A second chance with my billionaire husband

Gently patting Liang Wenrou’s hand, then looking at Liang Wenwan, her expression was very severe.

"Your sister is right, I see that you don’t regard us as family at all. We’ve raised you, and this is how you repay us? Moreover, visiting your in-law who is sick is the proper thing to do. Even if you don’t understand etiquette, do you want to drag the Liang Family’s reputation through the mud?"

These words sounded so righteous.

Liang Wenwan curled her lips, her gaze swept past Liang Wenrou’s hidden smug smile and Lady Liang’s aggressive face, her eyebrows slightly raised: "Since you don’t mind, of course I have no objections. I’ll wait for you tomorrow morning."

In the moment of turning away, her expression quickly turned cold.

So this was the real reason for calling her back for dinner, she knew very well the kind of person Lady Liang was. Such unsolicited kindness always had ulterior motives, and there had to be some hidden reason for visiting the hospital without any clear cause.

She thought of Liang Wenrou, who had been out filming for a long time recently and hadn’t returned. What role did she play in all this?

Lady Liang withdrew her cold gaze, gently patting Liang Wenrou’s hand: "Rourou, now you can tell mother why exactly you want to visit Lady Ruan in the hospital?"

Liang Wenrou bit her lip, hesitating whether to tell mommy the truth.

"Rourou, from childhood till now, you have never kept anything from mother, right? Mother has also said that as long as it’s something you want, mother will always present it to you. Is there anything you’re hiding from mother?"

Lady Liang coaxed gently.

Liang Wenrou glanced at the direction of the second floor, pulling Lady Liang along, "Mommy, come to my room, I’ll tell you the reason."

Neither Liang Wenrou nor Lady Liang noticed that just as they turned around, a maid cleaning in the corner of the living room put down her cloth and quietly followed them.

Liang Wenwan returned to her room and threw herself onto the large bed, her body sinking into the soft brocade quilt, letting out a deep sigh.

Entering this house always gave her an indescribable feeling of suffocation. So ever since she went to college, she moved out and only occasionally came back.

She fell into a muddled sleep, and soon there was a gentle, rhythmic knock on the door. Despite the soft sound, it woke Liang Wenwan from her semi-conscious state.

She walked over to open the door, where a maid stood, glancing around before swiftly entering.

"Young lady," the maid said respectfully.

Liang Wenwan walked to the table and poured herself a cup of tea, "What’s the matter?"

"I eavesdropped on the conversation between Madam and the second Miss just now, so I came to report to you."

Liang Wenwan laughed, sipping her tea leisurely, "Go on."

With such biased parents and a troublesome younger sister, if she didn’t plan carefully, who knew when she might be sold out.

So she had eyes and ears all over this house, while her foolish mother still thought she could manipulate her.

The maid leaned in closer, speaking in a lowered voice.

Liang Wenwan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold gleam flashed in her eyes.

"But because I was listening through the door, I couldn’t hear everything clearly. I only caught these parts," the maid said apologetically.

"You’ve done very well already." Liang Wenwan smiled, taking a pearl necklace from the drawer of the dressing table and tossing it into the maid’s arms.

"Consider this your reward. Keep an eye out and you may go now."

The maid left, pleased with the reward, knowing full well that in this house, the eldest Miss was the smartest. No matter how much favor the second Miss received, a woman without brains would be played to death by the eldest Miss sooner or later.

So she was more than willing to work for the eldest Miss.

Liang Wenwan traced the rim of her glass, a cold sneer playing at her lips.