Shen Yan came back and introduced to Mo Chengying: "This is Mr. Wen, the young master of the Taiyuan Hospital, and Mr. Wen Chuanbai, the young manager of Huichun Hall."

Huichun Hall?

Mo Chengying immediately remembered Qing Shuang's words just now: Is Huichun Hall fair? Are the prices too high?

You know Qingqing is short of money, so you do what she likes, right?

Sima Zhao’s heart!

Mo Chengying didn't look at Wen Chuanbai as a good guy.

Wait, Wen Chuanbai, such a familiar name.

Isn’t that Ika Tanhwaro?

He is still the man who has been appointed by himself.

Mo Chengying could not look away or change his expression when standing in front of a beautiful woman who had always been beautiful and charming, let alone a man.

At this moment, he couldn't help but take another look at Wen Chuanbai. His hair was tied up with a dark blue silk ribbon, and he was wearing a green round-neck bamboo pattern t-shirt. He had a nose and eyes, and he looked like a human being.

It's a pity that there is more than enough femininity and not enough masculinity.

This person was special. Shen Yangui didn't want to talk more, which caused Mo Chengying to misunderstand him, so he said: "Brother Chuan Bai wants to pick up Auntie and Nan Xing, so hurry up and don't miss the time."

Mo Chengying originally thought that this was not Shen Yangui's type, but when he heard that she was so anxious to chase people away, he felt that there was something hidden in it. He asked curiously: "How long have you known each other?"

Shen Yangui hadn't noticed anything strange about Mo Chengying yet, so he said honestly: "We have known each other for about two years since we came to Beijing."

Wen Chuanbai took the words naturally, "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, we have known each other for seven years."

Make him proud.

It's only been seven years. I've known Qingqing for two lifetimes, but what did I say?

Just as Mo Chengying was about to open his mouth to declare his status as a legitimate husband, a clear voice sounded next to him.

"Sister Yan'er!"

It was Wen Chuanbai's sister Wen Nanxing. She was wearing a lotus-pink short coat. She was in her twenties and eighties when she was lively. She saw Shen Yan returning from a distance and jumped over.

When Wen Chuanbai saw his mother behind his sister, he immediately bent down and raised his hands, calling "mother" respectfully.

Shen Yan returned and followed Fu Yi Fu Shen, "Good morning, Mrs. Wen."

Mother Wen wears a blue-gray chrysanthemum pattern. She has a gentle temper and a gentle personality. Although she is over fifty years old, she has few wrinkles on her face and looks kind and kind.

She came over with the help of the maid, and said with a smile: "Nan Xing said it was you just now, and I thought I was wrong."

"My mother doesn't even think about it. Apart from Sister Yan'er, are there any other women in the world who can make my brother stop?" Wen Nanxing teased her brother, "How could I recognize Sister Tianxian? I just recognized my brother. ."

"What a mouth you have..."

Because Wen Nanxing had such a personality, Wen's mother didn't say much about her. She only held Shen Yangui's hand and said affectionately:

"We haven't seen each other for almost two months, right? Our Yan'er's complexion is getting better and better. Look at this little face. It's getting smoother and smoother. Is your brother's illness getting better? How about getting closer, mother?"

Brother?

Mo Chengying remembered that her brother had passed away long ago, so why did Mrs. Wen say she was sick?

It seems that after Qingqing came to Beijing, she still maintained her old habits and hid something from the Wen family. In this case, her relationship with Wen Chuanbai was not good either.

He felt relieved.

Shen Yangui replied: "Thank you, Madam, for your concern. Everything is getting better..."

Wen Nanxing said quickly, "Why don't you come to us even though you're feeling better? Sister Yan'er is nowhere to be seen and can't be found, but that makes my brother very anxious."

Mother Wen knew that her son was thin-skinned, so she patted Wen Nanxing and said, "I have been thinking about you these days, and I also want to visit you with gifts one day to meet your mother and brother."

She turned her gaze to Mo Chengying who was next to Shen Yangui, "Who is this?"

