Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot! Chapter 715 - 715 Pain

715 Pain

This was the first ti Qiao Nian had seen Jiang Yue so hysterical.

Sadness, anger, and grievance mixed together.

The pain on Jiang Yue’s face was even greater than when she had been chased out of the Gu family by Grandma Gu.

Qiao Nian was slightly stunned. At this mont, she felt that she might have misunderstood Jiang Yue.

Song Yu, who was standing not far away, also felt that everyone might have misunderstood Jiang Yue. No matter what, Jiang Yue had grown up in the Gu family since she was young. She had good grades, good looks, and a good figure. She was the child of another family in the eyes of many parents, and also a goddess in the eyes of her peers.

All this ti, Jiang Yue had always been as gentle as water. No matter what, she would value her dignity and cultivation.

How could such an outstanding Jiang Yue do such a vicious thing?

Moreover, Jiang Yue might have really suffered this ti, which was why she was so angry.

Song Yu lowered her eyes and recalled what had happened in the Buddhist hall.

Actually, Jiang Yue was right. She had also secretly investigated Hyacinth’s flower symbolism.

The aning of those three colors was indeed not good.

Qiao Nian’s words were also a little far-fetched.

However, when Qiao Nian said that she had been reborn, she hit the nail on the head. Everyone hoped that the eldest daughter of the Lu family could be reborn as soon as possible and not suffer underground.

Qiao Nian retracted her gaze and her gaze fell on the perfu in Jiang Yue’s hand. Was this bottle of perfu very important to Jiang Yue?

This was also the first ti Matriarch Lu had seen Jiang Yue lose her composure. Her gaze fell on the perfu bottle in Jiang Yue’s hand. In a daze, she seed to have seen this perfu bottle before.

Suddenly, a thought flashed across her mind. Matriarch Lu’s expression instantly softened. She looked at Jiang Yue gently and said, “This bottle of perfu was left behind by your mother, right?”

When Jiang Yue heard Matriarch Lu’s words, the tears in her eyes fell uncontrollably. Her voice was a little choked as she looked at Matriarch Lu pitifully. “I didn’t expect Grandma Lu to still rember this. This bottle of perfu was my mother’s legacy!”

When Matriarch Lu heard Jiang Yue’s words, she recalled what had happened previously and said, “This bottle of perfu was originally a birthday gift from my old friend to your mother. At that ti, I was the one who accompanied her to buy it. At that ti, your mother loved lilies the most. We found many perfu shops before we found this fresh and elegant perfu. I really didn’t expect you to still bring this bottle with you all these years.”

When Jiang Yue heard Matriarch Gu’s words, she lowered her gaze slightly and looked at the perfu in her palm. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and landed on the perfu bottle, as if she was missing her late mother.

Jiang Yue hurriedly raised her hand and carefully wiped the tears off the perfu bottle. She said softly, “Mother passed away early. This is all she has left. This is my only consolation!”

She thought again of the past. If her mother had still been alive back then, she would have been better off than she was now.

But there were not so many ifs in this world.

Jiang Yue gripped the perfu in her hand tightly, tears flowing down her face in pain.

Seeing Jiang Yue like this, Qiao Nian glanced at the perfu in her hand.

Suddenly, she slled the fragrance of lilies.

Qiao Nian’s gaze fell on Jiang Yue’s bag.

If this bottle of perfu was what Jiang Yue cared about the most, then Jiang Yue would definitely be reluctant to use it.

Qiao Nian walked over to Jiang Yue. She noticed that Jiang Yue’s perfu slled of jasmine, and the perfu in her bag slled of lilies.

The things poured out of the bag ant one thing.

Jiang Yue did not use the perfu she was wearing today.

Jiang Yue had only brought her mother’s belongings today.

If that was the case, even if there was no perfu in Jiang Yue’s bag, it shouldn’t be the fragrance of lilies.

If Jiang Yue had really used her mother’s perfu today, why did she still wear perfu that slled different?

Qiao Nian stared at Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue looked at the perfu in her hand with a cherished expression, as if this bottle of perfu was her most precious possession.

However, she would not let Jiang Yue off just because she pretended to be pitiful.

She had a feeling that Jiang Yue was behind this.