed to the Gu family’s proposal, allowing Lin Miao to fulfill this marriage contract.

Now, rumors were circulating throughout the military compound, accusing her of failing to guard her son properly. After much deliberation, she had chosen a thief raised in the countryside for her son, tarnishing the family’s reputation.

As for Gu Zi, she was fortunate not to have married into their Gong family, and to have avoided dealing with a mother-in-law as blind as herself.

Although she couldn’t change the facts, hearing these words left a bitter taste in her mouth. It was indeed distressing. freёwebnovel.com

Gong Xin had already emerged from her room, slinging her bag over her shoulder in preparation to leave. She was heading to the radio station to learn new broadcasting techniques.

Because she was running late for her meeting with Gu Zi, she responded while putting on her shoes, “No, mother. If you want pastries, I’ll bring you some from your favorite bakery.

“Just remember, don’t touch my pastries. Especially keep an eye out for my brother, don’t let him steal any. I love you, mom…”

As her words trailed off, the sound of the door closing echoed through the house. Mrs. Chen swallowed her disappointment, grumbling to herself that in her daughter’s eyes, Gu Zi’s pastries were more important than her own mother. She turned her attention back to the television, trying not to think about the delicious, fragrant pastries.

When her daughter had first brought them home, she had caught a glimpse of the tempting pastries.