Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

"No, I can't let her marry in. If she does marry in, she doesn't know how to make waves! She won't pay attention to me!"

Mrs. Mo couldn't say anything. When she turned her head and looked at her father, she found that he wasn't listening to her carefully. She became more irritable immediately.

"I'm talking to you. What's the matter with you?" Mrs. Mo asked discontentedly.

Mo's father was really poor. He couldn't stand Mrs. Mo's complaint, but he couldn't really quarrel with his wife. He had to say, "Hey, wife, let him go. When his son grows up, he must be out of control!"

"How can you ignore it? I think it's because you usually take too little care of him!" Murph said.

Mo Fu is wronged. Why should he be blamed?

So, Mo's father was not euphemistic, and said directly, "OK, you take care of it. You take care of your son. You don't want to go home for his 30th birthday. How else do you take care of it?"

At the mention of this matter, Mrs. Mo was speechless, which was the most annoying thing for her this time.

"I see, how far do you want to push your son out before you are willing to stop!" said Mo Fu.

"You old Mohists are all virtuous!" Mrs. Mo said wrongfully. "Now even you blame me, don't you blame me? I think what I do is wrong, and my kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lung!"

Mo Fu can't stand this posture. Can't he hide?

He quickly found a chance to slip away and hid himself in the study to read and drink tea.

Mrs. Mo couldn't calm down alone. The more she thought about it, the more she was wronged.

Why is the older the son, the more reluctant he is to be close to himself? Ming Ming was fine for the first two years. Since he met Xia Zhian, the whole person was like being hooked.

She must be blowing in her ears endlessly!

This is absolutely not good. Mrs. Mo thought that whether she married or not, even if it was just ordinary communication, she would never allow Xia Zhian to climb onto her head like this.

Mrs. Mo looked at the time and estimated that Mo Qingchen should have gone to work at this time, so she called Mo's president secretary.

"Has Mr. Mo come to work?" Mrs. Mo asked.

As soon as the Secretary saw that it was his wife's call, he was immediately in a state of first-class war preparation. He glanced at the direction of the office secretly and said, "madam, President Mo arrived at the company half an hour ago and is in the office now. Shall I help you turn to the inside line?"

"Oh, no," said Mrs. Mo, "that's it."

"Madam, again -"

The phone has been hung up.

Make sure that Mo Qingchen is not at home at the moment. Mrs. Mo immediately asked someone to send her to the Mohist family.

The housekeeper respectfully followed Mrs. Mo and asked, "madam, what would you like to drink? I'll have someone prepare it for you!"

"Whatever."

Just as the housekeeper was about to give orders, he heard Mrs. Mo speak again and added, "Oh, by the way, let Xia Zhian get it for me."

But the housekeeper didn't dare to order Xia Zhian to do anything now, but Mrs. Mo called the roll again. He was a little embarrassed. Xia Zhian, who was just downstairs, ran into Mrs. Mo in the living room and took the initiative to go there.

There's no way. Xia Zhian doesn't want to touch the mold, but she's now Mo Qingchen's girlfriend. Even if she's afraid of Mrs. Mo, she has to harden her scalp.

Just a little closer, the housekeeper stopped her immediately.

"Miss Xia, Mrs. Mo's tea hasn't been prepared yet. Why don't you... Prepare it for her first?" the housekeeper asked tentatively.

"Oh, OK."

Xia Zhian didn't doubt him. When she came out with tea, "madam, your tea."

Mrs. Mo didn't even touch the tea cup, so she "tut" and asked disdainfully, "just use this thing to kill me?"

Xia Zhian: "

What madam calls "this kind of thing" is the most valuable tea in the Mojia tea cabinet.

Xia Zhian was helpless. If it could be regarded as "sending off", she really didn't know what to take.

Mrs. Mo seemed to recognize that Xia Zhian didn't have the courage to fight back against her. She said leisurely: "I won't talk nonsense and save everyone's time. I mainly want to ask you a question. Can you guarantee an honest answer?"

Xia Zhian was surprised by Mrs. Mo's fickle attitude, but she still cooperated very much.

She nodded and said, "what does madam want to ask, but it doesn't hurt to ask."

"Well, Xia Zhian, tell me, did the murderer invade you?" Murph asked the hostage, with a murderous look in her eyes. It seemed that Xia Zhian could jump up and tear her up as long as she dared to lie.

