Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

"Joe? Did... Come to look for Qiao Li Mo'er was surprised to guess when he beat the night lady's shoulder.

People surnamed Joe, night lady first thought of night only, but she denied, "impossible, Qiao family has no one."

In the first few years of friendship with the Qiao family, I knew that there was no old man on the Qiao couple, so the only one who came to their night family was adopted.

"What is the identity of the bearer?"

"This is their prayer."

The housekeeper presented a letter of worship. Mrs. Ye opened it and found that she had business relations with the night family.

"Bring people in and have a look."

Although she heard that the other party was an old man, she felt that they were in the same position in the face of the old people when they talked about their interests.

After a while.

The housekeeper led the man into the living room. Mrs. Qiao was old, but she didn't look old. She was very energetic.

Although the night lady doesn't know her, but looking at the noble spirit of the whole body, she wants to have an extraordinary identity.

Just for a moment, the night lady waved away Li Mo'er's hand and stood up, with a warm fake smile on her face, "is it Mrs. Qiao? Please sit down

The maid brought the tea, but the night lady did a good job of etiquette.

The content of their conversation has its own deep meaning. Li Mo'er, who is on the side, can't understand it, but she always feels that Mrs. Qiao and her male assistant Pei Yichen are looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Mo'er, who is known as the night lady, naturally has to be upright and sit quietly next to the night lady. He will not talk disorderly or be impolite, and he has spent many years learning social etiquette.

Mrs. Qiao held back the thought of "granddaughter" in her heart and talked about some official words with Mrs. Ye.

Don't know how long to talk, Mrs. Qiao finally leads the topic to Li Mo'er.

"Is this the night maid?"

Night lady holding Li Mo'er's hand, smile very cordially, "yes, this is my night daughter, night Mo'er."

"Mor'er, it's a clever name. The night lady is also very smart. The night lady is really well-off."

"Mrs. Qiao has praised me, but my Mo'er is a lovely child."

In public praise, coupled with the night lady's cooperation, Li Mo'er took the night lady's arm and deliberately made a little daughter's coquettish gesture, casting a Jiao, "night mother."

When Mrs. Qiao heard her granddaughter calling others, her voice was sweet and greasy, and she was very upset.

Originally, she found the child two years ago, but an accident happened in her husband's career, which caused her to stay there for two years.

When she comes back this time, she has to guard her granddaughter.

If she had not left her son, maybe now her granddaughter would be with her, and she would be so coquettish.

Pei Yichen saw that Mrs. Qiao's emotion was difficult to control. He deliberately covered it up and quietly reminded Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao nodded slowly and convinced herself that there was a long way to go.

Inconvenient to show too much emotion, Mrs. Qiao and Pei Yichen say goodbye to Mrs. night after making eye contact.

But the night lady suddenly said: "I think the old lady is quite predestined with mor'er. Mor'er, please send the old lady for me."

Li Mo'er didn't think much about it. She said, "yes, mom."

"That's a real trouble, Miss Moore." Mrs. Qiao naturally avoided the "night" surname.

Li Mo'er laughs very cleverly, "don't bother, met Qiao Lao Madame, as if saw grandma general cordial."