Su Yiren had already walked quickly to the door of the main house.

She could hear the laughter coming from the living room from the entrance. Those who could enter the living room were probably the relatives and distinguished guests of the Mo family. Those who were not closely related dared not enter.

She didn't know what they were talking about, but she seemed to hear Mo Jingchuan's laughter.

Her brows wrinkled. She rarely heard Mo Jingchuan laugh out loud. Even when he was in a good mood, he only had a little smile on his face, which made people feel that he was in a good mood.

Such a hearty and cheerful laughter -

she slightly leaned her head to take a look inside, and happened to catch a glimpse of Mo Jingchuan's smiling profile.

It was completely different from his usual cold and stern appearance.

Opposite him sat a pretty woman, who was talking to him with a smile, making everyone laugh from time to time, and the atmosphere seemed very lively.

Su Yiren knew the woman, she was the daughter of Mo Jingchuan's biological mother's cousin, and her name seemed to be Zheng Qian.

In the five years since she and Mo Jingchuan got married, she had only met Zheng Qian twice, and they were just nodding acquaintances. This time it was not a festival, Mo Jingchuan was just holding a banquet to celebrate the New Year, but Zheng Qian actually came?

And she looked quite likable.

The living room was bustling, and it was obvious that Zheng Qian had become the focus of the relatives, and everyone was talking and laughing around her.

Su Yiren was hesitant about whether to go in and report the news, but Mo Jingchuan in the living room accidentally saw her and waved at her with a smile, "Qiqi, what are you doing standing there? Come in!" "

Qiqi, come in!"

He shouted eagerly, and immediately attracted the attention of everyone else in the living room.

It was rare to see him so enthusiastic towards someone.

Su Yiren, who was in doubt, was called out by him suddenly. She could only calm down and walked into the living room with a gentle and generous smile, "I have something to tell you, can you come over?"

"It's okay, come over and tell me."

Mo Jingchuan was sitting on the sofa, and the wheelchair was put aside. It was more troublesome to get up, so he told her to just come over, "My mother's relatives are here, you can come over and sit for a while."

Su Yiren had already seen the old lady in the main seat, that is, Mo Jingchuan's grandmother.

The old lady looked at her fiercely, and there were several young people around her, all staring at her curiously and unkindly, and I don't know where the hostility came from.

"I'll finish telling you something and then I should go home."

Su Yiren had no interest in dealing with the relatives of the Mo family. Her gentle smile was obviously alienated. The old lady seemed to snort, "Jingchuan, whose girl is this? She seems to be very arrogant."

"She's a very good friend of mine."

Mo Jingchuan didn't tell the old lady in detail. He just called Su Yiren over with a genuine smile in his eyes, "What do you want to say?"

"Come closer to my ear." Since she had already come in, Su Yiren just wanted to get the matter over with as soon as possible and leave. After Mo Jingchuan slightly leaned over, she told him what she had just seen.

She spoke very quickly, and she stood up straight in less than half a minute.

But as she approached, Mo Jingchuan smelled that faint and elegant fragrance again, like orchid and musk. Although the smell was light, it seemed to be engraved in his memory and lingered for a long time.

He was a little dazed for a moment.

"Did you hear clearly?"

He looked dazed and confused, so Su Yiren had to remind him in a stronger tone. However, before Mo Jingchuan could say anything, the old lady was unhappy again, "Why are you

so fierce?" "Auntie, don't be angry."

Zheng Qian comforted her and looked at Su Yiren, but didn't say anything else.

Su Yiren raised her eyebrows and said in a light voice, "I'm talking to Mo Jingchuan about important things. If you think my tone is wrong, don't listen."

She had never dealt with the old lady, but from these two short sentences, she could guess what kind of person the old lady was.

She would have the necessary respect for such a person, but not much.

The old lady's face suddenly became ugly.

Su Yiren pretended not to see it and poked Mo Jingchuan's shoulder with her fingertips, "I've already told you what happened. It's up to you to decide how to deal with it. I'm leaving

now." "No."

Mo Jingchuan quickly grabbed her hand... the sleeve on her wrist. Seeing her glaring at him, he snorted and said, "I'll ask someone to take care of it, but don't forget what you promised me. The party isn't over yet."

She was so impatient to slip away?

Su Yiren glared at him.

But seeing his ruffian smile, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal, she could only say angrily: "Remember, I will only stay until the end of the banquet."

"Well, I'll take you home after it's over."

"No need."

Su Yiren didn't want to expose her little nest under his nose. Fortunately, Mo Jingchuan didn't force her. He talked and laughed with her in a low voice. However, although the sofa area was large, people close to them still heard those deliberately suppressed words.

Especially the old lady and those young people.

They were close to each other, which made it convenient for them to chat and talk. At this moment, they heard the words of Mo Jingchuan and Su Yiren clearly, and their faces became bright.

When Su Yiren noticed the thorny eyes, the faces of those relatives had turned black as charcoal.

She immediately shut up, "I'll go outside and take a look, you guys chat." She

had no interest in looking at their expressions.