Chapter 866

Qin Shuying didn't know any of those people, but in the crowd, the one with red coat and curly hair was Ji Mohan's mother Jiang LAN.

Jiang LAN seems to be in a good mood.

Jin Yu is the first granddaughter of the Ji family, which is a great event for the Ji family.

What's more, Jin Yu is pink, beautiful and lovely. She naturally wants to show off.

At this time, a group of old sisters were invited to the home.

"Look, this is my granddaughter. Does she look like me? Look..."

Jiang LAN picked up Jin Yu from the cradle and showed him one by one with a smile.

Jin Yu was not used to the scene of so many strangers. She was so anxious that she cried and her face was red.

But Jiang LAN doesn't care about her children's feelings at all. She still talks and laughs to her old sisters.

Qin Shuying looked at the scene, and his anger came up.

Directly came forward and picked up the child from Jiang Lan's hand.

"Ah, you..."

Jiang LAN saw that Qin Shuying didn't give her face at all in front of the crowd. For a moment, her old face couldn't be wiped away.

However, due to the presence of the public, they did not show it.

"Xiao Qin, let's show the children to the aunts and grandmothers."

Qin Shuying glanced at her faintly, "the baby is going to sleep. Let's see it tomorrow!"

After that, he took the baby and turned upstairs.

The little guy who had been crying all the time was stable in his mother's arms and didn't cry at all.

Watching Qin Shuying go away, the group of old sisters began to mutter.

"Sister LAN, is this your daughter-in-law?"

"Well, hey, that's hard to say. I'm sorry, everyone. I made you laugh today. I'll take you back first, and I'll show you the baby another day. "

Jiang LAN sent the old sisters out of the door. When she turned around, she saw Ji Mohan come out of the study.

Then she went up.

"Son! I don't think it's enough to let you come back with your children alone. How did you bring Xiao Qin back? "

Jiang LAN looked at Qin Shuying not present, then lowered the voice to say.

Ji Mohan took a light look at her and sat down in front of the sofa.

"If one day, I don't want you, will you feel bad?"

Jiang Lan's face turned black as soon as she heard it, but she had only Ji Mohan.

Ji Mohan is now the pillar of the whole Ji family and the pride of her life. Suddenly, she was flustered when he said that.

"Son, what do you mean? Are you listening to that fox spirit blowing pillow side wind again, she encourages you not to me, isn't she? "

Jiang LAN began to complain.

"Xiaoying is not the kind of person you said. I mean... You told me not to take Xiaoying but to bring Jinyu back. This is equivalent to that children don't want their own mothers. From Jin Yu's point of view, would you like to do this? "

Ji Mohan makes such a calm analysis that it's hard for Jiang LAN to say anything.

After a moment of silence, he sat down next to Ji Mohan.

"I don't want her either, but we Ji family are too small to keep this Buddha! She's always putting on airs. You just saw her. Several old aunts next door came to see the baby. Who is she going to show me? Just like our Ji family owes her a million! Yes, it's true that there was something wrong between our Ji family and her before. But she stabbed you twice. I haven't reckoned with her yet. "

Jiang LAN reproached and began to cry. Her eyes were red and she was wronged and said, "my son, the meat that fell from me, the knife that she poked at you is the one that poked at my heart. She stabbed you, she stabbed me! I'm Jiang Lan's darling. Why should I poke her. When you grow up, you fall and break your skin. It's hard for me for a long time. In her eyes, she doesn't take it seriously at all. How can I bear it when you say that

Ji Mohan sat on the sofa, his face darkened gradually.

"Ma, don't get involved in this matter. Life is my life with Xiaoying. Resentment, is also my resentment with her. We'll resolve it. If you're in the middle, things will get more and more chaotic. "

"Son, are you complaining about your mother again? Your mother gave birth to you and raised you. Are you still guilty of heartache? Your mother, I can't figure it out. I'm Jiang Lansheng's baby. Why should I be ruined like this? "

Jiang LAN wiped her tears with a paper towel.

Ji Mohan was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "it's very simple. Your son likes to be made cheap."

“……”

Jiang Lan was speechless, of course.

Although it's no use complaining about her son in my heart, I can't help it. Who told my son to cherish her.

I wiped my nose with a tissue.

"A man should have the courage to be a family leader. Otherwise you will suffer in the future... "

"Mom, I'm a little tired. Do you want me to be quiet for a while? I've been flying all day

Ji Mohan presses his temple wearily.

Jiang Lan was silent again. At last, she stood up and said to Ji Mohan, "I'll tell you something. Nianchun has come back!"

Ji Mohan put down his finger and looked at Jiang LAN, "what does it matter to me that she comes back?"

"You child, isn't she your first love?"

"Oh... She's married. What's her first love?"

"I met her mother today. Her mother said that she had left..."

"Well, I don't want to hear that. Don't talk about it any more."

Ji Mohan finally can't sit down. He gets up and walks toward the stairs.

Jiang LAN lowered her head and reached for the tissue in the paper box. She was not happy all the time.

This woman, as soon as she comes back, shows her face. She is not the old lady of the Qin family.

The Qin family has long fallen. Why is she so confident?

The more Jiang Lan thought about it, the more angry he was. He threw the paper towel into the trash.

At this time, Qin Shuying in the bedroom put Jinyu on the bed, and then stood by, watching the little girl slowly fall asleep.

The sound of pushing the door rang out. She looked up and saw a dark figure leaning behind the door. He just looked at her lightly.

Qin Shuying didn't say anything. She reached over the dressing table, took a box of hand cream, picked out a small lump, and daubed it gently on the palm and back of her hand.

Ji Mohan came silently, sat down with his hands on the mattress and looked up at her.

Under the light, Qin Shuying's skin was translucent, still as delicate as a girl's.

Ji Mohan reached over, pinched her chin, gently pulled to his face, "angry?"

Qin Shuying lightly pick eyebrows, "what gas?"

"I saw you go down to hold the baby just now... Are you angry with my mother?"

She grabbed his big hand and pushed it away. "No, I'm angry with you."