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

Jiang Yi'an's face turned pale: "But, just now grandpa said..."

"He did say it."

Mo Beixiao stopped with a sneer and looked back coldly at Jiang Yi'an's anxious eyes: "But I never said that."

"From the beginning to the end, I never agreed with his ridiculous idea of ​​asking you to take care of my brother."

"So, if you want to see him, it's impossible."

"I have ten thousand ways to keep you from seeing me."

The man's words made Jiang Yian stunned for a moment.

She glanced at Mo Beixiao blankly, and then at Grandpa Mo behind her, her face pale.

Grandpa Mo's words just now made her really think that Mo Beixiao had given up on the idea of ​​finding many women to take care of Mo Nanze.

But it turns out...

Grandpa Mo was just talking to himself, but Mo Beixiao didn't agree at all?

"Beixiao!"

After listening to the conversation between the two people here, Mr. Mo frowned and slapped his chopsticks on the table with a loud bang: "An An will also be your sister-in-law from now on!"

"Be respectful to her!"

Mo Beixiao sneered, put his hands in his pockets, and looked past Jiang Yi'an with his bottomless eyes at Mr. Mo in the restaurant behind him. There was a bit of coldness and disdain in his voice: "Sister-in-law?"

"Grandpa, you really know how to joke."

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and then took a long drag: "Jiang Yian is still my legal wife, Mo Beixiao."

"Have you ever seen a man call his wife sister-in-law?"

The man's words made Mr. Mo's face instantly turn pale!

He bit his lip and stared at him with wide eyes: "What wife! Don't think I don't know!"

"The marriage between you and An An is just a false agreement!"

"There is no relationship between you at all, and there is no reality between you as a couple!"

Mo Beixiao sneered, picked up the cigarette again and took a deep puff: "There is no relationship between husband and wife?"

The man blew out the smoke ring gracefully, turned his head and glanced at the boat: "Take my sister and your uncle back to the room."

Xiao Zhou was startled.

But after a moment, his clever little mind guessed that Mr. Mo was going to say something that their children were not suitable to hear.

So, the little guy quickly jumped down from the chair and stretched out his hand towards Mianmian like a little gentleman: "Dear princess, please get off the chair."

Mianmian laughed, took another small cake from the table, and then jumped down from the chair.

Seeing how Xiaozhou treated Mianmian, Jiang Chengzong thought that he would receive the same treatment, so he sat on a chair and waited for Xiaozhou's gentlemanly hand.

Can……

What was waiting for him was a gentle slap from Xiaozhou: "Uncle, what are you doing standing still?"

"Daddy asked me to take you away!"

After being beaten, Jiang Chengzong reluctantly flattened his mouth: "But I'm not full yet..."

Xiao Zhou gave him a helpless look.

One of the big reasons why his little uncle was able to avoid bad learning under the education of Jiang Muming and Chu Xiaojuan was...

He's a bit stupid and a bit slow.

Grandpa, Daddy, Mommy, and the other adults have already talked about their relationship as husband and wife. The only thing on my uncle's mind is that he doesn't have enough to eat.

Sighing, the little guy stood on tiptoes again and took a box of hot soy milk and two fried dough sticks on the table: "Let's go back to the room to eat!"

Only then did Jiang Chengzong smile with satisfaction, took the food Xiaozhou handed over, and followed his two nephews back to the room.

With a bang, the door to the children's room was closed.

At the same time, Mo Beixiao turned around and stared at Mr. Mo with cold eyes: "Don't pretend you don't know what Jiang Yi'an and I did when we were on Haiyu Island."

The man's words instantly silenced the entire living room and dining room.

Mr. Mo's face turned paler.

The color on Jiang Yi'an's face was also very unpleasant.

That day on Haiyu Island...

She may never forget it in her life.

Of course, she also knew very well that Grandpa Mo would guess what she and Mo Beixiao did in the room.

But that's okay.

It's just human nature.

And at that time, she and Mo Beixiao were still a real couple in the eyes of outsiders.

However, at this moment, when Mo Beixiao used such a tone to expose what happened that day in front of Grandpa Mo, she still couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in her heart.

"Grandpa, I respect you, but please also respect me."

Before meeting, both of them looked ugly and speechless, and Mo Beixiao sneered again.

He took a long drag on the cigarette and blew out the smoke ring gracefully: "If it were you, would you be willing to call a woman you have slept with, sister-in-law?"

Grandpa Mo finally took a step back with a pale face, and sat down on the chair sluggishly.

Jiang Yi'an stood beside Grandpa Mo, his expression no better than that of the old man.

Looking at the reactions of the two people, Mo Beixiao raised his lips and smiled sarcastically: "You all have your own ideas and your own purposes."

"I know that in your hearts, I am the second choice."

At this point, the man laughed at himself: "When you are thinking about yourselves and my brother, have you thought carefully about whether I can accept these things?"

Putting out the unfinished cigarette: "You don't consider my feelings, so I don't have to consider your feelings."

"I will never return to this home."

"I will continue to follow up on my brother's future treatment, but I will no longer allow anyone from the Mo family or Jiang Yi'an to visit the nursing home on the outskirts of the city."

"Goodbye."

After saying that, the man turned around and strode away.

After a while, the sound of a car's engine was heard outside.

Jiang Yi'an stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his face stiff and he didn't know what kind of expression he should show at this time.

Although Mo Beixiao was declaring war on them.

But... Mo Beixiao's words actually made sense to her.

He's right.

like……

Whether it was her or Grandpa Mo, they always put him second when considering problems.

"This brat, brat!"

Mr. Mo was so angry that he covered his chest with one hand and held the table with a trembling hand. His face was pale and his voice was trembling: "When did I put him second?"

"When did I stop thinking about him!"

"Nan Ze has worked hard for this family for more than ten years, and now he is in a vegetative state. Why should I think more about him?"

This brat really wants to piss me off, wants to piss me off—! "

While the old man was cursing, his body suddenly softened and he fell directly to the ground aside——

"Grandpa Mo——!"