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

Jiang Yianye saw the children's intentions.

She frowned and glanced at the seat next to Mo Beixiao. After hesitating for a while, she walked over and sat down next to him.

They were just sitting next to each other and eating together. She didn't want to make a fuss, let alone attract attention.

Seeing Jiang Yi'an sitting next to Mo Beixiao as planned, Xiaozhou and Mianmian glanced at each other subconsciously. The two little guys' eyes were full of excitement and pride.

A few people sat down at the dining table. Mo Beixiao glanced at the food on the table, raised his hand to call the waiter over, and added two more dishes, which were Xiaozhou's and Mianmian's favorites.

After speaking, the man glanced at Jiang Yi'an and Gu Qingze again: "Do you want to add anything else?"

Gu Qingze frowned and glanced at Mo Beixiao and Jiang Yian sitting together, and looked away uncomfortably: "No more."

Mo Beixiao turned to look at Jiang Yi'an again: "What about you?"

At this time, the distance between the two people was very close, so close that Jiang Yi'an could clearly smell the refreshing scent of Mo Beixiao, which was like cedar.

She pursed her lips, moved silently, kept a safe distance from Mo Beixiao, and then shook her head.

All the woman's movements were seen by Mo Beixiao.

The man pulled his tie uncomfortably.

It was just sitting next to each other to have a meal. Wasn't it always like this when they had dinner with their grandfather before?

Why is Jiang Yi'an deliberately acting so unfamiliar now?

Is it because she thinks she is his "sister-in-law", or is it because Gu Qingze is here?

"An'an, I'm quite interested in the new design concept you mentioned before."

After being silent for a while, Gu Qingze resumed the topic interrupted by Qin Hanshuang: "Can you recommend a few works with this design concept you mentioned, so I can go back and have a look and think about it?"

Jiang Yian curled her lips: "Okay, there are quite a lot of works with this kind of design concept. I'll recommend a few to you..."

The woman named several European and American names with long names in succession.

Gu Qingze frowned and interrupted her awkwardly: "Can you speak more slowly?"

As he spoke, he clicked on the memo on his phone: "I'll record it."

Mo Beixiao glanced at him indifferently, with a coldness on his lips: "There are just a few names, Mr. Gu can't remember them?"

As he spoke, he repeated all the complicated names Jiang Yian had mentioned before.

After hearing what he said, not only Gu Qingze was stunned, but even Jiang Yi'an didn't know what to say for a while.

You know, she couldn't remember these names at the beginning.

The reason why I can speak so fluently now is because I have been immersed in the jewelry design industry for a long time, so I can remember the names of these masters bit by bit.

But now...

Mo Beixiao could actually repeat everyone's names based on just a few words she said?

In her impression, only Hanghang could achieve such a terrifying memory.

"Mr. Mo, please don't use your expertise to test Mr. Gu."

Seeing that Gu Qingze and Jiang Yi'an were both shocked and speechless, Xiaozhou sighed and explained lightly: "Don't be too surprised."

"Mr. Mo is born with it. He has a strong memory for complicated, obscure and illogical things."

"My great-grandfather tested me before, thinking that I could inherit Mr. Mo's excellent genes, but unfortunately, I didn't."

After saying that, the little guy raised his chin and looked at Mo Beixiao: "It's a pity that Mr. Mo only has one son: me."

"It would be nice if he had another son."

"Maybe my brother can inherit Mr. Mo's good genes."

Jiang Yian frowned slightly after listening to Xiaozhou's words.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of Hanghang.

Hanghang... actually became a genius hacker because of his gift of memory.

He can easily memorize various codes that would give others a headache just by looking at them.

"You have no brothers. This is Mr. Mo's responsibility."

Gu Qingze came back to his senses, raised his lips and joked with Xiaozhou: "You should hurry up and urge your Mr. Mo and Miss Qin to get married, so that Miss Qin can give you some brothers."

"If you have a few more children, maybe someone will inherit these excellent genes."

Xiao Zhou pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Mo and Miss Qin cannot get married."

The little guy blinked and turned his head to look at Gu Qingze: "Have you forgotten that our Mr. Mo actually has a wife now!"

"correct."

Mianmian hugged the orange juice brought by the waiter, and while drinking, she echoed: "Uncle Mo and my mommy are husband and wife!"

"If Uncle Mo marries another woman, he will be committing bigamy!"

After saying that, the little girl turned to look at Mo Beixiao with a smile: "Uncle Mo, you won't break the law, right?"

Mo Beixiao raised his eyebrows: "No."

As the man spoke, he glanced in Jiang Yi'an's direction vaguely.

Jiang Yi'an rolled his eyes.

She could see that the two little guys, Xiaozhou and Mianmian, were here today just to build a relationship between her and Mo Beixiao.

As an adult, she can understand children's desire to make adults harmonious and beautiful.

However, as an adult, Mo Beixiao doesn't have to cooperate with them, right?

"By the way, Brother Xiaozhou."

Mianmian drank a glass of orange juice and put the empty glass on the table. She subconsciously raised her eyes and glanced at the thermos bucket held by the bodyguard in the distance: "I forgot to ask you, what is that?" !”

Xiao Zhou shrugged and waved his hand towards the bodyguard carrying the thermos bucket.

The bodyguard respectfully brought the thermos bucket over.

The little guy opened the thermos bucket, poured out the chicken soup inside, and said calmly: "Here is the chicken soup for mommy to nourish her body. It has been simmered slowly for several hours!"

After saying that, he put the porcelain bowl filled with chicken soup in front of Jiang Yi'an: "Mommy, drink some chicken soup and have a taste."

Jiang Yi'an frowned and glanced at the chicken soup in the bowl, then at the empty thermos bucket placed in front of Xiaozhou: "Did Grandpa Mo make it?"

She remembered that Mo Beixiao also brought this thermos bucket to deliver chicken soup to her in the morning.

At that time, he also said that Grandpa Mo had worked hard to make it for her.

Although Jiang Yian felt something was wrong with the taste after drinking it, he felt relieved when he thought of Grandpa Mo's age.

An 80-year-old man personally makes soup for you early in the morning. Even if the taste is a bit wrong, it is still acceptable.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and took a sip of chicken soup.

It's exactly the same as the weird smell in the morning.

Jiang Yian couldn't help but frowned.