His lips raised, and his eyes looked at Chu Yao even warmer. It seemed that another man who was too doting on his wife would be born in the future.

Mr. Mou saw it, and the smile in his eyes turned into an inquiry. Did he let his second grandson pursue such a good girl?

If Murong Qingyan knew that Mr. Mou wanted to poach him, he would be so angry that he would go to find Mr. Mou's second grandson and beat him up before talking about it.

Unfortunately, he didn't know.

And far away in the capital, the Mou family...

A man with a handsome and handsome outline looked pretty and handsome, sat on a recliner, took a sip of juice, and sneezes directly.

He touched his nose and said dissatisfiedly:

"Who is thinking about me again..."

He didn't think he had a cold, nor did he think that someone would scold him, so the only result was that someone was thinking about him.

He was dissatisfied because he didn't want to be the person he imagined by those idiotic girls.

Chu Yao started to quiet again because they were not talking, but were just standing quietly.

Because they don't know where to go, go home?

You can't leave Mr. Mou, don't go home, right? You can't just stand stupidly and let passers-by point fingers at them.

"Old Mr. Mou, should you go to the hospital to cooperate with the doctor and their treatment next?"

It’s not that Chu Yao wants to drive people away, but that they will be really embarrassed if they stand like this.

"Girl, I just want to drive me away from the old man so that you two can live in the world. This way, I will introduce my second grandson to you. He is very good. Multiple candidates will consider it, how about it."

Hearing Mr. Mou's words, Murong Qingyan's happy mood suddenly returned to expressionlessness, and he also released a trace of air conditioning.

Seeing that Mr. Mou had no intention of joking, his face began to turn dark, which was poaching him in front of him.

Uncle can tolerate it, aunt cannot tolerate it.

“Not very good.”

Before Chu Yao could answer, Murong Qingyan took her into his arms and answered Mr. Mou's words as she protected him.

She had him enough, and there was no need for multiple people to choose and consider it.

"Hey... Murong's boys, you can't be so domineering. Good girls need more pursuits from excellent boys."

Looking at Chu Yao who was held in Murong Qingyan's arms and forced to walk forward, Mr. Mou spoke up and retorted.

But Murong Qingyan left Mr. Mou with a chic back, and no longer paid attention to Mr. Mou's howling crying and wolf behind him.

It was because of Mr. Mou's words that Murong Qingyan had no good expression when he saw Mr. Mou's second grandson in the future, and he was isolated from his contact with Chu Yao from afar.

This childish behavior made Chu Yao laugh and cry.

There is nothing to do.

What can she do? Someone is no worse than her when she is jealous.

Even if she is never jealous.

At this time, Chu Yao was being held, actually felt a sense of satisfaction.

Chu Yao's eyes widened and satisfied.

This word is really far from her. Even in her previous life, Yi Yancheng never gave herself such a feeling.

"Woman...woman."

Her brain was in a flash and she was finally awakened by someone. She looked at the man standing in front of her in confusion.

I shook my head, the one I had just had must have been her illusion, it must be.

Then he quickly withdrew from a man's arms, ran towards his home, ran to the door, quickly took out the key and opened the door.

Just when Murong Qingyan arrived...

bump…

Close the door loudly.

After closing the door, he ran upstairs and returned to his room.

He covered his head and pretended not to hear Murong Qingyan's shouting downstairs.
Chapter completed!