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"Are you serious?"

The madame almost spat out her coffee. Although she managed to swallow it down gracefully in the end, she felt as if her throat had been scalded.

But that's not the point, the point is... He, Jane Wenmo, already had a wife?

What kind of fantasy was this?

"Of course it's true. He said it himself. I just got back from the hospital. "

"Hospital?"

The madame became even more anxious. "Why is he in the hospital?" Sick? Or did Rushing Crown's anger lead to her being hospitalized for her? "

But his grandson didn't seem like that sort of person.

Anyone who saw a woman and didn't make a single move would become infuriated?

Impossible.

She was probably overthinking it.

The old mistress' eyes kept rolling.

Mo Tingting could not guess the madame's thoughts, she could only say that she was just too surprised at finding out about this.

So he continued to speak with a wronged tone, "He's still fine. He accompanied that woman to the hospital for dinner. That woman's face was wrapped in gauze. "Grandma ~"

Mo Tingting shook the madame's arm, "Grandma, how could he fall for a plastic surgery woman? Isn't that too unworthy?"

He didn't want a natural one like her, but he definitely wanted a plastic surgery one. Wasn't there something wrong with his head?

"Are you sure?"

The old mistress' eyes were still filled with suspicion as she looked at Mo Tingting.

God.

Was his grandson's aesthetics just like that?

This also...

She couldn't sit still any longer. What should she do?

Putting down the coffee cup, the old lady suddenly stood up, "Alright, you don't have to say anymore. Leave this to me. "As for the result …"

The madame suddenly paused and glanced at Mo Tingting, "Alright, you don't have to bother about this matter."

With that, he put on a straight face as if he was too lazy to even say anything.

Mo Tingting looked at the old mistress as she left, her heart was in doubt.

What did this mean?

Angry?

It would be good if he was angry.

No matter how stubborn Jane Wenmo was, he couldn't be compared to the madame.

The hospital in the afternoon was slightly cold.

Mu An stared at the ceiling, bored out of his mind.

Lying there, he couldn't sleep.

These few days in the hospital, he slept all the sleep he hadn't had in years.

Under the meticulous care of Jane Wenmo, she ate and slept, and the only entertainment was to read books.

Fortunately, when the doctor changed the medicine today, he said that she had recovered quite well. If she wanted to go home and recuperate, she could as well.

She thought...

Could he convince Jane Wenmo to leave the hospital?

Just as he was thinking, he heard a sound coming from the door.

The bodyguard seemed to be talking, but he only said two words before he stopped talking.

Then, there was a knock on the door, and the door was pushed open from the outside. A woman about forty or fifty years old, dressed very well but holding a thermos in her hand came in.

"You are …"

Mu An looked at him in shock before hurriedly sitting up.

The woman stared at her, then smiled and said, "I'm Young Master Jane's nanny. She asked me to send you some soup, so that you wouldn't be hungry in the afternoon."

"Huh?"

Mu An felt a little stunned.

Didn't he already have one before this? Why would he look for another one now? Did he have the money to support himself?

However, no matter what he thought, he couldn't show it on his face. Smiling at this auntie, Mu An kept his surprise and said awkwardly, "I'm not hungry yet. I've already eaten quite a bit in the afternoon …"

Jane Wenmo, that bad guy, seemed to be afraid that she wouldn't get fat.

He actually fed her so hard.

Therefore, in the end, Young Master Jian only ate half of the rice while she ate half of the rice.

It felt like the contents of his stomach had yet to be completely digested.

"We must drink this soup. Jane, you should at least say that this soup is for beauty, it can help your face recover faster, just drink a small bowl."

As she explained, she scooped out the soup.

When he took the spoon to feed Mu An, he felt even more embarrassed.

She was not used to such enthusiasm.

He hurriedly used his hand to pick up the bowl, "I … I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

As for the aunt, she kept staring at her face. Mu An couldn't help but raise his gaze to look at the woman in front of him when he felt her fiery gaze.

"What happened to my face?"

"Is this the legendary face lift?"

This auntie had a face full of curiosity.

Mu An's mouth twitched as he awkwardly said, "No …"

"Then what happened?"

"It was cut by someone. It'll be fine after a few days."

"Oh!"

The aunt nodded as if she understood, but her eyes continued to size her up.

At the same time, Emperor Chen's group.

Just as Jane Wenmo came out of the meeting room, he returned to his office and saw an unexpected person.

He was dressed in simple yet elegant attire, but his aura was completely intact. On his face, which couldn't quite tell his age, there was no joy on his face when he saw him. Instead, there was a cold expression on it.

He glanced at Leng Yi, who was standing behind him.

"Leng Yi, you've been with Young Master Jane for quite some time, right?"

"Yes, yes …"

Leng Yi couldn't help but laugh. He wished that he could turn around and run for his life.

Why did the madame come here without any warning?

"You and Young Master Jane can be considered as brothers. I've always treated you as half a son! "

The madame continued. She sounded friendly, but her tone was cold and he didn't dare to reply. However, he knew that if he didn't say anything, it would only make things worse.

Therefore, he could only say helplessly, "Leng Yi has always remembered the madame's kindness in his heart. I dare not forget it."

There shouldn't be any loopholes in his words.

He remembered that saying on television.

Leng Yi thought to himself as he looked at the madame's reaction.

He could not help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no expression on her face. However, before he could recover his composure, he heard a loud smack on the table and the old mistress shouted angrily, "Since you dare not forget, why didn't you tell me that he had gotten married?"

The madame was so angry that the people who wanted to hand over their documents stopped in front of the door.

God, are they married?

This was a huge piece of news.

As for Leng Yi, he was truly terrified.

"Madame, this is Young Master Jian's personal matter. I can't interfere …"

He was really wronged.

"Don't you know how to report?"

Give her less of these excuses.

"Madam, I can assure you that I have already inspected it. According to your standards, I will definitely pass. The other party is a woman, and her looks are not bad either. Her character is also good, and she has a firm and hardworking personality. The most important point is, she might not like Jane. "

"What?"

The old mistress looked at Leng Yi in astonishment. Then, she looked at Jane Wenmo. Her ice-cold expression remained the same, but she did not retort … This...

"Not interested in him?"

What was wrong with her grandson?

Was it because he wasn't growing well, or because his family wasn't good, or because his ability to work wasn't strong? Or is it... Bad temper?

You don't like her grandson?