"No," Xia Zhian replied honestly, "just as he was about to grab my leg, Mr. Mo rushed in and saved me, so he just suffered a little skin injury."

"What?" Mrs. Mo was shocked. She always thought it was done by the police. Why did she want her ah Chen to play in person? She immediately stared angrily at Xia Zhian and criticized, "how can you make trouble so much? Such a dangerous situation also makes ah Chen go up. If he has something wrong, are you going to give our Mohist family a death apology?"

Mrs. Mo's words are really ugly. Xia Zhian doesn't want Mo Qingchen to take risks, but it's not her fault. She's also a victim.

However, as a mother, worried about her children, Mrs. Mo said that Xia Zhian could understand.

"I'm sorry, madam. I'll pay attention later." Xia Zhian admitted her mistake.

Seeing Xia Zhian's attitude was quite good, Mrs. Mo snorted coldly. She had exposed this stubble, but with it, there were new questions.

"All right, forget it. Let me ask you, did you mean to ask ah Chen not to go back to his old house to celebrate his 30th birthday the other day?" Mrs. Mo asked.

In the face of such things, which mother can calm down?

The son's birthday is the mother's Good Friday, but on that day, she didn't even see the shadow of Mo Qingchen. Can she not be angry?

Xia Zhian was shocked. They really didn't discuss the birthday arrangement of Mo Qingchen, but Mo Qingchen was anxious to ask her to come back with him, so she took it for granted that she was at home. As for the respective arrangements of Mo Qingchen and Mrs. Mo, she didn't know anything.

"No, Mrs. Mo, I have never said such a thing, nor will I prevent Mr. Mo from returning to his old house." Xia Zhian said.

Like Xia Zhian, who attaches so much importance to family affection, she will only persuade people to be good. She will never persuade people to be alienated from their relatives. This is nature.

"Hum!" Mrs. Mo sneered and said in a strange way, "you speak well. Who knows if it's true?"

If it had been in the past, Xia Zhian would have been too lazy to struggle. Anyway, Mrs. Mo was destined to think of her harm. How to explain it was in vain.

But now, since she has been in contact with Mo Qingchen, she has to try her best to improve Mrs. Mo's attitude towards herself, so she patiently explained.

"Really, madam, I will never destroy your relationship with Mr. mo." Xia Zhian promised.

Mrs. Mo still refused to buy it, and continued to satirize Xia Zhian with cold words.

At this time, Xia Yifan, who has been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help it.

How could his sister's stupid head be Mrs. Mo's opponent?

But now, since Mo Qingchen and his sister are already together, he naturally can't have a quarrel with Mrs. Mo without scruples as before.

"Madam, you're worried. It's pure worry." Xia Yifan suddenly opened his mouth and joined the conversation.

"If you want to say, my sister is the one who has been eaten to death. She always listens to Mr. Mo's words. Where can she blow a pillow breeze to Mr. mo."

"Really?" Mrs. Mo glanced at him suspiciously.

"Isn't it!" Xia Yifan said vividly, "something as technical as pillow side wind. Don't mention my sister's IQ. I don't believe she can blow!"

Xia Yifan has his own talent in speech. No matter what he says, he can speak vividly, which is especially easy to believe.

"Mr. Mo is so smart, mature and wise, but Mohist is no matter what big and small matters, it is absolutely his has the final say. I am a stupid sister. Don't help me. Where dare you give him a blind idea?"

Xia Yifan said this, boasting about Mo Qingchen in his death and damaging his sister in his death. Mrs. Mo listened, she still had that smelly face on the surface, but she was much more comfortable in her heart.

Yes, her son is so excellent!

"Madam, I'm not blowing. I want to control Mr. Mo's thinking. I can't do it without intelligence and insight. You think, with Mr. Mo's experience, my sister, a little rookie, may not catch up with him after more than ten years of practice!"

Anyway, Xia Yifan's words finally made Mrs. Mo happy. After all, who doesn't like to hear people praise his son?

The mother's face is also proud.

Xia Zhian stared at Xia Yifan at the beginning. Unexpectedly, he dared to tease himself so much, but seeing that Mrs. Mo's face eased slowly, she finally understood Xia Yifan's intention and listened honestly next to her.

