Sister Wang curled her lips and said, "I don't dare to have any conflicts with other old horses. I just called her yesterday afternoon to ask her to come out and make faces together, but do you know what your mother said?"

Xiao Churan hurriedly asked: "Aunt Wang, what did my mother say at that time?"

Sister Wang scolded angrily: "Your mother said at the time who she was, how could she do facials with me, and said that coming to a beauty salon to do facials is something people like us do, and she wants to buy it directly from the beauty salon. Come down, serve her alone, and say you want to draw a line with us!"

After finishing speaking, Sister Wang looked at Xiao Churan and asked angrily, "Tell me yourself, is your mother going too far?"

"We are all friends. I asked her to come out with good intentions to make a face. She actually sarcastically ridiculed me and taunted me. She also said that I am poor and that she has wealth that I can never imagine in my life! What do you mean? Is she Ma Lan getting rich? Is she looking down on our poor sisters?"

"If you don't like me, just don't contact me. Why are you hurting others? Did I fucking provoke you? Why did you come up and hurt me? It really pissed me off!"

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Sister Wang said angrily, the tight mask on her face collapsed due to her distorted facial muscles.

She looked at the mask on the ground, feeling distressed.

Thinking about what happened yesterday, she felt even more depressed to death.

Although she and Ma Lan are not very good friends, they are also good friends. They often play together, make faces together, and often play cards together.

Everyone has a lot of friends like this, and they usually greet each other with polite smiles, and no one embarrasses anyone, but Ma Lan suddenly sneered at herself on the phone yesterday, so much so that she I was so angry that I didn't sleep last night.

Xiao Churan was puzzled when she heard this, why did her mother talk to Sister Wang like this? She doesn't have much money, and she has been keeping a low profile recently. Could it be that she found some unexpected fortune yesterday?

He also said that he would buy a beauty salon by himself and serve him alone, which proves that this windfall is not a small sum.

But that problem came again, even if she really got a windfall, there was no need for her to disappear!

What has actually happened?

The more Xiao Churan thought about it, the more she didn't understand.

At this time, the angry sister Wang asked, "What? Your mother is missing?"

Xiao Churan nodded hurriedly: "Yes! She hasn't come back since she went out at noon yesterday, and she couldn't get through the phone, didn't reply to WeChat, and couldn't get through the video. It's been a day and a night!"

Sister Wang was stunned for a moment, then snorted and said, "Maybe it's because after your mother made a fortune, she didn't even look down on us old friends, even you and your father, so she just chose to disappear from the world." Alright."

As she spoke, Sister Wang sighed slightly, and said, "Hearing what you said, I feel much better now. She, Ma Lan, doesn't even look down on her husband and daughter, and she doesn't look down on us poor sisters." It's also normal."

Xiao Churan's heart skipped a beat.

She thought of her aunt Qian Hongyan.

At that time, Qian Hongyan took more than 15 million people to disappear, and it is said that she still raised Xiaobailian outside and eloped with Xiaobailian.

If my mother really got a windfall, would she be the same as Qian Hongyan?

Thinking of this, Xiao Churan was suddenly very nervous.

She hurriedly asked Sister Wang again: "Aunt Wang, do you know any other clues?"

Sister Wang waved her hand and said, "I just called your mother. Since then, I have never contacted her again, nor have I heard any news about her."

Xiao Churan had no choice but to say gratefully: "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

Sister Wang said indifferently: "You're welcome, but I should thank you. I was quite flustered in my heart, but after hearing what you said, I suddenly felt much better." JrNovels.com