Mo Yan arrived at Jiangrong at ten o'clock in the morning. Zhang Zhiqin picked her up at the airport and they went to Zhang's house together.
This time, Mo Yan also brought a lot of Kyoto specialties and bought gifts for Zhang Zhiqin's parents.
When they arrived at Zhang Zhiqin's house, as soon as Mo Yan entered the door, Zhang Song came up to greet her with a smile.
"You are Mo Yan, right? Hello, nice to meet you. I am Zhiqin's father."
Mo Yan smiled sweetly, a little shyly like a young girl, and bowed slightly to Zhang Song.
"Hello uncle, you can just call me Xiaoyan. Sorry to bother you. These are some small things I brought for you and Auntie. I don't know how to buy them, so I don't know if you like them."
As he said this, he brought the seven or eight bags in his hand in front of Zhang Song.
"That's too expensive, Xiaoyan. Don't be so polite next time. Just come over. Uncle will make you something delicious!"
"Thank you, uncle."
When Zhang Song saw that Mo Yan was beautiful and so sensible and well-behaved, he couldn't stop smiling and was about to take the gift.
Zhang Zhiqin had become accustomed to Sister Mo's acting skills and laughed foolishly while watching her.
Cough cough.
A cough was heard in the living room, and Zhang Song suddenly didn't dare to move.
At this time, Guo Shuxian walked over slowly and looked at Mo Yan calmly.
Mo Yan also looked at Guo Shuxian with a smile.
Zhang Zhiqin and Zhang Song suddenly felt as if the air had stagnated, their whole bodies seemed to be frozen, and they dared not even breathe.
Somehow, a picture popped up in Zhang Zhiqin's mind:
Two peerless female swordsmen stood on top of the Forbidden City, confronting each other coldly. Although they did not draw their swords, the enormous oppressive force made the people watching the fight speechless.
"Hello, Auntie."
Finally, it was Mo Yan who took the lead in breaking the stagnant atmosphere.
"Hello, Miss Mo, please come in."
Guo Shuxian didn't smile, but just made a gesture to invite her in.
"Thank you, Auntie."
Mo Yan seemed unaware of Guo Shuxian's obviously cold attitude. She walked into the living room with a sweet and slightly shy smile on her face.
"Ms. Mo, please take a seat."
"Okay, Auntie."
Mo Yan sat down on the sofa, and Guo Shuxian sat opposite her. Zhang Zhiqin was about to sit down next to Mo Yan when Guo Shuxian glanced at her and she quickly said,
"I'll make some tea."
Ran into the kitchen.
"Xiaoyan, don't be so reserved. Just treat it like your own home... Hey Zhiqin, do you know where the tea is? Let me help you."
Zhang Song was halfway through his words when he was swept into the kitchen by Guo Shuxian's gaze.
"Dad, what should I do?"
Zhang Song walked into the kitchen dejectedly, and Zhang Zhiqin hurriedly asked in a low voice.
"What should we do? It's all your fault. Go out and help liven up the atmosphere!"
Zhang Song glared at Zhang Zhiqin.
"I dare not..."
Zhang Zhiqin stuck her head out to look outside, but was immediately forced back by the fierce aura.
"Besides, Sister Mo has already told me not to say anything bad today, and she will have a good talk with my mother."
"Xiaoyan talked to your mother herself?" Zhang Song asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid your mother will eat her?"
"Dad, don't be fooled by how well-behaved Sister Mo is now. She's just pretending. In fact, Sister Mo is very powerful.
As soon as she glares at me, I dare not even move a finger!"
Zhang Zhiqin whispered to her father.
"real?"
Zhang Song was a little bit unbelievable. The first impression of Mo Yan, who was well-behaved and shy, was too deep.
"Of course it's true. That's how Sister Mo got my aunt."
Zhang Zhiqin nodded affirmatively.
Zhang Song looked at him, his eyes suddenly filled with a sense of shared ideals, or perhaps sympathy. He sighed and said,
"He is indeed my son. Your mother was the same back then, smart and powerful. I don't know how she subdued me.
In the end, I actually feel quite happy. I have lived without any complaints for so many years. Sigh..."
Zhang Zhiqin was stunned. Isn't this exactly the same as her own?
"Dad, you mean, Mom and Sister Mo are both powerful women? Then who is more powerful between the two of them?"
"I don't know. Anyway, neither you nor I can do anything about this matter. It depends on your girlfriend's ability."
The cowardly father and son were whispering in the kitchen for a while, but they didn't hear the fight outside. They were about to go out to investigate when they suddenly heard Guo Shuxian's voice:
"Both of you come out, we're going out for dinner with our guests."
"Okay, wife!"
"Yes, Mom!"
The two men were startled and agreed in unison.
When leaving, Zhang Zhiqin secretly glanced at Mo Yan, and Mo Yan smiled at him, telling him not to worry.
Zhang Zhiqin looked at Guo Shuxian again, and seeing his mother's expressionless face, he felt even more uneasy.
After the four of them left the house, Guo Shuxian asked Zhang Song to drive to a famous Chinese restaurant in Jiang Rong.
After entering the restaurant's private room and sitting down, Guo Shuxian handed the menu to Mo Yan, "Ms. Mo, you are a guest, what dishes would you like to eat?"
"Auntie, you can just call me Xiaoyan." Mo Yan said with a smile.
"How can I do that? Miss Mo is only a dozen years younger than me. It's not excessive for you to call me sister. How can I call you that casually?"
Guo Shuxian also answered with a smile.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became tense.
Zhang Song wanted to smooth things over, but was stopped by Guo Shuxian's look.
Zhang Zhiqin was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Mom, Mo Da...Mo Yan and I are actually not that far apart in age."
Guo Shuxian glanced at her son and said earnestly: "Zhiqin, you are still young and don't understand many things. Miss Mo is indeed very beautiful now, but in ten years,
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