Mrs. Nan's Hidden Marriage Daily

Chapter 1384 When will you get married? (3)

Nan Fengxiao looked at Mo Fei dotingly, picked up a tissue and wiped off the fruit juice from the corner of Mo Fei's mouth.

"I cut everything you used to eat." Nan Fengxiao said suddenly.

Mo Fei froze when biting the watermelon, and looked at Nan Fengxiao in surprise, "You...you cut all the pieces, Lu Ma..."

Murphy's voice became smaller and smaller, just because Nan Fengxiao's face became more and more ugly.

Mo Fei hugged Nan Fengxiao affectionately, "It's really you, I thought it was Mama Lu."

Speaking of the latter, Mo Fei stood on tiptoe and hugged Nan Fengxiao, "Nan Fengxiao, you are so kind."

"Where is it good?" Nan Fengxiao smirked, looked at Mo Fei's red cheeks, and deliberately breathed out.

"Can you be more serious?" Mo Fei slapped Nan Feng coquettishly, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the kitchen was filled with happy laughter.

Tang Yichen glanced around and connected to the phone with a smile on his lips.

"Hey."

Tang Yichen kept his face cold on purpose, stunned by the warmth on the other side.

"I was talking with grandpa just now, so I didn't hear your call." Wen Nuan explained.

When she came back from the garden, she found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from Tang Yichen on her phone.

Tang Yichen pursed his lips, knowing that calling him back was considered enlightened.

It has been three days since Tang Yichen returned to the capital from Haicheng, and he couldn't think enough of that little girl.

"Tang Yichen, are you tired from work?" Wen Nuan asked.

Tang Yichen switched hands to hold the phone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never weakened, "What? Missed me?"

Wen Nuan's cheeks flushed, "You... What's the matter with calling me?"

Tang Yichen frowned at the warm words, "What's wrong? Can I call you if I have nothing to do?"

Wen Nuan froze, "You know I didn't mean that."

"Yeah." Tang Yichen didn't intend to embarrass Mo Fei, and changed the subject, "I'm almost done with the matter in hand, I'll see you in two days."

Hearing that Tang Yichen was coming back, Nuan immediately became happy.

During the few days when Tang Yichen left, she had to pretend to be in love with Mu Sixi every day, which was very hard.

After the two exchanged a few words, Tang Yichen hung up the phone and dialed Jiulong again.

"Preparing the car to Haicheng tonight."

……

In the hall of Mu's house, Nuan Nuan was reading the newspaper to the old man. The old man was talking and lying on the seat, looking at Nuan Nuan in a trance.

After reading the last word, Wen Nuan put down the newspaper, held the old man's hand, and asked softly, "Grandpa, what else do you want to do?"

The old man shook his head with difficulty, touched the warm hand lightly with his own, and opened his mouth trying to speak.

Wen Nuan leaned over, just in time to hear the old man's voice.

"Miaomiao, when will you get married?"

Nuan Nuan pursed her lips, she thought that the past few days had passed, and the old man had forgotten about it, but she didn't expect to remember it.

Wen Nuan sat up straight, and said, "Mussi is busy with company affairs recently, grandpa, take good care of your health, and when you are well, will you come to our wedding in person?"

No one dared to tell him that the old man had only one month to live, but the old man knew his physical condition very well, so he kept urging them.

"Girl, don't lie to grandpa." The old man patted his warm hands lightly, with deep panting in his voice, one can imagine how much effort it took.

Seeing the old man's thinning face, Wen Nuan felt as if something was blocked in his throat, and his eye sockets became sour.

"Well, Grandpa, you need to get better soon." Nuan Nuan leaned on the old man's hand and said softly.

(End of this chapter)