"Hum, you are sensible and talkative!" said Mrs. Mo proudly.

Xia Yifan can see that all the people of the Mohist school are farts. They like to listen to some flattering words. He is a "silly sister" who is honest and may not be able to cope with it.

"Madam, it's not a question whether I can speak or not. I'm just telling the truth..." Xia Yifan continued to close his eyes and blow.

"Well, don't think I can't see what your sister and brother are thinking," Mrs. Mo said. Although she said so, her tone and attitude are obviously much better than before. She looked at the quiet Xia Zhian and continued, "listen to what your brother said, I believe you're not bad enough."

"But my ugly words are ahead. I'm still the same attitude as before. I won't stop you if you want to associate with ah Chen, but if you dream of marrying into the Mohist school, I'll never allow it!"

"Although the murderer didn't do anything to you, you are a surrogate in the end. You are thinking about Mo LAN in your heart. No matter what consideration, I won't support you to marry in!"

Xia Zhian immediately explained nervously, "madam, you misunderstood. I never considered marrying Mr. mo..."

They just confirmed that they had not been in love for a long time. Why did they talk about marriage at once?

At least... She hasn't even graduated from college. She's not the 30-year-old man of Mo Qingchen. She's not in a hurry and doesn't have the idea of hating marriage.

But this can't be heard by Mrs. mo. otherwise, what Xia Yifan just said is all in vain.

"Xia Zhian, do you know what I hate most about you?" Mrs. Mo looked at her with a serious face and disapproval.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Xia Zhian is a little flustered. It's clear that Xia Yifan has eased the atmosphere a lot just now. Why did she say something wrong and screw things up?

But she didn't say anything!

"Can you be honest? This is the minimum quality of a person. How can you always pretend to lie innocently? At this point, no one can like your daughter-in-law!" Mrs. Mo said angrily.

"I didn't lie," Xia Zhian looked at Mrs. Mo innocently and asked, "have you misunderstood?"

"Misunderstanding?" Mrs. Mo sneered. She just felt that Xia Zhian didn't see the coffin and didn't shed tears. She said, "you and ah Chen are ready to get married at the end of the year. Now you're still pretending with me. What's interesting? What's the double faced?"

Xia Yifan couldn't sit still and stood up to help Xia Zhian explain: "Mrs. Mo, my sister hasn't confirmed her love relationship with Mr. Mo for a long time. It's really not the time to talk about marriage. Did you... Listen to who's gossip?"

For example, sun Mingzhu and so on. Anyway, that woman loves to complain everywhere. She still arranges some things that don't exist at all. She's the best trick.

"Who's gossiping, hum!" Mrs. Mo said arrogantly with a posture of sophistry I think you have to say, "ah Chen told me personally. Can it be false? Do you think I'm easy to fool and don't pay attention to me?"

Xia Zhian is completely stupid. What did Mo Qingchen say?

Why did he tell Mrs. Mo that they had not discussed this matter at all before the end of the year!

"Madam, I don't know why Mr. Mo told you like this," Xia Zhian stood up and seemed incoherent because she was eager to prove her innocence. "But I'm sure we didn't say it. There may be some misunderstanding in the middle. When he comes back in the evening, I'll --"

Mrs. Mo immediately raised her hand, made a stop gesture and said, "I don't care what you play with me here, you can ask him. This is between you..."

"But I put my words here. No, no, I will never change my attitude!" Mrs. Mo announced.

Xia Yifan doesn't like it either. His previous good temper is just because Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian are dating, but it doesn't mean that he can bear to watch Mrs. Mo step on his sister all the time!

"Madam, you're not right," Xia Yifan stood up and analyzed, "listen to you, Mr. Mo told you about the marriage, but my sister didn't know it. That is to say, between them, the person who is more anxious to get married is Mr. mo."

"You -" Mrs. Mo was so angry that she was speechless immediately.

"My elder sister has been a surrogate. That's right, but my elder sister won't go back on her word after signing the agreement. Even if she thinks about Mo LAN again, she can't do anything treacherous." Xia Yifan looked at Mrs. Mo and said everything.

"Mr. Mo also has two children. He is never my sister's own, and I don't know whether she will be well raised in the future. My sister, a young female college student who is about to graduate, doesn't have to rush to be a stepmother!"

