Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

The woman in front of her was wearing a short pure white gauze dress, her soft hair was draped over her shoulders, like the rising sun, beautiful and sacred.

The trace of charm that turned out to be on her body was also replaced by softness. It can be said that a pure beauty is not an exaggeration.

Xia Wan walked up to Li Mochen and asked, "Does it look good?"

Li Mochen put away his thoughts and nodded lightly, "That's right, let's go."

Lin Xuan was shocked by Li Mochen's indifference again. Who was it that Xia Wan's eyes lit up just now?

Oh, it's me.

Xia Wan seemed to be used to Li Mochen's indifference, she didn't show anything unusual, picked up her bag in response, and followed Li Mochen out.

As usual, Li Mochen let Xia Wan get in the car first, and then he followed.

Along the way, Xia Wan tightly clutched the strap of the bag in her hand.

Li Mochen glanced at Xia Wan, and her nervousness was revealed through her pale fingertips.

Li Mochen coughed lightly, "It's fine."

Xia Wan turned to look at Li Mochen, with a forced smile on his pale face, "Yes."

Seeing that she was still nervous, Li Mochen ignored her, and she would understand when she got to the old house.

The old house of Li's family was a little far from the city center, and the driver drove for about half an hour to arrive.

After Xia Wan got off the car, she looked at the Li family's old house with a heavy atmosphere and took a deep breath.

Li Mochen motioned for Xia Wan to hold his arm, Xia Wan glanced at him, and obediently took Li Mochen's arm.

The servants of the Li family led the way along the way, and when they arrived at the restaurant, there was an old man with a pale beard but a hale and hearty look standing at the door.

Li Mochen rarely took the initiative to smile, "Uncle Wen."

Na Wenyan first glanced at Li Mochen in shock, then smiled and hugged him, "You boy, really."

Li Mochen let go of Uncle Wen, and pulled Xia Wan forward to introduce, "Uncle Wen, this is Xia Wan, my wife."

Uncle Wen nodded with a smile, "Uncle Wen knows."

Xia Wan also showed a decent smile to Uncle Wen.

Li Mochen then introduced to Xia Wan, "Wanwan, this is Uncle Wen, the housekeeper of the Li family, who watched me grow up."

Xia Wan knew from Li Mochen's behavior from the very beginning that Uncle Wen must be someone he valued very much.

At this time, he also greeted very obediently, "Hello, Uncle Wen."

Uncle Wen is a kind person, "Hey, hey, how are you, Young Mistress."

Li Mochen laughed, and Xia Wan was flattered, so Uncle Wen stopped joking, "Come on in, they're all here today."

Li Mochen nodded, and followed Uncle Wen into the restaurant.

The atmosphere of the restaurant was serious, but after Li Mochen entered, it boiled like oil splashed with water.

Seeing Li Mochen coming in, the old man of the Li family quickly rubbed his eyes, fearing that his old eyes would make a mistake, but seeing Li Mochen walking straight in front of him, he called out with a smile, "Grandpa."

Li Feiran's eyes were reddened by the grandpa's call, he pulled Li Mochen and asked, "Mochen, what's the matter with your leg?"

Li Mochen smiled, "Grandpa, I went for a reexamination for my leg some time ago, and the doctor suddenly said that there is hope for treatment, but I was afraid that it was empty joy, so I didn't tell you. After a long time of recovery, I was able to stand up. stand up."

Li Feiran listened to him tell this experience in a few words, and knew in his heart that he must have suffered a lot, so he took his hand distressedly and asked repeatedly.

Xia Wan was completely ignored.

After Li Feiran finished asking, Li Mochen was questioned again and again by a group of people. Although he was impatient in his heart, he pretended to be kind on his face and went around one by one.

Li Feiran watched Li Mochen being asked this and that to help him out, "Don't ask, don't ask, there will be more opportunities in the future, sit down and eat now!"

Only then did everyone let Li Mochen go.

Li Mochen returned to sit next to Xia Wan, both of them buried their heads in eating and did not speak, who knew that trouble would still come to him.

Li Baiyuan's mistress, Ning Yao, saw that no one was paying attention to Xia Wan, so she took the initiative to speak eccentrically, "Oh, Mo Chen, you have good legs, why are you still marrying this woman who made our Li family lose face in the whole capital? I don't even count my young lady, I don't deserve you at all!"

Li Feiran was already brooding about the Xia family's embarrassment to his Li family, and Xia Wan was even more dissatisfied when Xia Wan embarrassed the Li family on the spot at the wedding banquet, so he snorted coldly, "Hmph, Ning Yao is right."

Hearing this, Li Mochen raised his head and looked around the dining table seriously, and finally turned his gaze to Li Feiran, "Grandpa, my leg started to improve from the day Xia Wan lived with me. Although it took a long time for treatment and rehabilitation, the doctor also said that it is recovering well. , but she couldn’t stand up until she walked in the door that day.”

Xia Wan also raised her head to look at Li Mochen.

Li Mochen turned his head and smiled at Xia Wan, "She is my lucky star."

Xia Wan looked gratefully at Li Mochen who helped her out, Li Mochen comforted her with his eyes, and then said to Ning Yao, "What's wrong with Wanwan not being Miss Xia, how could such a beautiful person like Wanwan be born in a garbage dump like Xia's?" , is it my luck to marry me every night, or do you mean that you don't want my legs to get better?"

Ning Yao was ashamed and indignant at what Li Mochen said, and turned her head to ask Li Baiyuan to help her speak, but Li Baiyuan bowed his head and said nothing, Ning Yao was so angry that Ning Yao secretly pinched Li Baiyuan several times.

"Mo Chen, is what you said true?" Li Feiran asked.

"Of course, Grandpa." Li Mochen replied seriously.

"Hahaha, okay, it seems that Wanwan is really your lucky star. As long as your legs are healed, everything else is useless."

Li Feiran started to laugh out loud.

Xia Wan also kept looking at Li Mochen and smiling.

The dinner passed without any risk.

Since Xia Wan ate a little too much for dinner, Li Mochen was called to the study by his grandfather again, Xia Wan had no choice but to go for a walk in the yard to digest food.

After walking around the garden for a few times, Xia Wan felt that she had almost finished eating, so she turned and went back to the old house.

Unexpectedly, they met Li Moting at the door.

Li Mochen told her that in fact, except for the old man, no one in this family was hostile to him, so Xia Wan immediately became vigilant.

Li Moting smiled strangely, "Hey, isn't this the youngest mistress of the Li family? Why, you don't say hello to anyone?"

Xia Wan smiled awkwardly, "Uncle."

Li Moting seemed dissatisfied, "That's it? It's impolite, she really isn't the real lady of the Xia family."

Xia Wan frowned angrily, "You!"

"Ok?"

Seeing that Xia Wan finally showed a somewhat angry look, Li Moting became even more interested.

Seeing him like this, Xia Wan was a little scared, and then quickly took a few deep breaths, telling herself not to be impulsive, and go back to discuss with Li Mochen first.

After all, it seemed that Li Moting in front of him was not someone to mess with.

In her current situation, it is better to develop insignificantly.

Xia Wan forced a smile, "Uncle, I'm a little tired, so I won't follow you, I'll go upstairs first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Moting's reaction, he hurriedly squeezed him away and went upstairs.

As soon as Li Moting realized it, Xia Wan had already gone far away.