She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

After all the other people had dispersed, Mrs. Jing led Jing Jiaren to Song Ji and the others.

Mrs. Jing put her right hand on her chest and gave a slight blessing to Song Ji. "I am honored that Mr. Miracle Emperor could take time out of his busy schedule to attend tonight's birthday banquet." Mrs. Jing said to Sicheng and Mo again. Xiao each nodded, "I also want to thank Emperor Sicheng and Emperor Mo Xiao for their compliments."

Finally, Mrs. Jing's eyes fell on the most beautiful Yu Huang.

The way she looked at Yu Huang seemed cold and mocking. "Young Taoist friend Yuhuang is really dazzling tonight, overwhelming everyone." There is no emotion in this compliment, it is just an imitation of others.

Yu Huang replied graciously: "Thank you, madam, for the compliment."

Yu Huang deliberately turned around in front of Mrs. Jing, with a slight smile on her face, and explained: "I went to the Costume Museum a few days ago and fell in love with this outfit at a glance. Please give me a special request. The teacher at the styling studio found a way to help me borrow it."

"It is said that this skirt is called the Advent of the Saint, and is known as the light of the century in the fashion circle of the last century. It is also said that a saint once wore it on the day of her coronation ceremony." Yu Huang playfully said Smiling, she said innocently: "Although I am not a saint, I have successfully obtained the inheritance of the senior prophets of death. I am still qualified to wear this dress. It is worth it to be praised by the old lady. .”

Mrs. Jing stared at the innocent and ignorant smile on Yu Huang's face, and cursed in her heart: Witch, I don't know what kind of way you are, and you pretend to be innocent and innocent with me. I think you wore this clothes on purpose. Come and disgust me!

But Mrs. Jing only dared to curse in her heart.

Mrs. Jing said with a smile, "The saint you are talking about is my daughter."

"Ah!" Yu Huang pretended to cover her mouth and exclaimed: "Is it so destined?"

Yu Huang glanced at Jing Jiaren, who looked strange, and said: "I heard from the beautiful lady that Aunt Jing Rujiu has been missing for many years and there is no news yet. As a mother, the old lady must have lived a life of worry these years. If you knew This skirt was worn by Aunt Jing back then, so Yu Huang would never wear it to the birthday banquet, lest the old lady see it and miss her."

Jing Jiaren couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

What nonsense is she talking about?

Jing Jiaren would not believe a word Yu Huang said.

Likewise, Mrs. Jing didn't believe it either.

She didn't believe that Yu Huang didn't know that this dress was worn by Jing Rujiu back then. She clearly knew it and deliberately wore it to the birthday banquet to insult her!

"Fellow Taoist Yu Huang has inherited the power of divination from the predecessors of the deceased prophets. Now his strength is unfathomable. Can't he predict the past of this dress?" Mrs. Jing wanted to tear apart Yu Huang's hypocritical and disgusting face in public. .

Yu Huang would not stupidly jump into the language trap set by Mrs. Jing. She said slyly: "The old lady really loves to joke. Could it be that when the old lady sees a piece of clothing or a teacup, she has to look at its past?" Are they all clear? If this is the case, then the diviners will be very busy."

Mrs. Jing stared at Yu Huang's charming cherry red lips, hating her eloquent mouth. "However, fellow Taoist Yu Huang said something wrong. I don't care whether Jing Rujiu lives or dies."

Mrs. Jing stroked an ice crystal marrow bracelet on her wrist and said expressionlessly: "Jing Rujiu is indeed my daughter, but she was removed from the Jing family tree by me because she committed something wrong. Name. She and I have long since severed the relationship between mother and daughter. From the day she crawled out of the Jing family gate, she had nothing to do with me."

"Little friend Yu Huang, there is no need to feel troubled."

Yu Huang stared at Madam Jing touching the bracelet and narrowed her eyes slightly. When a person is talking, she will touch something unconsciously, which means that she is not at peace inside.

She was lying, she was not really indifferent to Jing Rujiu's life and death.

Yu Huang took a deep look at Mrs. Jing, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Yu Huang said the wrong thing."

"It's not your fault that you don't know the details." Madam Jing said sorry to the Miracle Emperor, and planned to lead Lady Jing to talk to other distinguished guests. At this time, Yu Huang also straightened up, moving slightly quickly, and two strands of hair fell off his head.

Yu Huang suddenly stopped Jing Jiaren, "Miss Jing, I don't know where the bathroom is. I want to tidy up my appearance."

Hearing this, Jing Jiaren subconsciously looked up at Yu Huang's hair style, and Madam Jing also glanced at Yu Huang's head from the corner of her eye. The two of them noticed the golden hairpin stuck in Yu Huang's bun at the same time.

After seeing the appearance of the golden hairpin clearly, Mrs. Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and Jing Jiaren also frowned slightly.

What the hell is Yu Huang doing?

"Miss Jing?" Seeing that Jing Jiaren remained silent, Yu Huang called softly again.

Jing Jiaren came to her senses and pointed towards the southeast corner of the banquet hall, "Over there, I'll take you there."

"That would be troublesome."

After saying sorry to Mrs. Jing, Yu Huang followed Mrs. Jing to the bathroom. Mrs. Jing stood there, staring at the hairpin on Yu Huang's head without blinking. Because Yu Huang's back was turned to her, Mrs. Jing could clearly see the words engraved on the back of the hairpin -

May my daughter be safe.

Mrs. Jing's pupils trembled slightly, and the look in her eyes at Yu Huang became even more incredible.

Her hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.

"Mother." Jing Ruge brought his wife Zhang Zhanyi to Mrs. Jing's side. He supported Mrs. Jing's arm and whispered in her ear: "Mother, the old lady of the Song family is also here tonight. Should you go over and talk to him about old times?”

The old lady of the Song family and Jing Ruge's father were close friends, so it was reasonable for Mrs. Jing to go and say hello.

Mrs. Jing slowly withdrew her gaze, turned around and followed her son and daughter-in-law towards the old lady of the Song family. After walking a few steps, she suddenly grabbed Jing Ruge's arm and asked in a slightly panicked tone: "Ruge, the beauty's most precious hairpin was given to her by your sister, right?"

Hearing this, Jing Ruge and Zhang Zhanyi looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

After hesitating for a moment, Jing Ruge said, "Mother, this happened more than 20 years ago." He thought Mrs. Jing wanted to hold her accountable.

Nodding, Mrs. Jing said nothing.

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On the other side, Jing Jiaren took Yu Huang to the bathroom, but did not leave alone.

Yu Huang looked in the mirror, tied the fallen hair with a black hairpin, took off the gold hairpin and inserted it again. After finishing it, she turned her head and saw Jing Jiaren standing at the entrance of the bathroom, with a look of surprise on her face.

With a slight smile, Yu Huang tilted his head and asked Jing Jiaren: "Miss Jing hasn't left yet?"

Jing Jiaren stared at the golden hairpin on Yu Huang's head and said abruptly: "You are indeed Yin Mingjue's daughter."

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