Chapter 1798

Fang Jiamei just wants to have a good breakfast with Mo Yiheng, fill her stomach and think about other things.

But I didn't expect that the coincidence of reality is not allowed at all.

Looking at the gentle woman in front of her, Fang Jiamei holds Mo Yiheng's hand tightly.

Lin Qingwan stepped forward and looked at Fang Jiamei with a smile: "when did Jiamei come back? Why didn't you go home? "

The woman in front of him was Fang Shaozhong's real wife. She was dressed in a purple dress and her hair was in the back of her head. She got old in time and had a different style. She was elegant all over.

Fang Jiamei felt sick when she looked at the fake smile on her face. Without waiting for her to speak, the man beside her had already helped her to speak: "Mrs. Fang, what a coincidence."

Lin Qingwan looked at Mo Yiheng and nodded gracefully: "it's master mo. her father told me that you are married. I still don't believe it. When are you going to have a wedding?"

Fang Jiamei really didn't want to hear her so hypocritical greetings. She was more vicious than anyone, but she pretended to be a gentle stepmother.

Mo Yiheng lowered his eyes, symbolically hooked his lips, "to see the meaning of Jiamei."

He has seen Lin Qingwan several times. She is very elegant and does very well everywhere. However, after listening to Fang Jiamei's description of their family, he also knows that the superficial good is just the hypocrisy.

Lin Qingwan had a famous bag on her wrist, followed by two servants, with some breakfast in her hand. She looked at Fang Jiamei and said with a smile, "it's your good fortune that you want to marry master Mo, or you should arrange to get married earlier. If you decide, your father can rest assured."

Fang Jiamei looked at her coldly and said sarcastically, "Oh? Does he care about me? It's amazing. "

It seems that she didn't expect to say that in public. Lin Qingwan's face was stiff. He looked at Mo Yiheng and said with a smile, "you are your father's daughter. How can he not care?"

Fang Jiamei couldn't help rolling her eyes and looking to the other side, "don't laugh. There's no outsider here. There's no need to act. I know better about my father than anyone else. If he's really good to me, why don't he disclose my identity?"

Fang Jiamei looked directly into her eyes with a little twinkle. "If he had disclosed my identity earlier, would I have been scolded as a wild child for so many years?"

Okay?

Oh, only when we use her can Fang Shaozhong think of her daughter.

Mo Yi Heng side Mou looking at her eyebrow eye, holding her hand tight tight tight.

Seeing that Mo Yiheng was in love with her, Lin Qingwan naturally didn't say much. Her face was a little tense, but she still gave an embarrassed smile: "your brother is back. He likes to eat this family's breakfast. I'll buy it for him. Now that you are back, you can make time to go home."

Then he left with the two servants.

Fang Jiamei lowered her head slowly and felt sad for a moment.

Mo Yiheng took her shoulder and said, "let's go and have dinner."

Fang Jiamei nodded and followed him upstairs.

But the mood did not have, also did not eat how many things, on the contrary in the heart especially blocked flustered.

Every time I see this woman, she feels uncomfortable.

Mo Yiheng took her back to the company, looking at her low mood and comforted: "don't spoil your mood for some unimportant people, they are nothing."

Fang Jiamei blinked, looked at him, pulled her lips, and pulled his mouth low: "do you think I'm hypocritical? Actually, my mom It's a third party. I don't think she should be like this. "