Chapter 580: Her role at home

In terms of age, Lu Yao is older than Jian Beibei, but the maid in the family is called Miss Jian Beibei. Call her second lady.
After Lu Yao heard this voice. After a pause, he took off his headphones and walked quickly to the door. As soon as the door was opened, I heard Jane Beibei’s furious voice from downstairs: "What are you doing touching my things? Do you think you have entered our Jane’s house. You can touch everything in this house." Is it?!"
Lu Yao frowned instinctively. How many days did it disappear?
Follow the servant to go downstairs, during which the servant whispered to her: "It seems that the lady's clothes are broken. It is said that the wife did it."
Coming down from the second floor, Lu Yao saw two women arguing standing under the chandeliers in the living room. One is Jane Beibei, whose face is full of collagen after tearing off her mask. The woman standing opposite her is clearly in her early forties. But because the maintenance is very good. , Combined with the jewels all over his body, he looks more like his thirties. She is Lu Yao's biological mother. Du Hui.
Facing Jane Beibei's irritability and questioning. Du Hui also looked bad. Frowning replied: "You just threw your clothes on the sofa. I thought it belonged to Yaoyao. Besides, I took it away, and it was a touch at best. How could it be silky?"
After speaking, for fear that Jian Beibei would not believe it, she raised her hands again, revealing ten slender fingers and crystal nails on them.
"The nails I made today are round specially made by the manicurist. Look for yourself, which finger of mine will scratch your clothes?"
Jian Beibei widened her eyes and said sharply: "Did you see the tag on the clothes? I just asked my friend to bring them back from the Paris show. You thought it was Lu Yao's clothes? What do you usually wear? Don’t you know?"
As she said, she glanced at Du Hui's crystal nails again, sneered and said, "I eat our family's food and wear our family's all day long. Isn't your father giving you the money for making your nails?"
Du Hui said: "I know you don't like me, but I and your dad are already married. I married your Jane's house honestly. I have obtained the certificate from your dad!"
The implication is to tell Jane Beibei that she spent the money of Jane's family just right.
When Jian Beibei heard the words, she showed a sneer on her face. She said aloud: "What's the matter other than getting a certificate? My dad didn't even give you a wedding."
This was the pain in Du Hui's heart. When she was young, she always felt regretful, but now that she is getting older, she understands that Jian Hongfeng had never thought of welcoming her in with a big sedan chair.
The expression on her face began to become ugly. After a few seconds, Du Hui said in a deep voice, "Isn't it just a piece of clothing? I will pay you how much."
It's okay for Jane Beibe not to listen to this. She immediately exploded after hearing this. She said in a high voice, "Can you not understand me? I asked someone to bring it back from the Paris show. Sell ​​it. I have to wait five days for another one. I will wear it tonight. What do you want me to wear out?!"
The clothes that she didn't have a tag in the cabinet were enough to open a luxury brand store, and now she said that she had no clothes to wear out, and she made it clear that she was looking for trouble.
Du Hui had been at odds with Jian Beibei for ten years. At first she planned to play the image of a good wife and mother, but because Jian Beibei spared no effort to drive her out of the house, Du Hui finally gave up her original idea. In front of Jian Hongfeng, the two acted as air for each other, and behind their backs, they quarreled desperately together.
Unexpectedly, money can't be used to solve the problem. The problem seems to be back to the original point. Du Hui said: "Your clothes weren't scratched by me. I didn't even scratch it."
Jane Beibei said loudly: "Then what do you mean? My clothes are just stripped of silk when I take them back?"
"Who knows, you better ask your friend."
"What are you asking? I've seen it before you touched it. Okay, why does it break when you come back?"
"I said I didn't do it. If you don't believe me, ask Mrs. Zhang..."
The servant froze on the side, for fear that it might hurt him.
Lu Yao walked over, passing by Du Hui and Jian Beibei, and picked up the colorful silk shirt skirt on the armrest of the sofa.
The skirt was very thin, and through the sun, she saw that there was indeed a small strip of silk at the skirt. It stands to reason that this kind of big brand will definitely not have quality problems, but the place where the silk is stripped is not the nail.
"I'll help you get it." Lu Yao didn't want to say more useless words, she took the skirt upstairs, and then came down three minutes later, and gave the skirt to Jian Beibei.
Jian Beibei looked at the hem of the skirt and found that there was no way to see where Lulu Yao had taken the silk.
Seeing Jian Beibei's anger dissipated a little, Lu Yao said, "Is it all right?"
Jane Beibei raised her head, her anger turned into disgust, she said mockingly: "So capable, why don't you open a tailor shop?"
Lu Yao's face was faint: "If it's okay, I'll be gone." The noise made her headache.
