You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family-Chapter 127: Rich Wives don’t do so well.

The second before still being President Zheng, the next second turned into the man of young Zheng, the line of sight slightly deflected, and saw Sheng Mumu beside Qi Mo, paused slightly.

He greeted with a professional smile:

"Good morning, Mrs. Qi!"

Sheng Mumu took a look at that young Zheng, and took another look at Qi Mo.

The bewilderment on her face only lingered for half a second, and she calmly replied, "Hello."

Unlike the indifference of Qi Mo and Sheng Mumu, the guests at the surrounding tables had already started talking upon seeing this scene.

Someone was puzzled: "Huh? Liu Hui's boss's boss?"

Someone acted as a know-it-all, "I knew that man didn't look ordinary all along, he must be someone important, I have such a poisonous eye."

A male relative of the bride whispered, "Is he an acquaintance of the bride's side?"

"That can't be right, didn't they say the bride was from Yuncheng and married far away to Jing City?"

The obese man who had figured out the situation rolled his eyes and took a step forward. He carefully opened his mouth and reported his identity:

"Good morning Mr. Qi, I have long admired your great name, I am..."

Qi Mo heard his words, but it seemed as if he hadn't heard them at all, and looked away in another direction.

At the end of his sight, a pair of newlyweds walked towards them.

Fang Ting lifted her wedding dress and her expression gradually changed from surprise to delight.

When she got to Qi Mo, she looked extremely happy.

"Brother Qi Mo, I didn't expect you to come. Since our old neighborhood was demolished, I moved to Yuncheng with my dad, and I haven't seen you for many years."

In Fang Ting's memory, Qi Mo was the neighbor who was good at his studies, taciturn, and the most outstanding big brother in the yard.

She never expected to see him at her own wedding.

"Brother Qi Mo, you still look the same as before—"

She stopped mid-sentence, and changed her words:

"No, you look even more handsome than before!"

With a glance, Fang Ting saw the beautiful woman beside Qi Mo, and was slightly surprised and even more delighted.

"This gorgeous sister must be Brother Qi Mo's wife, right?"

Fang Ting made no attempt to conceal her fondness for the beautiful lady. Her smile was radiant. "Hello, beautiful sister~".

She thought to herself: So pretty, what a perfect match.

When she was little, she felt that Qi Mo was the most outstanding and excellent big brother in the yard.

His future wife would definitely be a great beauty.

Now that she saw her today, it was indeed the case.

She started shipping them before she knew it.

Sheng Mumu smiled, showing her easy-going personality, waved hello, and greeted in a sweet and lilting tone:

"Hi~!"

At this moment, Qi Mo, who had been sitting steadily, also stood up with a faint smile on his face. He said to the neighbor's little sister:

"Uncle Fang was very kind to me. Now that you're back in Jing City, I should take more care of you. If anyone bullies you in the future, be sure to tell me."

Fang Ting didn't stand on ceremony. She took the bridesmaid's phone and asked for Qi Mo's number.

Qi Mo told her his work number, and they chatted for a few more sentences.

Fang Ting hooked her husband's arm and leaned sweetly against him. She introduced to Qi Mo:

"Brother Qi Mo, this is my husband, Liu Hui."

Qi Mo's gaze slid over the groom indifferently.

The faint smile still on his cold face didn't reach his eyes at all. He murmured "hmm" and said to the neighbor's sister:

"Uncle Fang was very kind to me, so I should take good care of you when you are back in Jing City. If anyone bullies you in the future, be sure to tell me."

Fang Ting was very clever. She understood that Qi Mo was implying that he would help discipline her husband. Following Qi Mo's lead, she glared at her husband and emphasized with a smile:

"Did you hear that? Don't bully me."

Liu Hui shuddered. Under the powerful aura of the man opposite him, he nodded obediently and hurriedly smiled and responded:

"I will! I will! I will treat Tingting well and not let her suffer the slightest grievance."

Beside them, the obese man who had wanted to speak with Qi Mo but failed, awkwardly took half a step back, intending to wait until Mr. Qi finished talking with the bride, then find a chance to curry favor.

After all, being able to meet the president of Qi Group was an opportunity many people begged for but could not get. If he could flatter and compliment this important figure and get him to let slip a few minor projects, he wouldn't have to worry for the rest of his life.

Around them, the discussion among the crowd continued.

"Oh, so the bride is a local? I thought she was from Yuncheng."

"Yes, didn't you hear her say she moved to Yuncheng after the old neighborhood was demolished, and now she's married back here, so she has roots in this city."

"I see, that makes sense."

"Now it doesn't look like she married up at all."

"Given that the bride knows such a distinguished tycoon, perhaps she has an extraordinary family background. It's possible this was a marriage down, not up."

Among the people nearby, only the obese man's wife remained silent.

She eyed Qi Mo and Sheng Mumu covertly.

She suddenly recalled seeing them earlier in the elevator.

A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Can this be real?

The bride just said she was a neighbor of Mr. Qi in their old neighborhood.

If he was rich, how could he have lived in an old neighborhood?

Her gaze fell on Sheng Mumu, scrutinizing her inch by inch.

From her top, skirt, to shoes and handbag.

None had a brand logo.

She felt Sheng Mumu didn't look as flashy as herself.

It seemed that even the wife of a rich family didn't have it so good.

Just sounded impressive but wasn't really.

Suddenly her thoughts were pulled away by two young girls talking behind her.

"Look, isn't that a Delva handbag?"

"It looks like it. I saw it introduced in a magazine. It's a luxury brand pioneer that only makes ten handbags a year. Low-key yet extravagant. Even the rich can't buy it."

"Wow~ The world of the wealthy is unimaginable."

"That Mr. Qi is the president of Qi Group. He's top-tier among the rich circle."

"Oh my, dream material for tonight."

"Let's hurry back and sleep after the banquet, to dream sooner."

"Hahaha..."

The two young girls joked and laughed. The woman in front of them grew increasingly sullen, flushing red then white, shocked and chagrined.

Shocked that no wonder she felt that man looked vaguely familiar.

She had probably seen that handsome face in magazine interviews before.

Chagrined that she was so ignorant.

She thought the beautiful woman didn't have any branded items on her.

But the brand was so exclusive she simply didn't recognize it.

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out.

"Mommy, I want more watermelon. Find me watermelon, I want to eat it now—"

Following the child's voice, Sheng Mumu was startled.

It was the naughty kid who had stained the bride's dress. He had half a slice of watermelon in his hand, waving both arms as he ran over here.

He was about to get his hands, dirty with watermelon juice, all over her skirt.

In the nick of time...

Sheng Mumu heard a crisp "slap!"𝘧𝑟𝓮𝓮𝓌𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝓵.𝒸ℴ𝑚