"If you want me to say, Mo yezhuo is also good. He doesn't lose ink in age, family background and all aspects. The most important thing is that Mo LAN is still his own. Even if my sister has to work hard, she is also aiming at Mo yezhuo!"

"My sister is at least the eldest miss of the Yan family. Whether it's the Mohist family or the Mo family, there's no such problem. Anyway, they both have oil bottles with them, and they're too old to get married."

Xia Yifan said these words and felt comfortable all over.

He really doesn't understand why Xia Zhian's rich daughter is always bullied by Mrs. Mo, an old witch?

There is no such thing with him. He should respect you three points, but if he goes too far, he has to pay it back!

"OK, OK," Mrs. Mo stood up, pointed to the brothers and sisters, looked back and forth between them, and said angrily, "I can't pretend. Show the fox tail. I knew you brothers and sisters are not good people!"

Xia Zhian looks embarrassed. She doesn't want to be so ugly with Mrs. Mo in the bottom of her heart, but when she looks at Xia Yifan's expression, she also knows that he will never be soft. It's too difficult to be caught in the middle.

"Yifan, don't say..." Xia Zhian said, pulled La Xia Yifan's sleeve and motioned him to bear it.

"Is this what I want to say?" Xia Yifan said with his neck stuck. "Elder sister, I don't understand. What did you do wrong and let her go like this? At an age, you're not sensible at all. It's just making trouble for young people!"

Xia Zhian wants to pull Xia Yifan again, but he dodges.

"Mrs. Mo," Xia Yifan smiled and said, "I don't know if you came here to ask questions. Mr. Mo, does he know? What's his attitude? Is he happy if you say that about my sister?"

"Hum, you little bastard!" Murph was so popular that he was going to have a heart attack. The housekeeper hurriedly came up and helped him, but he didn't dare to provoke Xia Yifan.

"Don't talk about ah Chen. He is confused by your sister and brother!"

"Oh, we really don't have this ability. You think highly of us!" Xia Yifan said.

"Well, Yifan, stop talking!" Xia Zhian immediately took Xia Yifan away and took people to the room. As she walked, she advised, "what can you do? You're cool now. Mrs. Mo, she should hate me now!"

Xia Yifan looked at his sister and said helplessly, "if I don't say it, she won't hate you? It's not the same. I might as well say it!"

Xia Zhian: "

When Xia Zhian brought people into the room, she hurried downstairs to appease Mrs. mo.

Unexpectedly, the building was already empty. She sighed and looked sad.

Hey, it seems that this resentment can't be solved

In the evening, when Mo Qingchen came back from work and ate, Xia Zhian told Mo Qingchen about it after they lay in bed.

"Mrs. Mo came today." Xia Zhian said. She was a little guilty.

"Yes." Mo Qingchen replied, as if he was not interested in this topic.

However, considering Mrs. Mo's prejudice against Xia Zhian and her character, Mo Qingchen added: "no matter what she said, you don't have to take it to heart."

Don't worry?

Xia Zhian asked, "including the fact that you said we would get married at the end of the year?"

Mo Qingchen was stunned for a moment. A smile opened on his face. He looked at her with burning eyes and said, "this matter can be put in his heart."

"It's really what you said to Mrs. Mo!" Xia Zhian was shocked, lowered her head and said shyly, "I'm not going to marry you. I haven't graduated yet!"

Even after graduation, I don't intend to get married so early!

To tell the truth, it's still too early for Xia Zhian to get married. People at their age haven't considered it at all.

Mo Qingchen didn't refute, but Xia Zhian was thin and duplicity.

"By the way..." Xia Zhian was worried that Mo Qingchen would be angry, but she couldn't hide it. "After Mrs. Mo came, she quarreled with Yifan and talked very unhappy."

Mo Qingchen can fully imagine the scene. With Mrs. Mo's style, he must bully Xia Zhian again. With Xia Yifan's personality, he can't stand his sister being bullied. Maybe they are so noisy that they blow their noses and stare.

"Well done, I have to praise Yifan later." Mo Qingchen said indifferently.

Xia Zhian: "

"Madam, she is really very angry."

"When you are angry," Mo Qingchen doesn't want to talk about this. Why do you always talk about unhappy people and things? "It's more important for my wife to be happy."

