Chapter 262 - 262 Guilt Toward Her Mother
262 Guilt Toward Her Mother
“Mom usually dresses modestly, but the bag she is carrying is often changed. All of the bags come from the latest luxurious brands. Isn’t it easy to deduce then?” He Xun had once asked Yang Zui to investigate Chen Anhe’s preferences, but the answer Yang Zui had found was that Chen Anhe liked money.
However, He Xun couldn’t just throw money at his mother-in-law to please her, right?
Thus, He Xun spent some time and effort studying it himself and naturally discovered Chen Anhe’s fondness for bags. Hence, he often gifted it, and Chen Anhe appreciated it a lot.
“You’re so attentive. I didn’t even notice.” After speaking, Chen Wei’er lowered her head in shame. In her previous life, she only cared about loving Nie Suijing.
“I’ll help you pay attention.” He Xun didn’t say anything, but his words embarrassed Chen Wei’er.
“I’ll browse then. I’ll definitely choose a bag that Mom likes!” Chen Wei’er clenched her small fists and began to look around the huge shelves.
Soon, Chen Wei’er was attracted by one of the bags before she even finished looking around. She pointed at the bag and said to the staff, “Help me take a look at this bag.”
“Alright,” the staff responded and handed the bag to Chen Wei’er.
Chen Wei’er’s eyes were filled with tears as she gently caressed the bag. She remembered that in her previous life, Chen Anhe had fancied this bag for a long time, but she was reluctant to buy it.
At this time in her past life, Chen Wei’er had already divorced He Xun. The studio, which had lost the He family’s financial support, had also gone downhill.
Chen Anhe first worried about her daughter’s marriage, then ran back and forth for the company’s matters, so her body soon collapsed.
The fatigue on Chen Anhe’s face couldn’t be concealed even with foundation. She tried to stop Chen Wei’er from marrying Nie Suijing, but Chen Wei’er had a big fight with her.
Just as the two of them were quarreling, a wealthy lady walked over to Chen Anhe and Chen Wei’er.
“Aiyo, isn’t this the great dancer, Chen? I heard that your company is about to close down. Is it true? I was worried about you… Oh, this is your daughter, right? I shouldn’t call her Madam He anymore, right?”
The wealthy lady spoke in a strange tone. Chen Wei’er frowned while Chen Anhe only smiled. She then pulled Chen Wei’er’s hand and was about to leave.
“Did I say something wrong? Look at me, I just like speaking the truth. I heard that your daughter has divorced He Xun, so she’s no longer Madam He,” the wealthy lady mocked again.
Chen Anhe suppressed her anger and turned around. “This has nothing to do with you. Please mind your own business!”
“Anhe, we’ve been friends for many years. I’m just concerned about you. But…isn’t your bag the latest model from last year? In the past, I’ve always seen you carrying the latest bag. Hehe, don’t tell me you don’t have enough money to buy one now? It can’t be that bad, right?”
“It has nothing to do with you!” Chen Anhe’s tone was cold, but when she saw the bag the lady was carrying, she paused.
The lady naturally noticed it and deliberately lifted her bag. “You like this type too? It’s hard to get it, and it’s already sold out. My husband knew I like it, so he bought it for me as soon as it was released. I actually refused, but he still wanted to give it to me. Are you envious? If you’re envious, I can give it to you! It’s just a bag. I don’t mind.”
“You should keep your precious things to yourself!”
Chen Wei’er remembered that Chen Anhe’s tone was anxious and irritated, but she didn’t think much of it at that time. She only thought that Chen Anhe hated the wealthy lady.
After that, Chen Wei’er could no longer remember what they spoke about. She only remembered that Chen Anhe had angrily pulled her away. However, after returning home, Chen Anhe kept staring at her phone. The screen revealed the wealthy lady’s bag. She also saw the price displayed on the side. It was more than 6 million!
Chen Wei’er pursed her lips. “It’s just a bag. Why is it so expensive? How many things can it hold?”
Chen Anhe’s tone was stern, “This is designed by someone I admire the most and who inspired me to become tenacious! I got the courage to build my own company and raise you.”
At that time, Chen Wei’er hated Chen Anhe’s words and retorted impatiently, “You’ve been throwing me to all kinds of nannies to raise me. Is that what you call raising me?! You’ve worked so hard that you have to talk about it every day!”
“Do you think I have it easy? Do you assume I can casually hire a nanny? Where do you think the money came from? Do you believe the wind brought it to us? Do you know whether the company is faring well? We’ve already mortgaged our house and car!” Chen Anhe felt resentful.