Chapter 145: Each Has His Own Mind, Who Has the Upper Hand

The next evening, Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen returned to Mo's house together and saw several cars parked in the front yard.

It was just that Director Mo returned to the country once, and there were so many cars following him.

As the person in power of the Shine Group, it is indeed extraordinary. There are countless bodyguards behind Huiguo, and even the cars of the bodyguards are all luxury cars with a value of no less than one million, which is really not an ordinary pomp.

When the two entered the Mo family, because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, there was already a festive atmosphere in the house.

As soon as they walked into the front hall, they saw that Mr. Mo and Mo Shao were having a slow chat with Father An over tea, as if they were talking about something worthy of happiness, with smiles on their faces.

An Shuyan sat beside An's father, raised his eyes and saw Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen walk in with their fingers interlocked.

When Mo Shao saw this scene, his smiling face instantly sank. He glanced at An's father. When An's father saw Ji Nuan, his eyes became more detached and cold, and he was even more cautious. Winking, looking at Ji Nuan.

"Grandpa." Ji Nuan greeted Mr. Mo like no one, with a natural look, not being swayed by those people's eyes, and then calmly looked at Mo Shaoze, who was not very good-looking: "Dad."

Mo Shao withdrew his eyes coldly, and didn't even respond.

Ji Nuan didn't feel embarrassed, smiled and looked at Father An again: "Hello, Mr. An, I'm Jingshen's wife, my name is Ji Nuan."

After all, Ji Nuan's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, and people can't fault it. No matter how unhappy An's father is, he can't be as obvious as Mo Shaoze, not to mention the old man Mo who is sitting on the side with a smile.

"You're welcome, Miss Ji, sit down." Father An replied.

An Shuyan also showed a very polite smile, looking at Ji Nuan, and then at Mo Jingshen.

Mo Jingshen had already carried the gift box Ji Nuan had just bought on the road, and handed it to the housekeeper, Obo, and said, "Ji Nuan heard that Dad and Uncle An are about to return to the United States, and know that it is rare to drink authentic good domestic tea abroad. I also know that Dad and Uncle An have a hobby of tasting tea for many years, so I specially bought a few boxes of Biluochun before coming here."

Mo Shaoze still has obvious dissatisfaction on his face, but after all, this is not the time to instigate privately. After seeing Ji Nuan entering the door, he has always had a natural and humble attitude. He really can't find any reason for it. Wudu frowned, and replied coldly, "Well, let it go."

Just as Oubo was about to take the boxes of tea they brought to the back, Mr. Mo suddenly turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Is it Dongting Biluochun? This is indeed an authentic good tea that is hard to buy abroad. I It's been a long time since I've had Biluochun, come on, take the tea that Ji girl brought and make it, I'll try it first!"

"Okay, old man." Ouber left in response.

"Girl Ji, don't stand there stupidly, what are you doing in front of the door when you go back to your house? Come and sit here with grandpa!" The old man waved to Ji Nuan again.

Ji Nuan walked over with a smile, looked at each other with Mo Jingshen, and the two sat beside the old man.

"Speaking of which, it's the second time I've seen Miss Ji." An Fu suddenly spoke at this moment, his eyes filled with inquiry, and looked at Ji Nuan like this: "At the dinner party with Shine that day, I didn't have the chance to meet Miss Ji. Speaking of which, just remember that Jingshen took you upstairs, Miss Ji was feeling unwell at the time?"

What happened to Ji Nuan that day, almost everyone who is sitting now knows that Mo Shaoze, the initiator, is sitting next to him, but Father An asked this, obviously he was deliberately attacking.

Ji Nuan smiled calmly: "That day, I accidentally greedy, drank too much, and fell asleep in the bathroom. If the depth of field hadn't found me, I guess I could have slept in it all night. I was too embarrassed that day. , Mr. An, please don't make fun of me."

But Mr. Mo cooperated and laughed beside him, and the others naturally couldn't laugh.

Her answer was too candid, like a child who accidentally drank too much alcohol and begged for mercy in front of the elders, but she was free from being instigated, which made Father An involuntarily narrow his eyes.

Mo Jingshen smiled and said calmly, "This little fact between husband and wife should not be put on the table, she usually doesn't have the opportunity to drink, and her alcohol intake is indeed poor, that night she just drank a few glasses of champagne and went to find it. I fell asleep in a place, making it hard for me to find it."

"You'll get drunk after a few glasses of champagne. Miss Ji's alcohol capacity is really not that great." An Fu also smiled, the smile not reaching the bottom of his eyes.

"Mr. An, you really made fun of me. I used to take medicine when I was a child, and I was allergic to alcohol in those years. When I grew up, I was no longer allergic, but my father never let me drink it. I am a bit stubborn and feel that others can If I drink, I can also drink, so I often find opportunities to drink a few secretly, but every time I get drunk..." She said and laughed: "The depth of field is always in charge of me, that night I secretly hid by the side to drink. After a few drinks, I almost made a joke..."

Ji Nuan lowered her eyebrows again, as if she was embarrassed: "Jingshen has talked about me a lot these days, and it is estimated that I won't let me touch a drop of wine in the future. He is stricter than my father."

An's father's smile faded a little, and he looked coldly at Ji Nuan who had been smiling all the time. He was already a little unhappy, but he didn't say it clearly.

A man would take care of his wife in such a way that even trivial matters like drinking should be watched all the time. The implication is that Mo Jingshen really cares about Ji Nuan.

Mo Shao could hear that Ji Nuan, a clear-headed little girl, was deliberately pacifying his father's army, and his cold voice suddenly sounded: "If you are not drinking enough, go out and walk around less, after all, Mrs. Mo's name is still hanging on her head. , if you drink a few drops of alcohol in public one day and become drunk, you will not only lose your own face."

As soon as Mo Shaoze said these words, before the others spoke, Mr. Mo glared at him first: "What shame? No matter whether Ji girl is at home or outside, her behavior is hard to pick. Something went wrong!"

Mo Shao's sharp eyes froze: "In the public, being held back to the room by Jingshen in public, isn't that shameful enough?"

"Under the public, whose style is the most irresistible..." Mo Jingshen said lightly, his voice was cold: "Do you really want to say why here?"

It sounded like Mo Jingshen's voice was no different from his usual tone, but everyone present keenly heard the undercurrent of repression and obscurity. It only took a moment of distraction, as if they could be swayed by his calm voice. Frozen to the point of freezing.

Mo Shaoze's face was filled with anger: "Jingshen, what do you mean by that?"