Xia Zhian: "

"Who is your wife?" Xia Zhi blushed when she settled down. She didn't dare to look at Mo Qingchen's joking expression. She scolded hard, "no face!"

Mo Qingchen was scolded and didn't get angry. He said foolishly, "who is my wife? Who knows in his heart."

Xia Zhian: "..." I don't understand!

"But you," said Xia Zhian angrily, "have gone to bed."

They got into the bed, and Mo Qingchen skillfully hugged Xia Zhian. He was really proud.

From then on, he held Xia Zhian as a pillow, which was not a shameful face, but a matter of course.

After several replies, the graduation of the graduates and the extension of the extension were completely completed. When the Academic Affairs Office prepared the graduation certificate, it issued a notice to let all graduates return to school for the last time to deal with the matter of leaving school.

The monitor of Xia Zhian's class is a very responsible person.

The monitor went to get back the bachelor's clothes for taking photos very early and sent them to everyone.

The whole profession sat in the auditorium, and the dean of his professional college personally issued the graduation certificate.

After a series of formal processes, the whole class took a group photo on the campus.

"An'an," Qin Fangfang came towards Xia Zhian, affectionately took her arm and asked in a friendly tone, "I heard Yalan say that Mr. Yan we saw last time is your brother. Is it true?"

Xia Zhian frowned slightly. She didn't expect Zhou Yalan's mouth to be so fast. It was only a long time before she told it. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

However, since she has been known, she can't deny it any more.

"Well." Xia Zhian nodded.

Qin Fangfang's eyes suddenly lit up and complained with a little tenderness: "Ann, why are you like this? Don't you tell us such things?"

Xia Zhian thought that there was no need to explain this kind of thing, so she could only smile awkwardly.

At this time, Zhou Yalan also came over and said, "how about you? Are you sure? I didn't lie to you?"

"Well," Qin Fangfang nodded excitedly and asked Xia Zhian, "well... ANN, can we visit your house? Speaking of it, you are from city A. We haven't been to your house for so many years in college!"

Xia Zhian had a headache and explained, "in fact, I don't live with my family now. I still work there, so I live in his house."

"So, otherwise --" Xia Zhian wanted to say, don't go.

It happened that the monitor asked everyone to take a group photo. After taking it, he announced: "students, this is our last day together. We have been in College for four years, and today we have to draw a full stop."

"Since then, we have to go from place to place. I'm afraid it's hard to see such a gathering scene like today."

"Therefore, after the discussion of all the class members, we decided to organize a graduation trip. Rest assured that we will arrange everything and find a professional tour group. If any students are willing to participate, they can pay attention to the news in the class group. They are allowed to bring their families!"

The students discussed enthusiastically. Xia Zhian listened carefully. As for whether to participate, she can't decide yet, but she can pay attention to the news first.

Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan took advantage of this time as Xia Zhian agreed to their request.

"An'an, that's a good deal. After a while, I'll go to your house with Yalan." Qin Fangfang said happily, and gathered together with Zhou Yalan, whispering something.

Xia Zhi was silly when she settled down. She clearly wanted to refuse, but now... It seems that she has made a deal.

Looking at what Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan expected, Xia Zhian never had a chance to say those words. She sighed silently in her heart.

At the same time, I hope Mo Qingchen will not have too much opinion on this.

"That's it," said the monitor. "Goodbye, students!"

Everyone dispersed in twos and threes. Xia Zhian went back to her bedroom, packed up her last luggage and prepared to go home.

Knowing Xia Zhian's arrangement today, Mo Qingchen sent a driver to pick him up in advance.

But the driver waiting at the school gate was also a little silly at the moment. Why did Miss Xia go alone and become three when she came back?

However, as a driver, he has no say.

"Miss Xia, give me your luggage." the driver came forward and picked up the things in Xia Zhian's hand.

Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan looked at the luxury car and their eyes were shining.

No way, they used to be ordinary women at the same level, but now Xia Zhian has been upgraded to a big lady with a luxury car. Who can be a little sad?

Like Luo Yanqing, Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan were envious at most. After all, reincarnation is a technical job.

But it would really make people jealous if Xia Zhian changed his life another day.

"Wow, ANN, you have your own car now?" Qin Fangfang asked eagerly.

Xia Zhian was a little embarrassed and explained, "this is not my car, but Mr. Mo asked the driver to pick me up. This is his car."

