Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Watching the atmosphere slowly become awkward, Mr. Mu spoke at the right time.

"Damn, what's the matter. These children all grew up together, and still the girl and this stinky boy from my family are like brothers and sisters."

"It turns out to be like this." Pan Yijing suddenly realized, and said regretfully: "I thought it would be my rival in love, but it turns out that they are better than brothers and sisters, now I am relieved."

One word, two words, brother and sister, suddenly alienated the relationship between Mu Qingmo and Lin Yiran.

However, it surprised everyone present, especially Lin still.

Rival, what does this mean?

Mr. Pan smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I have long been optimistic about the still girl. I showed Yijing's photo of the still girl before. Yijing really likes the still girl."

Pan Yi nodded, "What grandpa said is true. I am very interested in Miss Lin."

"I?"

Lin still pointed to himself with a look of disbelief.

"Yes." Pan Yijing answered very neatly, "From now on, I want to start a formal pursuit of you."

In the face of this very bold and direct pursuit, Lin was still a little stunned, unable to react for a while.

From the moment Pan Yijing said that he wanted to pursue Lin Yinan, Mu Qingmo seemed to be missing a piece of heart.

"I also like......"

When Mu Qingmo was about to blurt out his words, his eyes met Shang Lin's still blank eyes, and his words froze.

He, for the first time, backed off from such a thing.

Aware of his grandson's embarrassment, Mr. Mu once again acted as a moderator to ease the atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Qing Mo probably wants to support Yi Jing's pursuit of the still girl, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin still stared at Mu Qingmo.

For some reason, she wanted to hear Mu Qingmo say this with her own ears.

Nodding with difficulty, Mu Qingmo pursed his lips, and his voice was a little weak: "Grandpa.... You are right."

As soon as the words came out, Mu Qingmo could only helplessly watch the expression on Lin Yiran's face from shock to disappointment to calm.

"That would be great."

Mr. Pan was overjoyed and clapped his hands, "Since even Qing Mo thinks it's pretty good, then you can quickly add WeChat to chat."

Pan Yijing smiled and looked at Lin Yiran, "Of course I would like this, but what if I don't know what Miss Lin thinks?"

Lin still had a trace of hope in his heart and looked at Mu Qingmo.

Mu Qingmo stood quietly by the side without any reaction.

Lin still felt a little cold, took out his phone in a fit of anger, and said neatly, "Okay."

With WeChat, Lin still looked at her newly added friend, and for a moment she felt that she was crazy to make such a reckless move.

Why are you angry?

And Mu Qingmo was just his best friend's brother, and had nothing to do with him.

Lin still felt annoyed the more he thought about it, regretting his reckless actions.

After working for a few years, it was the first time that she was so willful and reckless.

Looking down, Lin still squeezed the phone tightly and silently stuffed it back into the bag.

Forget it, out of sight and out of mind.

like someone.

Reluctantly smiled, Lin still walked over to Mu Nansheng and sat down, grabbed a glass of wine casually, and drank it slowly.

After getting Lin Yan's WeChat account, Pan Yijing shook his phone ostentatiously, "Thank you, Mr. Mu, for assisting me."

Mu Qingmo looked indifferent, and left the banquet after saying "I'm tired, I'm going back."

Everyone thought that he was tired, so they didn't say anything.

Watching the back of Mu Qingmo leaving, Lin still felt astringent, smiled bitterly, and took another sip of wine.

After drinking this glass of wine, I threw away all my uncertain ambiguous and cranky thoughts.

Aware that Lin Yiren's mood was a little off, Mu Nansheng quickly snatched Lin Yiran's wine glass, "Don't drink, it's easy to get drunk."

Lin still smiled and said nothing, took the glass of wine and drank it.

When Mu Nansheng wanted to persuade him, Gu Jingchen stopped him.

"Let her drink."