Chapter 17 (1/2)

LAN Enron just stepped into the door and saw two men sitting in the hall drinking tea with LAN Tingyun.

There are some extremely valuable gifts stacked at the door. It seems that everything is valuable.

LAN Enron guessed that Mo Jinrong came to propose marriage.

Seeing the girl who came in at the door and thought she was very beautiful, the housekeeper Mo San pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose. An incredible flash flashed in his eyes. It is said that the eldest miss of the blue family is unparalleled in beauty. It seems that she is.

Following Mo Jinrong, he naturally met many beautiful women, but it was the first time for him to see such a young beauty.

He said with a smile.

”It seems that this is the eldest miss of the blue family. LAN Enron.”

LAN Enron nodded and didn't speak. Her eyes fell on the man in a suit. She was wearing a white suit with red lips and white teeth. A pair of black and shiny eyes were staring at her quietly.

She could feel a flash of amazing light in Mo Jinrong's eyes, and he looked at her like this in his previous life.

”Enron, let me introduce you. This is master Mo Jinrong, and on the side is the steward mo.”

LAN Tingyun introduced politely and comprehensively.

He looked up and down at Mo Jinrong and the housekeeper. In front of him, Mo Jinrong was as ugly as the rumor, but the housekeeper was really good-looking.

LAN Tingyun feels very inappropriate. How can such an ugly appearance match his daughter.

LAN Enron didn't speak, held back his smile, put down his bag, sat quietly on the chair, and looked at Mo Jin with bright eyes.

Mingming's station is mo Jinrong. LAN Enron recognized him at a glance. He changed his position with the housekeeper.

”Sweet, don't talk nonsense. Go and play. Children are not sensible. Don't mind.”

LAN Tingyun said awkwardly.

”Hello, I'm LAN Enron.”

LAN Enron's voice was weak, and he introduced himself in a soft voice.

Mo Jin looked up and down at the girl in front of her. She didn't look like a shrewish in human words. She was wearing a student's dress. A touch of blue on her white coat seemed to be dotted. Her delicate face and white slender swan neck extended to the clavicle.

With long black hair and big watery eyes, everything is perfect and just right.

He had determined that Lan Enron was the wife of Mohs group, and she was very suitable.

”Cough, Miss LAN, I'm here to propose marriage today.”

Mo San didn't say much, a negotiating posture.

LAN Enron nodded, with a faint smile on her face. She guessed right.

Not at all, LAN Enron thought contemptuously.

”It's not impossible for me to marry into the Mohist family, but the Mohist family needs to give me some extra bride price. It's not enough just at the door. I need to have the same rights as you. I also want to divide a house of the Mohist family. As long as you promise, I'll marry you.”

LAN Enron smiled.

The identity of the young Mohist grandmother is not simple. It is even more rare that she has the same ability as Mo Jinrong. She needs this identity very much.

A house can be used as her secret stronghold. It's a secret that no one knows.