After the soul exchange, the president was abused by the evil mother-in-law every day

Chapter 9

Tan Moyao, who wore Yan Miaohuan's appearance, could only stand dryly behind Yan Miaohuan, and for a while really didn't know what to do. After all, he didn't dare to act rashly without his old lady's greeting.

"Huanhuan, go to the kitchen to see if there is anything that needs help. What are you doing standing there? You are no longer a guest at home." Mrs. Tan gave him a sudden sideways glance, and then ordered.

She seemed particularly unwilling to have Yan Miaohuan behind her son's back.

Mrs. Tan now only thinks about getting rid of this obstructive woman as soon as possible.

When Qin Moyao heard this, his whole body tensed up. How could he know anything about the kitchen? He didn't even know much about seasoning.

He naturally lost his position in an instant, and after a while he whispered: "I won't do it..."

Originally, she was still thinking about how to get rid of Su Yunwei and pushed her away, then walked over here.

If she doesn't go to make a rescue, I'm afraid she will really reveal her secrets.

"She's sick today, so don't go to the kitchen, it's really uncomfortable." She tried to imitate the tone of the other party's usual speech and explained.

Yan Miao was also flustered in her heart, Tan Moyao couldn't even tell the difference between green onion, ginger and garlic, if he was allowed to enter the kitchen, it would be fine.

When the time comes when he wreaks havoc in the kitchen, the old lady will definitely grab him.

Moreover, all the relatives of the Tan family and some close friends who came here today will be fine if there is a problem with the dishes.

Madam Su was very dissatisfied when she heard her son suddenly mentioning this woman.

She looked at "Tan Moyao" with some doubts. The old lady really didn't know what was wrong. When did her son start to love Yan Miaohuan?
She began to seriously doubt whether Yunwei's crying in anger had something to do with this pitiful looking woman in front of her.

There were so many people at the scene, she couldn't say anything, but nodded awkwardly.

Then he cared about the other party in a very hypocritical manner, "It's just raining, and you can't handle it? Then what will happen in the future? You still have to take good care of your body. After this, the rain will be strong and the wind will be strong." When it’s time to go out, it’s better not to go out, it’s not good if you catch a cold.”

Naturally, he could hear the sarcasm inside and out of the words, but in the current situation, he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

At this time, Su Yunwei walked towards them.

This Yan Miaohuan was trained, she was naturally happy in her heart.

"Brother Yao, why is your complexion a bit ugly? Could it be that you just got caught in the rain? Would you like some ginger soup? Or ask your family doctor to see it? Would you like to eat this to add some sugar and calories?" She actively cared.

While talking, she peeled off the imported chocolate in her hand, and then fed it to "Tan Moyao".

He didn't care about the other party's wife who was still standing beside him.

Then her whole body was almost hung on "Tan Moyao"'s shoulders, the distance between the two of them can be described as "glue-like paint".

Such an intimate behavior and distance made Yan Miaohuan yell inwardly.

Yan Miaohuan frowned, then tilted her head, glanced sideways at the chocolate by her mouth, and Su Yunwei who was hugging her.

"No need." He was very direct and decisively pushed the other party away.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird and awkward.

Mrs. Qin and Su Yunwei were stunned for a moment, neither of them thought that Tan Moyao would do such a rude, even agitated move.

"Sit down! What are you doing standing there?" Mr. Tan saw that the four of them formed a circle without speaking, so he came over to greet them.

The awkward atmosphere was instantly broken.

"Let's go, let's go, take your seat first." Mrs. Qin hurriedly led Su Yunwei to the main table.

"it is good."

"Let's go." Yan Miao said happily.

The relatives and friends of the Tan family are all celebrities of the upper class, or they are some powerful and famous families. Fortunately, Yan Miaohuan has more or less impressions of these people, so he won't be unable to catch up with their greetings.

"Come on, Tan Moyao, long time no see, I'll drink this cup first
After all the words were said like this, she couldn't refuse, so she could only drink it.

Even before she sat down to eat, she had already been respected several times by these people.

She doesn't like red wine, especially this kind of red wine from Bordeaux, which makes her feel young and not fragrant. Anyway, it's not what she likes, and it's not as good as champagne.

She looked at the young man sitting next to her and tried to remember his name and his family background.

"You can't do it now?" Fu Yun put his arms around "Tan Moyao"'s shoulders, and then joked with her.

She looked at each other intently.

"It's him! I remembered." She looked at the other party's fair and handsome face and meticulous hairstyle, and gradually remembered who he was.

Fu Yun, the second son of the Fu family, seems to love to play, but he is also good at doing business, and he is also Tan Moyao's only good friend, at least not a cron.

Why do you say that he is not a good friend, because he is the only rich man in this group who doesn't treat Yan Miaoyao differently.

So, although she felt a little uncomfortable with this person's intimate actions, she didn't subconsciously react too excitedly.

He just sneered softly, and then pretended to talk to him in the cold tone that Tan Moyao usually spoke, "It seems that you can drink very well? Where did you come from to ask me?"

Fu Yun didn't take his words seriously, but just smiled.

He said again: "If I didn't know that you would come back to the old house tonight, do you think I would come? You know, I hate such serious occasions the most.

"But what kind of plane is your mother doing again? Why did you suddenly invite so many people?"

He turned his gaze to Mrs. Qin who was opposite, and then complained to him in a low voice.

Naturally, Yan Miaohuan couldn't answer his question, so she just shook her head.

Seeing that he didn't know, Fu Yun became even more confused. He drank the red wine in the glass in one go, and then pushed "Tan Moyao" with his hands.

Then he said: "Is your wife not feeling well? Or she drank too much, she doesn't look right."

Then he pointed with his chin in the direction where "Yan Miaohuan" was sitting.

(End of this chapter)