Zhou Yalan looked at Xia Zhian vaguely, touched her shoulder and said, "Hey, it's just not yours now. In the future... It's yours sooner or later."

After understanding the hints in Zhou Yalan's words, Xia Zhian felt even more strange.

"Stop talking, let's get on the bus first." Xia Zhian had to say.

As a result, Xia Zhian sat in the co pilot, while Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan sat in the back row.

The driver watched his nose, nose and heart all the way. He didn't dare to glance more. When the car slowly drove into the Mohist villa, Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan's big mouth were almost round.

"God, it's too extravagant!" Qin Fangfang sighed.

"Yes," Zhou Yalan nodded. "People living in this villa community are either rich or expensive. Let alone the house price, it is estimated that the property fee is frighteningly high."

Xia Zhian was very embarrassed. No matter what, this is not her industry. She always felt inexplicably guilty, as if she was pretending to be a tiger and showing off her wealth through other people's capital.

Therefore, Xia Zhian hurriedly pulled the two people who looked blindly into the house.

"Fang Fang, Ya LAN, try whether these slippers fit." Xia Zhian took out two new pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them in front of them.

Zhou Yalan's eyes suddenly widened, and the surprised voice at her mouth was swallowed back, holding Qin Fangfang's arm tightly.

Qin Fangfang was hurt by her, frowned and asked, "Yalan, what are you doing?"

"Slippers!" Zhou Yalan whispered in her ear, "I'm going to faint. How come even slippers are luxury brands? Xia Zhian is really an immortal day!"

Xia Zhian didn't hear this. She was talking to the housekeeper. After all, she rashly brought her classmates home. It seemed that she was not straight and strong.

"Well, housekeeper, they are my classmates. They want to sit at home for a while." Xia Zhian said somewhat cramped. She regretted that she died, so she shouldn't be soft hearted.

"Oh," said the housekeeper. Xia Zhian's identity is not what it used to be. Naturally, he dare not have any opinion. He just said, "since he is Miss Xia's friend, I'll let someone prepare drinks and snacks."

"No, don't you?" Xia Zhian said. "I'll do it myself later."

The housekeeper doesn't dare to neglect Xia Zhian. What if Mo Qingchen knows and fires him?

He has to support his family. Of course, such a high paying job can't be lost.

"It's all right, Miss Xia. Just entertain your friends. I'll let the servant prepare it." then the housekeeper went to arrange it.

Xia Zhian rubbed her hands. It seemed that she was giving others trouble again.

After changing shoes, Xia Zhian led Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan to the living room and said, "sit down first. I'll change my clothes and come down."

Said to change clothes, in fact, Xia Zhian's real purpose is to inquire about the news.

She quickly walked around the upstairs room and found that Mo Qingchen had not come back. She should still be in the company, and the two children should still be in kindergarten at the moment.

Xia Zhian breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately changed her home clothes. As soon as she came out of the bedroom, she met Xia Yifan.

"Elder sister," Xia Yifan glanced downstairs and asked, "who is downstairs? Your friend?"

"Well," Xia Zhian nodded and explained, "isn't my roommate taking graduation photos today? After shooting, they said they wanted to come home, so I brought them."

Xia Yifan replied without much thought. He just felt that since he was his sister's friend, he should be polite, so he said, "well, I'll go downstairs with you."

Also, guests come to the house. As the "host's house", it's always bad to stay in the room all the time.

"OK," said Xia Zhian.

Xia Zhian took Xia Yifan to the living room, and Zhou Yalan's eyes lit up at once.

Among other things, since the confirmation of the relationship, Mexico's total shopping consumption has increased sharply.

He seems to be playing a costume game called "miracle an's tour around Mohism", and he is persistent in buying all kinds of clothes for Xia Zhian.

Even at ordinary times, Xia Zhian mostly wears her own old clothes when she goes out, but at home, in order to meet Mo Qingchen's eyes, she still fits in very well and wears what he likes.

This is no exception.

Zhou Yalan looked at Xia Zhian's latest home clothes of a brand, and her sour water was bubbling. At the same time, she also looked forward to it.

As long as she can find a rich second-generation boyfriend, she can have this kind of life!

"Ann, who is this?" Qin Fangfang looked at Xia Yifan and asked.

