I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

She pursed her lips and said lightly: "You will come back."

"Brother and sister told me that today is Mo Chen's adult birthday party. She asked me to come back to the banquet, and I came back." The old lady's voice was soft, and Mrs. Mo's heart was still breathless, and she replied even softer.

The old lady didn't want to lose her temper in a good day like today.

And even if she was dissatisfied with Mrs. Mo before, after such a period of time, the anger in her heart would have long disappeared.

Originally thinking that Mrs. Mo also came back, in the end is a family, there is no need to be too stiff, simply give her a step down.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mo's opening, the old lady was choked with anger.

Co-authoring her means that if the second lady asked her to come back, she wasn't even planning to come back?

The old lady was forbearing and forbearing.

It's just the expression on his face.

Mrs. Mo didn't even notice it. She finished talking to the old lady and glanced at Qiao Chen and Qiao Mianmian who were standing beside her. Then Yin and Yang said strangely, "Yo, they are all back. ."

"I think you guys just talked a lot, I didn't affect you?"

Qiao Mianmian looked at her with no expression on her face and shouted lightly: "Mom."

This sound was made by Mo Yesi's face.

If it were not for Mo Yesi, Qiao Mianmian would never greet Mrs. Mo.

She no longer likes Mrs. Mo, who is also Mo Yesi's biological mother.

She didn't want to embarrass Mo Yesi.

Qiao Chen didn't care so much. He didn't like Mrs. Mo, so he didn't even bother to say hello.

He doesn't like people who don't like his sister.

For Qiao Chen, Qiao Mianmian is the most important person in his heart.

After Qiao Mianmian greeted her, Mrs. Mo's response was very cold, and she didn't even respond.

All over the face said that she didn't like her.

Qiao Mianmian didn't care.

She just did what she should do, as for the others, she doesn't force it.

She doesn't care what Mrs. Mo has towards her now.

"Xiaoya, let me introduce you." Mrs. Mo directly ignored Qiao Mianmian and said intimately, pulling the girl beside her. "This is my son Asi, which I mentioned to you. He is the same age as you this year. Your birthday is only a month away."

The woman beside Mrs. Mo waited for her introduction, raised her head and looked at Mo Yesi. She extended her hand generously and smiled generously: "Mr. Mo, my name is Tang Ya and I am very happy to meet you. you."

Mo Yesi looked at Tang Ya's hand, his face was cold and alienated.

He said nothing, and allowed Tangya to stretch his hand in the air.

Tang Ya froze for a few seconds, the expression on his face was a bit stiff.

When Mrs. Mo saw it, she took Tang Ya's hand and said to Mo Yesi with a dissatisfied expression: "As, Xiaoya greeted you on your own initiative. Is this your attitude? How do you let others do this? Treating our Mohist hospitality?"

Mo Yesi's expression on his face was still cold and cold: "Mom, this is just someone you know, not me. I have always been treated like strangers I don't know. I just greeted you just now, yours What about attitude?"

Mrs. Mo froze for a moment, then anger flashed in her eyes: "So you did it on purpose?"

Mo Yesi said blankly: "You think it is, that is."