Chapter 351

Mo Lingwei bit her lip, unable to speak: "It was he who forced me to write it."

Thinking of Feng Shaojin's shameless and tricky tricks, Mo Lingwei only felt her cheeks burn.

Mo Lingyuan didn't bother to criticize her anymore: "Since you're back, the commander-in-chief must have received the news, and someone will come to pick you up another day."

Mo Lingyuan coughed lightly, and his tone softened a lot: "Your sister-in-law is not feeling well and is still recuperating. If you have nothing to do, don't stay in the room reading all the time. Go see her when you have time and accompany her." Talk more.

She also knows medicine and painting, so you must be able to chat. "

Mo Lingwei looked at Mo Lingyuan in surprise, and asked abruptly, "Brother, do you like sister-in-law very much?"

Mo Lingyuan's ears turned red, "Why did you say that?"

"Just a casual question." Mo Lingwei saw the unprecedented shyness on Mo Lingyuan's face, and she understood it in an instant.

I really didn't expect that my brother, who was always cold-hearted, would have such an embarrassing moment.

Thinking of the one who lived in Lanlou, Mo Lingwei felt lost. Could it be that men in this world, even if their hearts belonged, would still have other women?

Mo Lingwei put down the scroll: "I'll go see my sister-in-law when she wakes up during her lunch break."

Mo Lingyuan nodded lightly: "She is young and straightforward, so she is easy to get along with."

After a pause, Mo Lingyuan said again: "The first young master of the Gong family is back. In a few days, the second young master of the Gong family will also return to Jincheng with Jin Yu. You should know what I mean."

Hearing this, Mo Lingwei's eyes moved slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "I see."

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Lying in bed all day, Chu Yunyao felt that mold was about to grow on her body, so she asked Bao'er to find a wheelchair and push it around.

Autumn is high and crisp, and the fallen leaves are withered.

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the backyard were withered one after another, and the servants were cleaning the backyard carefully.

Chu Yunyao leaned on the back of the wheelchair, lazily basking in the sun, saying hello to the passing servants.

Wherever I looked, I saw a woman wearing a white magnolia gauze dress and a plum blossom skirt that dragged the floor, squatting by the lotus pond to feed small fish.

Her long black hair was neatly bundled behind her back like a waterfall and tied with a white ribbon. She has an exquisite figure and a first-class posture. Just by looking at her back, one can feel the elegant temperament of the woman.

Chu Yunyao signaled Bao'er to go to the lotus pond, and asked, "Is that the eldest lady of the Mo family?"

Bao'er nodded: "Yes, people in the house say that the eldest lady looks like a fairy descended from the earth, and it is true."

Just as she was talking, she saw the woman turn around and look towards Chu Yunyao, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

A line of poetry immediately appeared in Chu Yunyao's mind: Once you look at the city of Qingren, then you look at the country of Qingren.

I thought that Nan Yan's beauty was unique, but I didn't expect that there would be a woman comparable to Nan Yan.

Chu Yunyao had a natural liking for good-looking women. Now that she saw Mo Lingwei, she immediately fell in love with her, and greeted her happily: "Are you feeding the fish?"

Bao'er lowered her voice and reminded from behind: "Miss, from the perspective of seniority, you are the sister-in-law of the eldest lady, don't you just put on airs?"

It is said that the young lady of a rich family is spoiled and spoiled, just look at the second young lady of the Mo family. Who knows what kind of temperament this young lady is?

Chu Yunyao didn't care, "What kind of airs are you putting on, this Miss Mo is so beautiful, she feels refreshed after a few more glances, why are you talking about those vain things?"