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is my brother, Xia Yifan." Xia Zhian pointed to Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan and said, "Yifan, this is Qin Fangfang and this is Zhou Yalan."

Xia Yifan nodded with a polite smile, but Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan stared at Xia Yifan.

Especially Zhou Yalan, her mind has been activated at the moment.

Xia Zhian's brother, shouldn't he also be Yan shaoting's brother?

In a word, Yan shaoting's infatuation with Luo Yanqing annoys Zhou Yalan. After all, she thinks she can't win Luo Yanqing, but -- isn't there another brother?

"Yifan, sit down." Zhou Yalan said warmly and invited Xia Yifan to sit next to her.

Qin Fangfang, who was next to her, asked persistently, "Ann, where's your boyfriend?"

"Oh, he hasn't come back yet. He should still be in the company." Xia Zhian said.

The servant had already brought up tea and snacks. Qin Fangfang took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said absently, "Oh, so..."

Knowing that Mo Qingchen is away, Qin Fangfang and Zhou Yalan are somewhat disappointed.

However, the appearance of Xia Yifan made Zhou Yalan see a new opportunity. She immediately wanted to hook up and took Xia Yifan to chat.

Xia Yifan was good at chatting. It was not difficult to deal with this situation, but after chatting for a few words, he still couldn't resist and moved farther away from Zhou Yalan.

Zhou Yalan was stunned and asked, "am I squeezing you?"

The eyes are as innocent as they are, but Xia Yifan is cold. He casually shows this kind of eyes to a strange man. Is it really good?

"No," Xia Yifan shook his head. "I just don't get used to your perfume," he said.

Then Xia Yifan rubbed the tip of his nose, which seemed to be a special dislike.

Zhou Yalan felt very embarrassed. He thought that the rich two generation used to be accustomed to the advanced perfume, and despise her perfume too cheap, too low and too pungent.

It really hurts people's self-esteem!

While Xia Yifan didn't pay attention, Zhou Yalan came to Xia Zhian.

"An an..."

Xia Zhian raised her eyes and looked at her as if she was wronged and sad. She immediately said nervously: "Ya LAN, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No," Zhou Yalan shook his head, as if he were very self abased. "Your brother dislikes the perfume on my body, maybe he thinks my stuff is too inferior."

Hearing this, Xia Zhian glared at Xia Yifan and thought how he could be so impolite and have no gentlemanly demeanor!

Xia Yifan's head is full of question marks. What did he do wrong? Why stare at him?

"I'm sorry, Yalan, I apologize for him," said Xia Zhian. She comforted Zhou Yalan and explained, "don't worry about it. What a pure boy is, a straight man knows what perfume? He does not despise you, he is too earthy, he doesn't understand anything!"

Xia Yifan's face turned black when he heard this.

How did he become a stinking man? He was too old to understand perfume. It was the perfume of this woman that smells terrible, and his sense of smell did not fail.

OK, Xia Yifan doesn't like it. Although he hasn't put on a bad face, his previous smiling face is put away.

Listening to Xia Zhian scold Xia Yifan, Zhou Yalan was also very embarrassed, so he helped him speak: "Ann, don't say that, it's all my fault, but... Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

Asked about this sensitive question, Xia Zhian's alarm bell rang for a moment, and then replied, "he's only a junior and hasn't made a girlfriend yet!"

"No..." Zhou Yalan thought in her heart and said, "however, boys are junior. In fact, they can make girlfriends. Look at those younger students in our school. Many of them fell in love when they first entered school!"

"Ha ha..." Xia Zhian smiled perfunctorily. She didn't want Xia Yifan to fall in love, but she didn't have to hurry.

"In that case, otherwise, ANN, please introduce me to your brother." Zhou Yalan said, with a faint expectation in her eyes.

Xia Zhi an was stunned. She was still tucking out in the first minute, and she was not understanding the style. Now she wanted to make complaints about it. It was faster than turning the pages.

However, Xia Zhian turned her head a little and guessed what Zhou Yalan was thinking.

After all, Zhou Yalan's dislike of poverty and love of wealth is very obvious, and because of her complex identity, it is easy to misunderstand.

Seeing that Xia Zhian didn't speak, Zhou Yalan immediately tried carefully: "why, ANN, aren't you happy? Or... I don't think I deserve your brother?"