Chapter 483: 133: Big Slap in the Face On-Site! _6
No one knew what Zheng Xianjing was up to.
Old Mrs. Zheng looked at Zheng Lingling with a pale face, “Lingling, what does Xianjing want to do?”
Zheng Lingling said, “Mom, don’t worry, Xianjing is a sensible girl, she won’t do anything outrageous.”
Old Mrs. Zheng continued, “Are you mother and daughter hiding something from me?”
“No, mom,” Zheng Lingling responded with a smile: “Mom, you are overthinking.”
Old Mrs. Zheng frowned, “What is Xianjing doing on the stage?” She doesn’t know how many eyes are watching her from under the stage, her every word and move represents the Zheng Family, any slight misstep would give people a handle against us.
Zheng Lingling said: “Baichuan and Xianjing have grown up together. Now that Baichuan is getting married, it’s only right that Xianjing prepares a small gift.”
“Is it really just giving a gift?” Old Mrs. Zheng continued.
Zheng Lingling smiled and said: “Mom, you’ll see.”
Old Mrs. Zheng was very worried, fearing that Zheng Xianjing would do something outrageous.
Ni Yang sat in the audience, eating the sunflower seeds peeled by Mo Qishen, while watching the stage.
“Yangyang, what do you think Zheng Xianjing wants to do?” Li Yanran scooted closer with curiosity on her face: “Do you think Zheng Xianjing is trying to elope?”
Ni Yang responded calmly: “Didn’t Zheng Xianjing say she has a big gift?”
“Big gift?” Li Yanran said: “Looks more like Zheng Xianjing wants to make a scene at the wedding.”
Who would dress more flashy than the bride on her wedding day?
There was clearly malicious intent!
The audience was getting excited.
The priest, prompted by Li Xianxian’s hinted glance, turned to Zheng Xianjing, “Miss Zheng, could you deliver your gift privately so as not to postpone the auspicious time?”
Zheng Xianjing replied: “I won’t be long. Look, the gift is coming.”
A child around five or six was slowly approaching from the end of the red carpet.
Upon seeing Li Xianxian, his steps suddenly quicken, “Mom!”
He ran over and hugged Li Xianxian.
The color on Li Xianxian’s face changed drastically in a moment, but quickly reverted back to normal.
Stay calm, she can’t panic, that little bastard is long dead!
There must be some misunderstanding here.
The audience exchanged glances, seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.
Li Xianxian bent low and tenderly looking at Fuwa, “Little friend, you must have mistaken me for someone else!”
“I didn’t mistake you for someone else! You are my mom!” Fuwa’s eyes reddened all of a sudden, “Mom, don’t you want Fuwa anymore?”
It was as if Li Xianxian had been doused with a bucket of icy water from head to toe, chilling her to the bone.
How is this little bastard still alive?
As a reborn individual, Li Xianxian never left any risks for herself. In her memory of the future, Zhou Tianbao’s legs were broken due to a theft, and due to not receiving prompt medical treatment, he eventually died from an infected wound.
And Zhou Fuwa disappeared without a trace after Zhou Tianbao’s death.
According to her memories from the future, Zhou Tianbao and Zhou Fuwa had been in trouble for over a month!
So why was Zhou Fuwa still perilously standing here?
This must be Zheng Xianjing trying to scare her with a decoy!
Li Xianxian put in great effort to maintain her smile, saying softly: “Little friend, you really have me mistaken for someone else.”
Zheng Xianjing looked at Li Xianxian with a mocking expression in her eyes, “Li Xianxian. Oh, no, Comrade Sun Dalian, don’t you recognise your own son whom you carried for ten months?”