My Supermodel Wife

Erika\'s heart was initially calm, but because of Merry\'s cry, her heart suddenly felt stabbed.

After all, the child she had cared for for so many years rarely cried like this.

Erika gently stroked her back, gently and patiently wiping away her tears. "Don\'t cry, I know I was wrong, I\'m sorry, okay?"

It seemed that her departure had hurt the innocent little girl\'s heart.

At this moment, Merry was sobbing and hiccupping. Hearing Erika\'s gentle persuasion, she shook her head with a flat mouth. "I don\'t want you to apologize, I just want you!"

Because of this sentence, Erika\'s heart started to waver.

For twenty years, was it true that she had gained nothing? She definitely got a cute and well-behaved daughter, right?!

Erika looked at the little girl with emotion, touched her delicate face, and then took her hand. "Merry, come with me!"

It was an accident to meet Merry at her family\'s house, but now Erika still needed to do something more important.

She took the little girl to where the old woman who had not left was still standing.

Erika approached step by step, her eyes also wet.

She had not seen her mother for a long time!

When Erika stood in front of the old woman, she pressed her lips to suppress her emotions, then looked at Merry for a while. "Merry, this is your grandmother."

Merry blinked her wet eyes and looked at the faint expression of the old woman.

Turns out she wasn\'t a housemaid, but… Her Grandma!

Merry blinked her eyes with a guilty conscience, and her voice was deep.

Hearing the voice, the old woman did not speak, but her fingertips moved the beads faster.

With Merry\'s shout calling for her grandmother, Erika let go of her hands in the next second, kneeling with her back straight. "Mom, I\'m sorry, I came back late."

Merry stared at this scene dumbfounded. Without thinking about it, she followed Erika\'s movements and knelt on the ground.

She didn\'t know what had happened to her mother, but seeing her kneeling, the little girl couldn\'t stand up.

At this time, the old woman actually didn\'t look at Erika, but she looked at Merry and asked slowly, "Little girl, she was kneeling because of something wrong she did, why are you kneeling too?"

Merry replied with a sharp look, "Because she is my mother, I won\'t stand up when she\'s on her knees."

As the words fell, the little girl looked up excitedly again. "Grandma, if she really did something wrong, please don\'t be angry at her. Can grandma forgive her? I used to...I used to cause trouble, but mother always forgave me because she said mother and daughter would never have hatred in their hearts."

Mother and daughter will never have hatred in their hearts!

Hearing these words, the old woman stopped her movements.

She looked into Merry\'s clear eyes, sighed, and turned to look at the ancestral hall. "Get up, come with me."

After that, the old woman walked in first.

Merry staggered to her feet and rubbed her knees with a grin. Her knees hurt!

She twisted her legs and immediately bent down to help Erika. "Mother, wake up!"

When Erika stood up, Merry just saw the tears in her eyes.

....

Merry helped Erika walk to the ancestral hall. Her eyes flashed slyly, and she whispered in her ear, "Mom, if grandma scolds you later, don\'t talk! Let me apologize to her! I have thick skin, so being scolded by grandma is not a problem for me."

Erika laughed at the little girl\'s words, held her hand, and sighed with a smile, "Merry, thank you."

"You don\'t have to thank me, as long as you don\'t leave me anymore, then I will be the one to thank you!" Merry said in a serious tone, and in return, she got a promise from Erika.

"Don\'t worry, I won\'t be leaving here again."

A play on words, but the little girl doesn\'t understand it!

After a few whispers, the mother and daughter walked back to the door of the ancestral hall.

Erika had never stepped into it for more than a week after returning home, but Merry\'s appearance made her wish come true.

...

Meanwhile, in one of the shops, Chris stood in front of the row of brocades[1] and said to the man next to him. "You are the boss, so why don\'t you pick out some brocade for me."

At this time, Ivan was standing beside him, staring at the brocade with deep eyes.

He arrived at this shop ten minutes ago. As soon as he entered the shop, the shopkeeper told him that a very picky customer had arrived at the shop today.

He demanded the best brocade to make a dragon and phoenix dress for a Chinese style wedding. He didn\'t want a cheap product, he wanted a hand embroidered gown. And the quantity was… twenty-three sets.

This made it difficult for the shopkeeper, but coincidentally the boss came to the shop this afternoon. Therefore, he could only tell Ivan the needs of this fussy customer.

After all, there were many customers like Chris, but he asked for 23 sets at once, which was unprecedented.

Dragon and phoenix dresses were sold in pairs. Twenty-three sets would mean forty-six pieces!

Did this guest want to marry twenty three times?!

At this time, Ivan turned to look at Chris, and asked inexplicably, "Before choosing brocade, I would like to ask you a question."

"Just say it."

Ivan smiled more deeply. "This dragon and phoenix dress for the Chinese wedding must be adjusted. I don\'t know if you will use it alone or have other purposes with that amount?"

Chris shook his head after hearing this, and replied with a simple look, "I\'ll take them however I see fit! You don\'t have to doubt my intentions. I know nothing of the silk industry, and of course I have no plans to take your business expert."

"Is that true?" Ivan smiled indifferently. "As far as I know, there are many of my shops in Surabaya. Why did you go to Jakarta to customize your wedding dress?"

Chris raised his eyebrows. "I\'m on vacation!"

Ivan\'s expression contorted slightly, and he glanced at Chris for no reason, then turned to stare at the ceiling. "If that\'s the case, then it\'s a business and I\'ll take it. But I have to remind you that if you are really serious about your request, the price of each of these handmade products is 50 million. Can you afford it?"

Chris tilted his head and nodded nonchalantly. "The price is too high!"

Ivan. "..."

The man at the side wiped his sweat silently.

Rich people… what they play is their heartbeat!

At this moment, Ivan glanced at Chris coldly. When he told the shopkeeper to sign the order, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Ivan answered the phone casually. "What is it?"

Nobody knew about the news that came on the other end of the phone, but Ivan\'s expression suddenly changed. After saying something, he immediately hung up the phone in a hurry and walked out of the shop.

[1] Silk cloth embroidered with gold or silver thread