She turned to leave, and heard Jian Beibei say to Du Hui: "Fortunately, you have a'good' daughter. She is proficient in sewing, repairing, washing and washing, and she can still be worth more than half a servant in this house. It can be regarded as making up for what you owed our family for so many years."
auzw.com Du Hui can tolerate Jian Beibei talking about her, but can't tolerate her talking about Lu Yao. She immediately changed her face and said aloud: "We never owe your family, but your dad is willing to marry me. Besides, even if we owe it, it is owed to your dad. What does it have to do with you? Is it to make a penny for this family or to contribute?"
When Jian Beibei heard the words, her face changed in the same instant, she said loudly: "You figure it out, my last name is Jane, and this family is also named Jane! When is it your turn to be an outsider to teach me? Yes, I I didn't contribute anything to earn a penny for this family, but my dad is Jian Hongfeng and I am her daughter. I can spend as much as I want, and he can only watch when I lose this family!"
Having said that, looking at Lu Yao's back without looking back, she raised her voice again: "You two, mother and daughter, one is robbing someone else's husband, the other is robbing someone else's father and brother, don't you have your own family? It’s shameless to grab someone else if you own it!"
Du Hui said: "Jane Beibei, you have enough. When we first came to Yecheng, your parents were already divorced..."
"If you didn't seduce my dad outside and encourage my dad to divorce my mother, they wouldn't get to the point of divorce..."
Lu Yao stepped upstairs, obviously going further and further, but the sound of Jian Beibei quarreling with Du Hui was like a ghost and a shadow.
Going back to the room, closing the door tightly, she plugged in the earphones, for fear that she would hear any sound again. But there were still two voices quarreling in her heart, and even the content of the quarrel was automatically edited.
Lu Yao thought she had auditory hallucinations, but later she realized that it was not because she had too much imagination, but because Jian Beibei had quarreled with Du Hui too many times in the past ten years. Although the reasons for each quarrel were varied, but In the end, there is nothing more than family reorganization.
Jian Beibei felt that Lu Yao and Du Hui had robbed her family and took her mother's place;
And Du Hui felt that she and Lu Yao entered Jian's house for granted, and Jian Beibei has always been aggressive.
It is said that there are three women in one drama. Now there are three women in the Jian family, but even if Lu Yao never participated in the war, the two women downstairs can still make a noise on their own.
Lu Yao plugged in the headphones and sat on the window sill, staring at the villa garden downstairs blankly. She is a person who likes flowers, but she doesn't know why, no matter how beautiful the flowers are downstairs, she thinks they are in full bloom.
The songs in the earphones were played one after another. About three songs later, the door of Lu Yao's bedroom was pushed open from the outside.
The servant will knock on the door, and Jian Beibei will detour when she hits her door, so Du Hui will only come in.
Du Hui wears a volentino early summer aqua blue dress, which is even more white and watery. She went out shopping today, bought a lot of things, and made her hair and nails, but she didn't expect to get angry when she came back.
Looking up and seeing Lu Yao sitting on the window sill, Du Hui frowned and asked aloud: "Did you not hear me arguing downstairs just now?"
Lu Yao didn't even look back. At first, Du Hui thought she hadn't heard her, so she walked towards her.
When she was still three steps away, Lu Yao's lips opened and her voice said without any emotion: "What can I do if I hear it?"
Du Hui replied with an unhappy face: "Are you still my daughter? I don't even know that I feel sorry for me."
Lu Yao took off her earphones, looked at Du Hui and said, "Should I help you fight with Jian Beibei?"
With hesitation and entanglement in Du Hui's eyes, she said after a few seconds: "Forget it, I don't want to mix you in. The provincial girl went to her dad to complain."
Lu Yao didn't make a sound, but looked away again.
Du Hui said: "I bought you some skirts and shoes. Come to my house and try them. They will look good."
Lu Yao said lightly: "I don't want it."
Du Hui frowned and said, "You are stupid, look at what Jian Beibei usually wears? How are you worse than her?"
The thought of Jian Beibei saying that Lu Yao was like a servant and mocking her for being poorly dressed, Du Hui was upset. She wears gold and silver as a mother, how could she wrong her only daughter?
But Lu Yao replied with an indifferent expression: "Jane Beibei spends her family's money, it is justified."
Du Hui subconsciously said: "This is also your home."
Lu Yao said: "No."
Du Hui came up with a breath and stared at Lu Yao: "What are you doing? How many times have I told you..."
"No need for nothing, no need for nothing?" Lu Yao looked at her before Du Hui and asked.
Du Hui wanted to nod her head, but she couldn't lower her head inexplicably when she faced Shang Lu Yao's eyes that were somewhat hollow and out of focus.
Maybe, she didn't regard this place as home from the bottom of her heart, she just numbed herself and lied to herself.