You Make Money, I'll Spend It: Stepmother's Ultimate Pleasure in the Aristocratic Family-Chapter 25: In what age do people still take husbands’ names

Su Tingran quickly told the other wives in the WeChat group that Sheng Mumu's flower shop Yueji was about to open.

The group reacted enthusiastically.

[Mrs. Zhao: I will definitely support Mr. Qi's wife's flower shop. I'm subscribing to the one-year "Chinese Style" package.]

[Mrs. Qian: My husband Old Qian likes having flowers that smell good at home. I'll get the six-month "Hidden Beauty" package.]

[Mrs. Sun: I read Yueji's promotional web page carefully. Are there derivative products for sale too?]

[Mrs. Li: To show my support, I want to buy some vases first.]

Sheng Mumu tapped the screen rapidly with her fingers and excitedly responded:

[Thank you all for your support! In addition to delivering flowers to your door, Yueji will also gradually expand into fragrances, home textiles, home decor, tableware and more. There are also plans to open floristry salons and baking interest classes offline. Stay tuned!]

Where there was overt praise, there would naturally also be subtle critiques.

[Mrs. Zhou: Mrs. Qi is so lucky. I thought she had married a husband, but turns out she gained a capable subordinate who even helps earn money [laughing][eating melon]. I don't mean anything by this, just want to compliment Mrs. Qi on being so capable~]

[Mr. Wu's Baby: Mrs. Qi is the first villa area resident to open a shop. That takes courage.]

[Mr. Zheng's Precious Wife: Mrs. Qi, aren't you afraid of getting dirty from all that soil?]

[Wang Qinwei: I also really want to open a flower shop, but my husband won't let me. He says women should stay home looking pretty, not show their faces in public so much. ]

Sheng Mumu: "..."

Seeing the increasingly unpleasant conversation, her expression froze.

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She really wanted to give Mmes. Zhou, Wu, Zheng and Wang a "Model of Modern Womanhood" banner each.

And gift each of them a loquat plum.

What do you mean?

What do you mean???

Just as Sheng Mumu was wondering what would be appropriate to say, her phone rang.

Su Tingran called out of concern that Sheng Mumu would be upset by Mmes. Zhou, Wu, Zheng and Wang's words.

She also gave Sheng Mumu some background on these four women.

"You're new to the group and don't know this yet, but their favorite thing is to show off their husbands. Just ignore them."

"Especially Mrs. Wang, Wang Qinwei. Her birth name is Qinwei. After marrying her husband, she was afraid others wouldn't know who her husband was, so she changed her surname to match his."

Sheng Mumu clicked her tongue. "What era is this that people are still changing their surnames after marriage?"

Su Tingran said, "That's not even the worst of it. No matter what the group chat is about, she finds a way to steer the conversation back to her husband. You'll see what I mean later."

Sheng Mumu didn't even have to wait until later. Right after she hung up, she saw Wang Qinwei had already sent a slew of solo messages in the wife group.

[Wang Qinwei: I really should support Mrs. Qi's flower shop business. After all, she's working hard starting this business herself, it's not easy. But unfortunately I'm allergic to pollen, so when my husband and I go out to eat, he has the restaurant remove all the fresh flowers beforehand.]

[Wang Qinwei: Oh right, speaking of flowers, it reminds me of the diamond necklace my husband gave me last week. Let me show you.]

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[Wang Qinwei: My husband knows I like flowers but can't tolerate the scent, so he had this flower shaped necklace custom made for me. It cost 20 million yuan!]

[Wang Qinwei: I'm so skinny, usually find it too heavy when worn. You guys know how clumsy I am, even walking on flat ground I manage to trip. I have to hold my husband's hand going down stairs, and when going out, or I'd be worried that if I tripped while wearing this huge diamond it would stab my neck.]

[Wang Qinwei: I'm letting you all see how silly I am. My husband is always saying I'm his little silly girl.]

...

Sheng Mumu: "..."

She could sum up her current mood in four words — speechless with amazement.

She had seen exaggerated and pretentious people on TV dramas before.

But she had never seen someone as ridiculous as Wang Qinwei.

She scrolled through the screen. The floral necklace Wang Qinwei had sent seemed vaguely familiar, though she couldn't remember where she'd seen it before.

She had not originally planned on saying anything more in the group chat, but after seeing several more messages from Wang Qinwei boasting about how accident-prone yet doted on by her husband she was, Sheng Mumu couldn't resist.

She shared a post from a medical institution's public WeChat account to the group, very considerately.

The title was: [Frequently Tripping When Walking May Indicate Cerebellar Atrophy, Doctor's Professional Tips On 5 Things To Watch For]

And she helpfully advised: [Mrs. Wang, you really should be careful. Although we're all young, it's best to prevent this disease before it happens, don't conceal illness or avoid seeing a doctor.]

"What does she mean by this!" Wang Qinwei's face instantly collapsed when she saw the message.

The next second, she angrily threw her phone out. It landed on the carpet with a muffled thud.

She yelled loudly:

"What is this Mrs. Qi trying to imply? Hinting that I'm sick?"

...

Sheng Mumu exited WeChat.

She decided to think happy thoughts instead, so as not to be infected by princess syndrome.

She opened her bank account balance page. Seeing the number there instantly improved her mood tremendously.

She was one big step closer to paying off her debt.

Thinking of this, she screenshot the balance and sent it to Sugar Daddy Qi to proudly report her progress.

It also signaled that her repayment pace was picking up.

Qi Mo received the WeChat message while on the way to the airport.

The vacation resort was complete. He was going to Shen City for an inspection trip over the next few days.

Seeing the screenshot Sheng Mumu sent, Qi Mo's finger hovered over the screen. He pondered briefly before deciding to express his congratulations in the most straightforward way possible.

By sending a red envelope.

He put his phone back into his pocket and inadvertently glanced out the window.

In the distance, a woman with short hair was looking down at her watch, then anxiously looked up, seeming to be waiting for a car.

The moment the short-haired woman turned her head, Qi Mo recognized her. He instructed his driver:

"Little Wang, stop ahead."

The black Bentley pulled up in front of the short-haired woman. The window slowly rolled down.

She saw the refined, handsome features and poised bearing of the man inside, looking slightly surprised.

"Mr. Qi, what a coincidence."

Dr. Jiang worked in Canton City for a long period as private caregiver for Qi Mo's grandmother.

She was diligent and attentive in her work, maintaining good relations with both Elder Madame Qi and Mr. Qi.

Earlier this year, she finally obtained a private practice license. She resigned from being Elder Madame Qi's caregiver to come to the capital city and start her own venture.

Dr. Jiang gave a wry smile. "Yes, I didn't expect it would be so hard to hail a cab at this time."

Qi Mo asked her destination, and found it was along the way. He offered her a ride.

Dr. Jiang glanced at the time and smiled apologetically before pulling the car door open.

"Thank you for the trouble, Mr. Qi."

Qi Mo said, "It's no trouble."

The car had been going for a while.

Qi Mo's phone in his pocket started vibrating.

Sheng Mumu had been working on the shop's membership forms. After finishing up, she finally saw the red envelope Qi Mo sent.

The amount made her so excited she sent him three emoji packs in one breath.

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[Boss is so generous! [Bowing to serve tea]]

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Seeing the messages on his phone, Qi Mo's eyes involuntarily lit up with a smile.