After all, the candlelight was too dim, and there was still half a mask on Mo Chengying's face. Mother Wen believed that Shen Yan was a human being. After much thought, there was only one identity for this person who could walk side by side with her this night.

"Isn't the young master Yan'er's brother?"

Mr. Jiang?

Brother?

Which brother goes shopping hand in hand with a sister his age at night?

Is Mrs. Wen probably having an agenda?

Something fishy.

Shen Yangui opened his mouth to introduce again, but was interrupted by Mo Chengying.

He was noncommittal and said gently: "I often hear Yan'er mention Mrs. Wen. Mrs. Wen and Mr. Wen have taken care of me a lot. I would like to thank you very much."

Mother Wen praised: "Oh, we are indeed a family. Yan'er is as beautiful as a flower and jade, and Mr. Jiang is also a beautiful tree facing the wind and a talented person."

Wen Nanxing looked Mo Chengying up and down, then immediately tugged on his mother's clothes and muttered something under his breath.

Mother Wen frowned: "Isn't this bad?"

"Mom, it's hard to find a shop like this after passing through this village. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day." Wen Nanxing glanced at Mo Chengying again, "If you don't tell me, then I will."

"My daughter's family, what did you say?"

The mother and daughter may have said it was a "conspiracy", and others could hear it, but if they said they deliberately let everyone hear it, it was not clear.

Shen Yangui looked back and forth between Wen Nanxing and Mo Chengying: This little girl has always been bold and daring. Could it be that she has taken a liking to the regent's skin and wants her mother to propose marriage on her behalf?

Mo Chengying frowned: I'm afraid it has something to do with Qingqing.

Mother Wen hesitated for a moment, and she probably felt that what her daughter said was reasonable. She stepped forward and said, "Elder brothers are like fathers. I have something I want to talk to Mr. Jiang."

She stretched out her hand to invite Mo Chengying to the side, avoiding the pedestrians and entourage. She started with a few words, showing off her abruptness, and then said straightforwardly:

"Yan'er and Bai'er have known each other for many years and are in love with each other. Now they are both very old. When will it be convenient for you? Should I send someone to the house to propose marriage?"

!!!

"Like-minded?"

Mo Chengying looked at Shen Yangui, "You and him..."

Fortunately, I kept trying to make up for her, saying that she was young at that time, the time we spent together was short, and she was too insignificant, so she didn't remember him.

She forgot about herself because there was such a congenial lover brother in Beijing.

No wonder she ignored her in her previous life. It turned out that she had been secretly blaming herself for blocking her good marriage.

"No, no, no!" Shen Yangui also didn't expect that Mrs. Wen would suddenly come out like this on such an occasion. For a moment, she had no way to deal with it and quickly denied it, "No! There is nothing between us, everything is innocent. .”

Mo Chengying was a little bit wordy, "We?"

Shen Yangui: "!!!"

Wen Chuanbai was also startled, "Mother, what are you talking about?"

His face was full of embarrassment, he glanced at Shen Yangui from the corner of his eye, and his voice weakened, "I haven't told sister Yan'er yet, how could you rashly... rashly tell her brother?"

"Oh, my brother, a good marriage can't afford to wait. This time, sister Yan'er disappeared. You wish you could dig deep, but you still can't see your own thoughts clearly?"

Wen Chuanbai's thoughts were exposed and he glanced at Shen Yangui, "I'm just afraid that something will happen to Yan'er, a weak woman."

Wen Nanxing said with a face full of hatred, "Be careful, sister Yan'er married someone else. You will regret it."

It was indeed inappropriate for a girl who had not left the court to talk about her thoughts on marriage, but Mother Wen felt that her daughter's words were extremely reasonable. In comparison, her son's personality was too reserved, making him look a bit like a mother-in-law.

"Your sister is right. Three years and three years. Now you have become the top student in high school. How long do you want to delay? If you can wait, my daughter's family can't afford to waste time."

She added: "Yan'er told me everything."

Mo Chengying could probably guess what was said, but he didn't want to believe it. His heart was in turmoil, but his face was calm and he said:

"I wonder what my little sister said to Mrs. Wen?"

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