Su Xiangwan finished his meal and returned to the room. Not long after, the servant brought a glass of milk.

"Little grandma, your milk!"

The servant came in with milk and shouted respectfully.

"Put it aside first!"

Su Xiangwan's intestines and stomach are not very good these days. It's still early and he doesn't want to drink milk.

The servant put the milk aside, glanced at Su Xiangwan, turned and went out.

Su Xiangwan was very bored sitting in the room. He picked up a book on the table at will and read it for a while. He always felt that his stomach was a little swollen.

He reached out and rubbed his stomach, put down the book, picked up the milk on the table and drank it gently.

Looking at the milk in my hand, a terrible idea flashed in my mind. Is it

Su Xiangwan carefully recalled what happened at night during this period. It seemed that he drank milk every time and had that kind of dream at night.

Taking the milk in his hand, Su Xiangwan put on his shoes, opened the door and went downstairs directly.

Su Xiangwan poured out the milk, made himself another glass of milk and went upstairs.

But all this soon reached Xu Luo's ears.

"Young master, she poured out the milk for the young grandmother tonight!"

Xu Luo stood there, trembling slightly.

Xu Luo was ready to be scolded by the man, but he didn't expect that the young master not only didn't get angry, but smiled.

"Nothing, a little later than I expected!"

The radian on the corner of the man's mouth magnified infinitely, just as he had expected.

"The young master had expected that the young grandmother would know that there was a problem with the milk?"

Xu Luo looked ignorant and felt that his young master was really black. Even his young grandmother teased him.

The man didn't answer him, but said coldly, "what's the second young master doing recently?"

"Not at this time, just..."

"Just what..."

Xu Luo swallowed his saliva and looked at the man. Young master, you told me to say it. If you are angry later, you can't find me to vent your anger!

"The second young master often stands in the garden and looks at Grandma's room in a daze!"

With that, Xu Luo kept staring at his young master for fear that he would throw himself out of here.

There is no emotion in the man's eyes. I don't know what he is thinking!

"It seems that the other side put pressure on him to start with Su Xiangwan!" the man took a glass of red wine, took a sip and said.

"But Grandma and you are only in name now. Why should she deal with her?" Xu Luo thought it was very strange. "Is it because she is your wife?"

The man's pretty peach eyes glanced at him, "isn't it stupid?" it may not be that simple.

Xu Luo touched the tip of his nose. I'm not stupid, okay!

It's you who are too clever to set off others!

The man glanced at Xu Luo and helplessly looked at his brother.

……

Nangong ink is not at home these days because several projects of the company have to be discussed abroad.

Last night, I received a call from the housekeeper saying that the old man had a heart attack. I hurried to deal with the matter on my hand and flew back overnight.

When he came back and saw the old man standing in front of him, the whole person was not calm.

Nangong Mo sat on the sofa angrily and looked at his parents.

My dear mother pretended to be Yi Rong and went to his company to choose his wife, but this is not the point. The point is that his father not only didn't stop, but also accompanied his wife. They really defeated him.

"Dad, you can't let mom mess with everything, okay?"

Nangong Mo looks cold and fierce outside, but as soon as he gets home, he immediately becomes a good son with full filial piety. Even if his parents do something that makes him very angry, he is helpless.

When Nangong Mo's mother (Xue Siwen) heard her son say this about herself, her tears immediately rolled in her eyes and said wrongfully, "Haotian, he said I was messing around?"

Nangong Haotian saw his wife with tears in her eyes and looked at him wrongfully. His heart was broken.

"Don't cry. I'll scold him later!" Nangong Haotian carefully wiped her tears with tenderness in her eyes.

Nangong Mo looked at his father's cautious appearance as if he was holding a peerless treasure. She was afraid that she would break if she tried hard.

"Xiao Mo, don't apologize to your mother. Anyway, your mother is for you!"

Nangong Haotian didn't forget to give Nangong Mo a look and motioned him to say a soft word, otherwise he would sleep on the sofa a few nights.

Nangong Mo really admires his mother. He uses this move every time, and his father gets it every time. Can't he change a new one?

With a deep sigh, he stood up and said, "forget it, I don't care!"

He picked up the coat on the sofa, put it on his body, took a look at the 'pitiful' mother and said, "if you hurt others at that time, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As the voice fell, Nangong Mo walked out with elegant steps.

Xue Siwen saw her son go out and jumped up from Nangong Haotian's arms.

"Look, I said no problem!"

Xue Siwen is well maintained. In her forties, she looks only 30 years old. She and Nangong Haotian fell in love and married freely. She married Nangong Haotian at the age of 19 and gave birth to Nangong Mo at the age of 20. In addition, she is a child's character, and she is not old.

"Wife, are you sure you want to find that little girl?"

Nangong Haotian knows his wife's character very well, but when he thinks that he is not so old, he has to dress up as an old man in his 70s and 80s, he is still a little upset!

The main problem is that he is so handsome, but he wants to be a bad old man. Isn't that detrimental to his image?

Of course Xue Siwen knew what he was thinking. She put her hands around his neck, put her red lips together and touched the water.

"Don't worry, no matter what you become, you are the most handsome in my heart!"

When Nangong Haotian heard her say this, all his worries were cleared away, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

"Come on! Do whatever you want?"

Nangong Haotian's expression of letting me out made Xue Siwen very happy.

Compared with Nangong Mo, Nangong Yu is obviously much calmer than him. When he receives a call from home, he doesn't go home first, but comes to Nangong Mo's office first.

As soon as Nangong Mo sat down, he saw Nangong Yu smiling. He picked up the documents on the table and threw them away.

Nangong Yu's head deviated and the document just fell into his hands.

"It seems that mom let you eat flat again!"

Nangong Yu shook his head, went to his desk and sat down, laughing.