Rich Daddy's Three Cuties

Ding Jiyi's mother looked embarrassed.    

"I am not trying to chase them away, I am…"    

The housekeeper suddenly came over and said.    

"Madam, Mrs. Zhao is here."    

Ding Jiyi's mother frowned.    

Mrs. Zhao?    

Why is she here at this time?    

...    

Ding Jiyi's house.    

Zhao Yunlan smiled arrogantly as she handed the fur coat to the servant.    

She opened the peacock fan in her hand and blew the cold wind.    

Mrs. Zhao looked at the two little bun in the room and her eyes were full of ridicule.    

She closed the peacock fan lazily when she saw Ding Jiyi's mother come out and even said perfunctorily.    

"My husband said that he wanted to distribute some gifts to his partners."    

This kind of small thing only needed a servant to do.    

But…    

She thought of the bumpkin that the Ding family had just accepted. How could she miss this chance to ridicule the Ding family?    

"Ah, Mrs. Ding, is this your son?"    

Ding Jiyi's mother smiled and nodded.    

"Yes, this is Ding Jiyi, my son."    

Ding Jiyi frowned slightly.    

He didn't like this lady in front of him.    

And the way she looked at him was also not good!    

Mrs. Zhao stood there for a few minutes and looked down at Ding Jiyi. She then turned to look at the two little bun sitting in the living room happily eating the cake.    

Her gaze fell on the table. The corner of her mouth twitched.    

"Madam Ding, I heard that your son has just come back from the countryside. I'm afraid that he doesn't even know how to use a knife and fork."    

"Are you teaching him how to use a knife and fork?"    

Then, this Madam Zhao's gaze swept across Jiang Xiaomeng and Ye Huanyu with disdain.    

Especially when she saw the two little buns' cheap clothes.    

Her tone became even more disdainful.    

"If I had to say, you should send your son to a noble school. Only then will he not know any trash friends."    

"I knew it! Madam Ding, why is there a poverty smell in your house?"    

Madam Ding's face turned green.    

However, Madam Zhao's family was a noble and Mr. Ding's business partner.    

Unlike Mr. Ding, who had made a fortune halfway through his career, Madam Zhao's family had accumulated wealth for generations.    

In the aristocratic circle, they had considerable power and status.    

Madam Ding pursed her lips.    

Even if her expression was extremely ugly, she could not offend this Madam Zhao!    

Seeing his mother endure, Ding Ji raised his head.    

Ding Ji glared at her, his handsome face flushed red.    

He said coldly.    

"I won't embarrass my family."    

"My friends are not trash."    

The two little buns' eyes narrowed when they heard Ding Ji's voice.    

A dark look flashed across her bright eyes.    

Compared to Ding Ji's anger, Jiang Xiaomeng and Ye Huanyu were even more calm.    

It was shameful to waste food!    

Especially the food from the dessert shop under Mommy's banner, it should not be wasted!    

It was better to eat delicious and fragrant cake than to waste time with this old aunt!    

However, disregarding them, she still wanted to bully their friends?    

The two little bun put down the small cake in their hands.    

They nodded heavily and asked with serious expressions.    

"Is your child very powerful?"    

Madam Zhao lightly nodded, her face full of pride. When she mentioned her son, her mouth perked up.    

She was showing off.    

"Of course."    

"When I was in class, I married a foreigner and obtained a foreign nationality."    

"My baby is destined to enjoy the highest level of aristocratic education from the moment he was born."    

The two little bun shrugged their shoulders and looked at her as if they were looking at a fool. A trace of sympathy flashed across their eyes.    

Was that it?    

Then this old aunt's mind was really small!