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

Grandpa Mo's enthusiastic praise made Jiang Yi'an's face turn red.

Although it was her first time meeting this old man today, the old man's enthusiasm and his kind smile made Jiang Yi'an feel an inexplicable warmth in her heart.

Like grandma, he has an innate sense of intimacy that makes people trust and like her.

The woman took a deep breath, walked up to the old man with Xiaozhou in her arms, and smiled at him somewhat cautiously: "Hello, grandpa, my name is Jiang Yi'an."

When she said these words, her voice was very gentle, and paired with the cute and serious look on her face, she was particularly beautiful.

Standing not far from Jiang Yi'an, Mo Beixiao narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the side profile of the woman talking to his grandfather.

This woman has such a gentle and sweet look.

If he didn't know what a scheming and sophisticated woman she really was, he would have been deceived by her cute appearance.

"Jiang Yi'an..."

Mr. Mo stroked his beard and muttered her name, with a smile in his eyes: "She is beautiful, and her name is also comforting!"

After saying that, he glanced at Mo Beixiao meaningfully and said in a long voice: "This name sounds much better than Frosty Frost. At least it doesn't make people feel cold!"

Mo Beixiao raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Grandpa, if you can't find words to praise, you don't need to praise me."

When he said this, Mr. Mo's face instantly drooped: "What's your attitude? I praise An An, but you feel uncomfortable?"

"She is your wife!"

After saying that, he turned away and said, "Didn't anyone pour water for An An when she came in?"

"I come."

The butler on the side quickly raised his legs and walked towards the kettle.

"What's the matter with you?"

The old man glared at the housekeeper with dissatisfaction, then turned to look at Mo Beixiao: "An An is your wife, why don't you pour her water?"

Mo Beixiao frowned and said nothing. He turned around and walked to the short cabinet to pour water for Jiang Yi'an.

The moment he leaned down, Mr. Mo saw the conspicuous red color in his shirt again.

The old man glanced at Mo Beixiao coldly, and then looked at Jiang Yi'an kindly: "An'an, grandpa has something to ask you."

Jiang Yi'an originally had an inexplicable affection and intimacy towards the old man. After entering the house, the old man followed her all the time. Now that he wants to ask her questions, she will naturally not refuse: "Grandpa, you tell me, I'm sure Answer well."

Mr. Mo was about to speak, but he glanced at the boat behind Jiang Yi'an as if something suddenly occurred to him: "Go to the vending machine downstairs to buy water for your mommy."

Xiaozhou was puzzled: "Didn't Mr. Mo already pour water for Mommy?"

Mr. Mo rolled his eyes at him: "Your daddy poured the water, so you don't have to buy water?"

"What's his is his, what's yours is yours! Go!"

Jiang Yi'an glanced awkwardly at Mo Beixiao, who was pouring water, and said somewhat helplessly: "Grandpa, actually I'm not thirsty."

"It's your fault that you're not thirsty. It's their fault that the father and son didn't pour water for you!"

The old man stroked his beard again and glared at Xiaozhou: "Go quickly!"

Xiaozhou flattened his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly: "If you adults want to whisper something and ask me to avoid it, just say so."

"Let me buy water, Mommy is not a bucket."

As the little guy spoke, he glanced at Jiang Yi'an reluctantly: "Mommy, I'm going to go downstairs to buy you milk tea. Just wait for me!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

"This little clever guy."

Looking at Xiao Zhou's leaving figure, Mr. Mo couldn't help but smile and said, "Nothing can be hidden from him."

Seeing the old man say this, Jiang Yi'an's heart couldn't help but tighten a little.

Grandpa Mo specially set off the boat... what he was going to say was definitely not a serious question...

"An'an."

Hearing the sound of the elevator door closing in the distant corridor, Mr. Mo stroked his beard and turned to look at Jiang Yi'an: "Grandpa asked you a question. You have to answer it truthfully."

Jiang Yian's hands silently clenched into fists at his sides: "Grandpa, please tell me."

With her well-behaved appearance, she looked like a college student who was listening carefully.

Mo Beixiao on the side put down the kettle and glanced at her, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

People used to say that Qin Hanshuang was the best actress in the world.

Now he feels that Jiang Yian's talent in acting is no less than Qin Hanshuang.

But now, he feels that the woman in front of him named Jiang Yi'an is the best at acting.

She is obviously a woman full of calculations and deep thoughts, but in front of her grandfather, she can be well-behaved and innocent, like an innocent girl who has not yet entered society.

"I ask you."

Jiang Yi'an's obedient and serious look made Mr. Mo fall in love with her even more deeply.

He pointed at the hickey on Mo Beixiao's neck and looked at Jiang Yi'an with an ambiguous expression: "Just now, that brat Beixiao said that you made this hickey last night. Is it true?"

"Tell Grandpa truthfully, did you two really get together last night?"

"Did this kid lie to me?"

The old man's words caused Jiang Yian's brain to shut down for a moment.

She thought Grandpa Mo would at most ask her whether she would have a child with Mo Beixiao...

Unexpectedly, the old man actually asked this?

She glanced at Mr. Mo and then at the hickey on Mo Beixiao's neck, and her heart clenched inexplicably.

After a while, she bit her lip and told the truth: "I did it."

Mo Beixiao didn't even remember what happened last night. Although she had lost her mind under the control of drugs, she still had residual memories.

She remembered that it was Mo Beixiao who she seduced first.

She bit Mo Beixiao's Adam's apple, pulled his collar, and pulled him onto her body.

That kiss mark was the one she couldn't help but kiss when Mo Beixiao grabbed her slender waist and exploded.

So... I was a little too strong to have such a deep hickey.

Thinking of everything that happened last night, Jiang Yi'an couldn't help but blush.

Except for the night with Mo Nanze five years ago, last night was her second time and the first time she took the initiative.

Those memories came to mind, and the innate shyness in her heart made her even breathe slightly trembling.

The woman's shy look and her answer made Mr. Mo couldn't help but be stunned.

what happened?

Wasn't Mo Beixiao and Jiang Yi'an married by agreement?

Xiaozhou secretly took pictures of that agreement and showed it to him yesterday.

Mo Beixiao even clearly stated in the agreement that he would not have a relationship with Jiang Yi'an.

That's why he was so angry when he saw the hickey on Mo Beixiao's neck.

But now Jiang Yi'an's performance made him a little confused.

Could it be possible that the two of them really slept last night?