After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Over the years, Mi Xiaobei and Jiang Yi'an have talked about the names of celebrities, ranging from one hundred to eighty.

Jiang Yi'an was not impressed by the name Tang Xingwan, so he replied casually: "Is it your idol again, a top star?"

After sending the message, she put her phone back in her pocket and walked downstairs.

In the restaurant downstairs, Grandpa Mo was sitting at the main table, handing out bowls and chopsticks to Mianmian and Xiaozhou with kindness and enthusiasm.

The two little guys were sitting next to the old man, one on the left and the other on the right. The scene was exceptionally harmonious.

When he reached the top of the stairs, Jiang Yi'an looked at the scene in front of him, feeling as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and he didn't know what it was like.

Mianmian is Mo Nanze's daughter. Dining with Mr. Mo like this can be regarded as acknowledging one's ancestors.

Can be sailed...

A trace of sourness welled up in the woman's heart.

It would be great if Hanghang could sit in front of Grandpa like Xiaozhou and eat and laugh with Grandpa.

The little guy has longed for family affection since he was a child.

only……

The words Baicheng said last time still made her feel worried.

She didn't know how bad the relationship between Mo Nanze and Grandpa Mo was, so that Grandpa Mo had to forcibly send a vegetative person abroad for five years.

Not understanding Grandpa Mo's attitude, she did not dare to reveal Mianmian's identity at will, nor did she dare to expose Hanghang's existence...

"Mrs."

While Jiang Yi'an was in a daze, Butler Bai from a distance had already seen her and spoke to her politely.

Jiang Yi'an came back to his senses and smiled at Butler Bai.

"An An!"

Hearing Butler Bai's voice, Mr. Mo also raised his head and glanced in her direction with a smile: "Are your injuries healed?"

"How was your resting place last night?"

"Beixiao told me that you came back too late last night, so I didn't take you to the hospital and took you home. I even taught him a lesson."

"Although your injury did not damage any organs or vital parts, it is still a gunshot wound. What if you get an infection, fever or something at night and there is no doctor around?"

"Come here for a meal. After the meal, Bai Ming will arrange for someone to take you back to the hospital. Take care of yourself and come back when there is no risk of infection!"

The old man's enthusiastic voice made Jiang Yian feel inexplicably embarrassed.

This was the first time Jiang Yi'an met Mr. Mo after Mo Beixiao and Qin Hanshuang announced that they were together again.

She didn't know why, but she always felt a little embarrassed when she was in front of Mr. Mo, as if she was meeting a real relative.

She bit her lip and forced the old man to smile: "I had a good rest, thank you grandpa."

"I'll go back to the hospital after eating."

Mr. Mo also obviously understood her emotional changes.

The old man's eyes paused for a moment, and then he continued to smile at her enthusiastically: "It's not that grandpa doesn't want you to stay at home, it's just that your gunshot wound, whether it's big or small, is still in the hospital. It’s relatively safe.”

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Mianmian here!"

Jiang Yian nodded, breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the restaurant to sit next to Mianmian: "I feel relieved that grandpa will take care of her."

After saying that, she raised her eyes and glanced around the living room, deliberately changing the subject: "Where is Mo Beixiao?"

"He said he had something to deal with early in the morning and left in a hurry."

As soon as Mo Beixiao was mentioned, Mr. Mo's face dropped: "I don't know what I'm busy with all day long, and I don't even eat breakfast!"

"Sooner or later I'll get stomach trouble!"

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Yi'an meaningfully: "It would be great if you could love him like a normal couple. Not only could you control him for breakfast, but you would also take good care of him."

Jiang Yi'an's eyes paused slightly.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head to eat: "Miss Qin... she will do well in the future."

"she?"

Mr. Mo sneered: "It would be nice not to let Bei Xiao cook for her and take care of her!"

After saying that, the old man sighed: "Forget it, let's not talk about her anymore, let's eat!"

Jiang Yi'an nodded and only focused on eating.

At this time, she didn't know what to say to Grandpa Mo.

The silence at the dinner table was eerie.

Mr. Mo couldn't stand the silence, so he turned around and asked Butler Bai on the side to turn on the radio: "Let's listen to the news from Rongcheng. Our family doesn't like to talk when eating, so why not listen to the news to make it lively."

Butler Bai nodded and silently pressed the start button of the radio.

The female broadcaster's stern voice sounded on the radio: "Today, the former superstar Tang Xingwan returned to China. This station brings you an exclusive report..."

Upon hearing the words "Tang Xingwan", Mr. Mo's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

The old man smashed his chopsticks on the table angrily: "This woman actually has the nerve to come back!"

Jiang Yian and Mianmian, who were eating, were startled.

Mother and daughter quickly raised their heads and glanced in the direction of Mr. Mo.

The old man's face showed anger that Jiang Yi'an had never seen before.

"Butler Bai."

Xiaozhou on the side saw this and said quickly: "Turn off the radio."

Butler Bai then seemed to realize that he had done something wrong. He quickly turned off the radio and comforted Mr. Mo: "Calm down, it's not good to be angry."

"Yes, great grandfather."

Mianmian pursed her lips, showed a very considerate attitude, and carefully put vegetables into the old man's bowl: "If you get angry in the morning, you won't be happy all day long!"

Mr. Mo lowered his eyes and saw the big watery eyes on the little girl's round face. He finally took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and forced a smile: "Okay, listen to Mianmian." , I’m not angry anymore.”

After saying that, the old man sighed and put the peeled eggs into Mianmian's hand: "Did Grandpa scare you just now?"

Mianmian shook her head, then tilted her head and glanced at Mr. Mo: "But Grandpa, who made you so angry?"

"Who else could it be, Miss Tang from the broadcast just now?"

Xiao Zhou pursed his lips and said, "Every time that Miss Tang returns to Rongcheng, Grandpa will lose his temper."

"As long as you and Mommy get used to it, Mr. Mo and I have long been used to it."

Jiang Yi'an pursed his lips and was about to say something when the cell phone placed aside rang.

She frowned and picked up the phone.

It was a message from Mi Xiaobei: "Tang Xingwan is not my idol! She is the ex-girlfriend of your future husband Mo Nanze, have you forgotten?"

"She came over last time when you were on Haiyu Island. I told you!"

After sending this message, Mi Xiaobei directly showed the photo from the last airport to Jiang Yi'an: "This is the photo I showed you last time. You also told me about the woman next to her. Look at it. It looks familiar!"

Jiang Yi'an clicked on the photo and took a casual look.

When his eyes came into contact with the middle-aged woman beside Tang Xingwan, Jiang Yian suddenly paused.

No wonder she felt that the woman next to Tang Xingwan looked familiar last time!

Isn't this the contact she found in Jiang Sinuo's social account last night, Sister Zhang!

Staring at the photo, Jiang Yian bit his lip.

It turned out that Sister Zhang, the nanny who accompanied him in the villa five years ago... was actually the person beside Mo Nanze's ex-girlfriend Tang Xingwan?