Chapter 223: Mo Beihan Leaves (2) (1/2)

Wang Guozhu dared not openly shop with Zhang Xiaohui. He did not dare to be so conspicuous. After all, male-female relationships were strictly governed in these times and one’s lifestyle was particularly important.

He just gave her money and mostly asked Zhang Xiaohui to purchase them on her own.

Gu Ruoqing pursed her lips as she looked at Wang Guozhu’s departing figure. “Mother, do you think Father will quickly bring us home? What will we do if that tigress in his family continues to refuse to divorce?”

Zhang Xiaohui looked at Wang Guozhu’s departing figure and laughed coldly. “He won’t. Your father has been dreaming of a son and his parents are equally biased towards boys. In so many years, Zhou Hong has only had one daughter, and she has taken the Zhou family’s surname. The Wang family will never refuse the younger brother in Mother’s womb.

“Don’t worry! Your father will certainly divorce Zhou Hong. Now we must coax your father to quickly settle the matter. When I’ve married into the Wang family, we will have a good life!”

“Also…” Zhang Xiaohui looked at the things in her hands and smiled at Gu Ruoqing. “Even now, our lives are much better than when we were in the Gu family, isn’t it?”

Gu Ruoqing glanced at the things her mother was holding and pursed her lips. She thought, when we bring these things back, won’t Grandma just take them and give them to my uncles and younger cousins to eat?

But she did not say this out loud. She really did not know what to say when she looked at her mother’s self-assured and smug expression.

Forget it. Right now, the most important thing was to keep her mother in a good mood. If she said these things out loud, her mother would be unhappy.

If her mother was unhappy, that would affect the younger brother in her womb. Although she did not quite like this younger brother who had taken up all her parents’ attention, she had to admit that her dream of being a city girl depended on this younger brother.

Gu Ruoqing glanced at Zhang Xiaohui’s stomach. Her expression was vague. Who knew what she was thinking?