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"My wife!"

Jane Wenmo said without hesitation.

"You're still talking!"

Mo Tingting was extremely angry, Jane Wenmo coldly looked at her, "Is there a need for me to lie?"

That's right, that's right, that's right, especially when facing Mo Tingting. It was already good that he didn't use violence, why would he need to lie to her?

Jane Wenmo's face was filled with disdain. Mu An subconsciously wanted to take a look, but was met with a fierce glare from Jian Wenmo. Thus, he obediently ate his meal.

Alright, she was just a pampered little daughter-in-law that she couldn't even look at.

She was just looking at a beauty and didn't think about anything else.

"Alright, since it's your wife, then we'll see!"

Mo Tingting stomped her feet in anger and left after she finished speaking.

He was so angry.

Damn that Jane Wenmo, you want me to give up just because you randomly picked a woman?

My aunt told you that was impossible.

The man I like, I'm going to get him.

He had already left the sickroom, but he was still unwilling. He quickly walked back to the door of the sickroom and said with a stern voice, "Hey, that woman over there, you had better get the hell out of here, okay? "Otherwise, I'll let you …"

"Got it."

Without waiting for Mo Tingting to finish her threat, Mu An nodded with a friendly face.

She had seen a lot of threats like this. Everyone was threatening her in this way.

For example, if you don't listen to me, I'll let your mom do what she's used to doing.

However, with Mu An's nod, Jian Wenmo's expression darkened.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Tingting, "This grandpa has given you face, right?"

Annoyed.

Master Jian was angry.

Was it just because of Mo Tingting's threat?

Actually, it wasn't all of them, but what was going on with this woman in front of him? She couldn't remember what he told her, but she would nod whenever someone threatened her. She deserved a slap, right?

When Jane Wenmo shouted this, Mo Tingting was also shocked, but she felt more wronged.

She had given herself to him, and he was still so mean to her.

But look at that face, he didn't even know what kind of woman she was.

When had he ever been so gentle to others?

"Jane Wenmo, you bastard!"

Mo Tingting said angrily, and stomped away after swearing.

Mu An looked over and saw that Jane Wenmo was sitting down to continue eating. He could not help but ask foolishly, "Are we not going to chase them?"

"Chase?"

Jane Wenmo's voice carried a hint of danger.

Chase after what?

"It's not easy to coax a girl when she's angry."

"Why should I coax him?"

Low pressure plus one gear. He put down his chopsticks.

It seemed to be saying, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you if I leave first!"

"Isn't that your girlfriend?"

From the looks of it, they seemed to have a close relationship with each other. Otherwise, why would they enter openly?

Or did Jane Wenmo marry her to avoid this young lady? What was the misunderstanding between them?

"Xi Mian."

"Hmm?"

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Mu An subconsciously spoke.

"Is there something wrong with your head?"

Jane Wenmo reprimanded him without giving him any face.

Mu An's mouth twitched. She guessed wrong?

But...

"You all look rather familiar …"

"You saw it with your own eyes?"

He was really pissed off by her. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have let Mo Tingting in. He shouldn't have expected his wife's IQ.

"Two eyes saw it …"

She wasn't blind.

Mu An curled his lips.

Jane Wen Mo scoffed.

"Your brain …" Halfway through his sentence, he sighed helplessly. In the end, he had to explain, "She's the one who drugged me."

"Huh?"

Mu An's brain short-circuited.

Drug Jane Wen Mo?

"If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be so lucky."

Jane Wenmo glanced at him unhappily. "Go ahead and eat. I have no interest in her." "Also, if your brain dares to think too much, I'll just directly change your brain."

"…"

Is there such a thing?

She was just asking, just curious.

However, was it really just curiosity?

Or was there a sense of selfishness in her heart that even she hadn't discovered?

After Mo Tingting left the hospital, the anger in her heart desperately needed to find an outlet to vent.

She needed to quickly prove if this matter was true or not.

He called for a taxi and went straight to the mansion.

The moment she saw the ancient gate, Mo Tingting's heart thumped.

This wasn't the first time he had come here, but he still didn't feel at ease at all. If what Jane Wenmo said was true, what was she to do?

Making a ruckus with the madame, or …

Thinking of all sorts of possibilities, his steps had already sped up as he walked out.

"Jane Wenmo, I, Mo Tingting, won't believe your lies. I'm also not someone who will give up so easily. No matter what, I want to be with you."

Clenching her fists, Mo Tingting quickly walked into the villa.

In the living room, when Mo Tingting arrived, the old mistress was pruning the flowers.

The moment he saw Mo Tingting, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. He then smiled and said, "Tingting ah, how about you come over and take a look at my flowers?"

When Mo Tingting heard this, she immediately had a smile on her face.

After seeing the flower pot in front of the madame, even though it wasn't very pretty, how could Mo Tingting, who liked to say pretty things, give up on this opportunity? She smiled and said, "The madame looks good no matter what she cuts. There is a certain charm to her posture."

"Haha, really?"

The madame seemed very happy to be told so.

He took the scissors and cut a few more times, but then frowned in dissatisfaction. "I still don't think it looks good."

"No, it's already pretty."

Although she didn't know how to use art, he could still tell that she wasn't good-looking.

The madame threw the scissors away sulkily. "Never mind, I won't cut it for now." On the other hand, why are you free to come and see an old man like me? "

The madame was a perceptive person.

Since she was able to nurture a calligraphy piece, how could she be stupid?

How could she not know who was thinking what?

It was just that grandson of his …

She didn't pick anymore.

"Grandmother, what are you talking about …" I'm here to see you! "

"Yo!"

Old Mistress Jane gave a faint smile. "You're still hiding something in front of me. Girl, you …" "It's really not pleasing."

When Lady Jane said this, Mo Tingting's heart instantly leaped into her throat.

She didn't care if she wasn't liked by Jian Wenmo, as long as he caught her eye, she wouldn't be afraid of anything. However, after hearing what the madame had to say, Mo Tingting's heart almost turned cold.

And then she quickly said, "Grandma, this thing... "I don't know how to explain it to you, but …"

"What is there to say? "If you hide it like this, even if I want to be your judge, I still don't have the strength to do so."

Taking the shawl from the servant, the madame sat at a small table in the back garden, sipping the freshly brewed coffee.

Mo Tingting looked at him and after a moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes and said, "Jane Wenmo said he has a wife!"