routine wife's day

Chapter 68 Leng Mohan Finally Comes

Lin Yan felt that she really couldn't stay in this house anymore. She was afraid that she would lose control later, and her whole body was very stuffy. She breathed heavily but always felt that she lacked oxygen.

He stepped to the door in two or three steps, and pulled open the dilapidated iron door.

Hearing a bang, Lin Xuehai and Jiang Xinru came out of the kitchen, Lin Xuehai called out, "Yan Yan..."

Lin Yan stared at the door in a daze.

Right in front of her, Leng Mohan stood calmly and steadily at the door. His slightly casual attire made him look a bit younger. He raised his hand slightly, as if he was about to knock on the door.

"You..." Lin Yan squeezed out the word you from between her teeth in a daze, but couldn't say anything else.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" Leng Mohan looked at Lin Yan and smiled, that smile was so beautiful that the sunlight outside seemed to lose its color.

"I thought you weren't free." Lin Yan came back to her senses and said with her head slightly lowered.

Lin Xuehai approached the door, and saw Leng Mohan standing casually at the door through the slightly open door. With a smile, he opened the door completely and said, "It's Mo Han? Come in quickly."

"Mo Han is here?" Jiang Xinru also came over, wiped her hands on the apron and said, "I heard from Yan Yan that you are very busy at work, don't tire yourself out, take more rest."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Leng Mohan didn't follow Lin Yan to call Jiang Xinru Jiang's mother, he called her aunt as always.

He handed a handful of carnations to Jiang Xinru, and she took them with a smile on her face. Seeing the juicy flowers, Jiang Xinru seemed to be in a better mood, "It's Mo Han who knows Aunt Jiang best."

"Okay, okay, let's talk first, I'll make you your favorite braised pork." Jiang Xinru arranged the flowers, and went into the kitchen again.

Leng Mohan handed a box in his hand to Lin Xuehai and said, "Dad, take a look at this. It was bought in Xi'an last year. I don't know if it's real or not. Show me."

The truth is that as long as Leng Mohan buys something fake, although he is not a know-it-all, he is at least a businessman, and he will not make a loss-making business. This can make Lin Xuehai feel that he has a lot of face .

Lin Xuehai picked up the box and opened it. Inside was a dark-painted paperweight, which looked very bright and seemed to be quite old.

"Is this something from the late Ming Dynasty?" Lin Xuehai stared at the paperweight with bright eyes, "Not bad."

Lin Yan looked at all this in a daze. It seemed that since she came to this house, she knew that there was a big brother in the neighbor's house who was very good at pleasing the elders. Leng Mohan was a sensible child in the eyes of all the elders since he was a child. It is easy to understand everyone's preferences, and he knows how to match them.

Lin Yan stood beside the sofa, Leng Mohan raised his eyebrows, bent his slightly cold lips to look at Lin Yan, then stretched out his hand to grab her, and before she had time to react, he pulled her away Turning around in a circle, it landed on his lap impartially, and he put his lips on her ear and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What are you thinking?"

Lin Yan, however, seemed to be frightened, her face turned red, she suddenly raised her head to meet Lin Xuehai's half-smile expression, and then turned to look at the kitchen. Jiang Xinru was also squinting at the living room. Still with some disgust.

Struggling to get out of Leng Mohan's arms, she sat beside him with a blushing face and whispered, "What are you doing? Father and Mother Jiang are still here."

(End of this chapter)