Zhao Manzhen came to Xihua on a sunny afternoon, carrying a small black bag in her hand, wearing stiletto heels Shi Shi ran into the house, and gave Mo Ruanmiao a big hug when they met, and even pinched Mo Ruanmiao affectionately pinched his cheek.
Mo Ruanmiao was not used to being so close to him from people other than Mo Chutian, but another feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
Zhao Manzhen didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that after the misunderstanding was cleared up, Mo Ruanmiao became more and more pleasing to her eyes, and she liked Mo Ruanmiao more and more. Seeing this pretty face, his figure was as tall and straight as a small green bamboo. It is more expensive than any young master's daughter. She held Mo Ruanmiao's hand and said with a smile: "Mom bought some things and sent them over, let's go in first."
"Ah?" Mo Ruanmiao was a little dazed, and just when he was dazed, Zhao Manzhen led him forward.
What Zhao Manzhen bought was nothing more than some supplements for adults and clothes for children. The family would definitely not lack these, but it was more or less the wishes of the elders.
The two came to the greenhouse, and Aunt Chen quickly brought some snacks over. Zhao Manzhen asked about Mo Ruanmiao's physical condition, and then asked about the child's condition. She was relieved when she knew that Mo Ruanmiao was fine. She is not in good health. Ever since she found out that Mo Ruanmiao was pregnant, she has been worried about his health.
In addition to these, Zhao Manzhen brought other things. She liked Mo Ruan Miao and wanted to buy him something. She took out a car key from the black bag and stuffed it into Mo Ruan Miao's hand. Mo Ruan Miao was stunned. , looked down and saw the logo on the key.
"I don't know if you have a driver's license, but you have to learn it sooner or later. Your cousin Zhao Ling bought this model a while ago, and I think it's not bad. It has good performance in all aspects, and I'm thinking that you children should like this model. Yes, the color is also pretty, drive this one first, and then mom will buy it when she sees a better one, or you can tell mom if she likes something." Zhao Manzhen first said that this car was bought for Mo Ruanmiao She can't refuse, she has a lot of money, and now she meets Mo Ruanmiao who can let her spend money, she is naturally very happy in her heart.
"Thank you mom," Mo Ruanmiao wanted to return the key to Zhao Manzhen, "but this is too expensive, I can't take it."
Although Mo Ruanmiao doesn't know much about cars, he also knows that the market price of this car is definitely more than one million. He feels that he cannot accept such expensive gifts from his elders.
"There is no such thing as precious or not. I am happy to buy gifts for my children." Zhao Manzhen said these words very naturally, and then said, "If it is precious, then I gave it to you as a gift for your brother's yacht. As she spoke, another thought came to her mind, "Miaomiao, how about buying another yacht for you? I just fell in love with a model recently."
So Mo Ruanmiao sat on pins and needles throughout the afternoon, looking forward to Mo Chutian's quick return. He couldn't say no to Zhao Manzhen, but Zhao Manzhen became more and more excited, wishing to give Mo Ruanmiao a share of what was given to Mo Chutian, and continue like this It's not as simple as a car.
When Mo Chutian came back, he only saw Aunt Li and Aunt Chen, both smiling.
"Has my mother come yet?" Mo Chutian asked.
Aunt Chen said: "Come here, I'm talking with Miaomiao in the greenhouse. It's been an afternoon."
"Really?" Mo Chutian laughed dumbly. It was hard for him to imagine Mo Ruanmiao talking with Zhao Manzhen. Most likely, Zhao Manzhen said a lot and Mo Ruanmiao answered a few words, and that's right, they said everything. Zhao Manzhen really likes Mo Ruanmiao.
In the flower room, Mo Ruanmiao's eyes were full of anxiety. Zhao Manzhen just ordered an expensive oil painting with the gallery in front of him, just because he mentioned that he likes this master's work very much. Although he really likes it, there is no need to buy it so neatly.
Mo Ruanmiao's gaze wandered for half a minute, and when he touched the figure outside the glass door, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then he looked there without blinking, Mo Chutian noticed his gaze, and looked at him Frowning, Mo Ruanmiao's eyes became brighter.
The moment Mo Chutian pushed the door and entered, Zhao Manzhen heard the sound and looked towards that place. She pointed to the position next to Mo Ruanmiao, and said, "Chutian, come quickly, you can help me refer."
"Reference for what?" Mo Chutian sat down between Mo Ruanmiao and Zhao Manzhen as he said, and naturally held the hand of the person beside him after sitting down.
Zhao Manzhen handed the phone in front of him, and there was an exquisite men's watch on the screen, "I think this one is quite suitable for Miaomiao, what do you think?"
Mo Chutian took a rough look, then put Mo Ruanmiao's hand on his lap and measured it carefully for a while. His wrist was thin and white. The watch strap that Zhao Manzhen liked was dark green, and it was male. The more delicate style in the table.
Just when Mo Chutian was looking at it?The mention of his mother reminded Zhao Manzhen of some other things, and now thinking about the past, I always feel a little ridiculous.
"Miaomiao, did your brother tell you that he thought you were his younger brother at first?" Zhao Manzhen asked with a raised eyebrow.
Mo Ruanmiao shook his head, and said with frowned eyes, "But I know, I think brother is so stupid."
The two of them are not alike at all, how could they be brothers, that is, Mo Chutian had no doubts about this matter because his mind was muddled back then.
Zhao Manzhen also thought it was funny. It was because of such a wrong perception that she pressured Mo Chutian to take Mo Ruanmiao over, but she didn't expect that she would accompany Mo Ruanmiao in this way, and abducted another son by the way. At these times, I always feel that maybe this is the so-called destiny. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com