Chapter 1210 Why Do You Want to Steal My Daughter? ! (4)

"Miss Shu." Aunt Liu came out. Compared to more than two years ago, she looked much older and not in a very good mental state. When she smiled at Shu Jie, it didn't seem like she was smiling, but more like the skin on her face was pulling.

She made a gesture to Shu Jie to invite her in, saying with a double meaning: "Please come in, my wife has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shu Jie sneered. Even though she was brought here by force, she didn't show any sign of shyness at all. She walked in with her chest held high.

As soon as she entered the gate of the villa, Shu Jie smelled a strong incense scent, so strong that it seemed to have permeated the whole house.

Shu Jie frowned. Aunt Liu beside her seemed to see what she was thinking and explained in a low voice: "My wife is kind and chants Buddha, but she is not in good health, so she can only burn some incense in the house these years."

Kind?

Shu Jie's sarcastic smile was indeed kind. Using the hospital as a cover, she did such unscrupulous things just to make herself feel better. This was indeed kind.

Seeing the sarcastic smile on Shu Jie's lips, Aunt Liu seemed a little unhappy, and said with a stern face: "Miss Shu, you are not my wife, you don't understand her sufferings over the years!"

"Really?" Shu Jie asked lightly, but her careless attitude made Aunt Liu even more uncomfortable. She wanted to say something, but the voice of Old Madam Yuan came from the room.

"Aunt Liu, is Xiao Jie here?"

Only then did Aunt Liu put away her attitude just now, lowered her head, and respectfully asked her to go into the house.

When Shu Jie walked to the stairs, her eyes stayed on the most conspicuous mural for a few seconds.

Yuan Man'er.

Perhaps she was an outsider, she couldn't see any shadow of Yuan Man'er from her daughter anyway, and she really didn't understand why Old Madam Yuan was so sure that her Jiaojiao would be her daughter.

When Shu Jie walked outside, she felt that the incense in the living room was very strong. When she arrived at Old Madam Yuan's room, she found that the outside was really nothing in comparison.

Old Madam Yuan's room was not only filled with a strong scent of incense, but also with a thin haze. Shu Jie looked at Old Madam Yuan, who was leaning on the bed and looked like she was already in her twilight years, and felt a little surprised.

When she saw Old Madam Yuan a few years ago, she was still energetic, but now... Shu Jie felt that she could clearly feel the life passing away in her body. She might not have much time left.

Her eyes, which were once bright and vigorous, had now become cloudy, but when she came in, they were obviously a little more radiant.

"Auntie Liu, you go out first." Old Madam Yuan looked at Shu Jie, but she was talking to Auntie Liu.

Auntie Liu glanced at Shu Jie, hesitated for two seconds before turning around and going out, and closed the door.

As soon as Auntie Liu left, only Shu Jie and Old Madam Yuan were left in the room, one lying and the other standing.

The thin haze lingered around the two of them, and no one spoke first.

The atmosphere was quiet and depressing.

The two seemed to be waiting for the other to speak, and finally it was Mrs. Yuan's cough that broke the silence.

Mrs. Yuan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "It's rare for people your age to be so patient."

Shu Jie didn't say anything, and Mrs. Yuan probably didn't expect her to speak. She touched the quilt covering her with her dry hands. It was a set of hand-embroidered brocade quilts with a pattern of five sons winning the championship.