??Chapter 223: Chapter 223 I Don’t Want a Stepmother_1
Chapter 223: Chapter 223 I Don’t Want a Stepmother_1
They thought so, but Su Ran saw it differently–
Over the past few years, Mu Yingchen had never stopped searching for Su Wanxia.
Therefore, even though the news was released by Mu Zetian, whether the marriage would take place, or could be realized, was the most critical issue one month later.
However, judging by Wanxia’s expression just now, it seed there was so trickery involved!
Could this be just a tactic of Mu Yingchen’s?
Was he–trying to force Wanxia to show herself?
Was it so?
The more she thought about it, the more apparent Su Ran’s expression beca, and she concluded that the truth was very likely as she suspected.
Su Ran couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, thinking, Mu Yingchen, you’ve really gone all out this ti…
Indeed, Wanxia had given birth to two extraordinary children for him–
Su Wanxia left with a serene deanor, but Shanshan, the little girl, anxiously watched her mother’s retreating figure. With a bitter twist on her dumpling-like face, she chased after her, her voice crisp and pleading, “Mommy~~ I don’t want a stepmom~”
Su Wanxia felt a twitch at the corner of her mouth…
A stepmom?
She turned around, looking into Shanshan’s sparkly large eyes.
“Sweetie~ you’re living with your real mom, so you won’t have a stepmom…”
Shanshan puckered her lips, looking pitifully up at her and asked, “Then will Yaoyao and I have a stepdad?”
Lines of exasperation crossed Su Wanxia’s forehead as she answered helplessly, “Don’t worry… a stepdad is different from a stepmom, a stepdad will only love you more…”
Then, she gently stroked Shanshan’s little head and softly said, “Sweetie~ go watch TV with grandpa.”
With a conflicted expression, Shanshan went off to find Su Ran and the others.
Before long in the living room, the doorbell rang, and she imdiately scampered over to the door.
It had to be Aunty Manman–
Indeed, as the door swung open, Jian Manhui stood there with a smile on her face.
“Aunty Manman, you’re here~~”
Jian Manhui looked surprised at the little tot in front of her, admiring how adorable this Little Tuanzi was and how casually she had given her a nickna.
“Shanshan, you’re such a sweetheart–co, give Aunty a kiss~” Jian Manhui put down the gift she was carrying, knelt, and planted a kiss on the little girl’s rosy cheek.
Shanshan imdiately burst into giggles.
“Manhui is here, please co in–” Su Ran’s father walked over with a smile in his voice.
Jian Manhui greeted him and was soon pulled inside by Shanshan.
In the living room, Su Ran, decked out in a light-colored fashion ensemble, elegantly crossed her long legs and languidly leaned on the couch, flipping through channels. She glanced sideways as Shanshan led Jian Manhui over.
“Uncle Ran, this is my mommy’s good friend, Aunty Manman…” Shanshan introduced Jian Manhui to Su Ran while tugging at her hand.
On his face, Su Ran’s lips curled into a faint smile. His handso face remained expressionless, as his cool eyes slowly scanned the person approaching him.
A light blue tailored shirt, white fashion leggings, silver studded high heels, and her chestnut-brown hair cascading down her back.
Although he could not see how long her hair was from behind, he thought it must be fairly lengthy.
Then, his gaze settled on her face.
For the first ti, ripples stirred in his usually unmoved eyes, but they disappeared as quickly as they ca–
It was the first ti he had scrutinized a woman so closely because he felt an appeal about her that he liked: efficient, easygoing, and sowhat detached–
When Jian Manhui t those cold eyes, a sudden flutter shook the calm lake in her heart.
His gaze was so cold—
But she felt his aura to be complex; although his appearance was as elegant as an orchid, there was also a kind of uncomfortable feeling about him, as if it symbolized darkness.
She frowned slightly, as handso as Mu Yingchen, but she didn’t like this man.
Who is this anyway? Could he be Wanxia’s new love interest? Otherwise, why would he be here?
Su Ran had been watching her facial expressions all along, and when he captured the fleeting look in her eyes, he playfully arched an eyebrow. Did this woman dislike him?
With this realization, he suddenly stood up and graciously extended his hand to Jian Manhui, who had been drawn closer by Shanshan.
His voice was light and pleasant, “Hello, Miss Manman, I’m Su Ran…”
Jian Manhui was montarily speechless, tugging at the corner of her mouth. Miss Manman?
This man looked like a gentleman but spoke so frivolously. Was Manman a na he could call her? Were they that familiar with each other?
A Su surna? Could he be one of Wanxia’s relatives? But she had known Wanxia since childhood and had never heard of any brothers or such. Where did this man co from?
Looking at the fair and slender hand extended before her, she truly did not want to touch it, but Uncle Su was already walking over, and it was Shanshan who had introduced him first. It would be rude not to offer so politeness.
After a ntal tirade, she reluctantly extended her right hand with so annoyance.
Fair, soft, smooth—the touch wasn’t bad—
Su Ran evaluated in his mind—
Jian Manhui felt like giving this man before her a slap. Was this call a handshake? He was clearly taking advantage of her.
Just as she was about to rudely yank her hand back, Su Wanxia’s voice suddenly reached them.
“Manhui, you’re here~~”
Su Wanxia, hearing the noise, had co out of the kitchen. However, upon seeing the posture of the two, she imdiately widened her eyes in surprise.
Good heavens! What was she seeing?
Su Ran, that guy, was actually shaking hands with Manhui?
No way!
Had the sun risen from the west?
That guy was usually so proud that his eyes almost grew on his forehead, and he was disdainful towards won, sotis not even deigning to give a glance to the beauties who fawned over him.
Why was he treating Manhui so specially today?
It was about to rain red from the sky—
Seizing the gap while Su Wanxia was talking, Jian Manhui had already withdrawn her hand from Su Ran and imdiately cursed him as a hypocrite in her heart!
“Wanxia—”
“Hehe, Manhui, I assu introductions have been made, right? This person, well—how should I put it, our relationship is a bit complex, but he’s definitely not an outsider—”
Su Wanxia really didn’t know how to introduce Su Ran’s identity to Jian Manhui. Shanshan was now calling him Uncle Ran, which ant she and Su Ran were of the sa generation.
But then again, Su Ran also addressed her grandfather as ‘Yifu’ (Foster Father), which would make her, not Shanshan, the one who should call him ‘Uncle’.
And first, they were only a few years apart in age and second, there’s no way she’d call soone like Su Yun ‘Uncle’!
Initially, Su Ran kept addressing her as “Miss” incessantly; she couldn’t stand it and forcibly made them address each other by their nas.
Su Wanxia’s introduction made Jian Manhui even more certain of her thoughts. She had suspected that this man might be her relative since he also had the Su surna, but she clearly rembered that Wanxia had no brothers. From where had this relative appeared?
Besides, it’s not uncommon these days for people with the sa surnas to marry. Thinking of this, Jian Manhui grew even more worried. If Wanxia were to marry such a hypocrite, she would surely cry herself to death!
What was she thinking? He wasn’t even close to Mu Yingchen—
No, she must find an opportunity to tell Wanxia that this man is unreliable. Whoever marries him is in for bad luck!
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