Chapter 703 (1/2)

Xiao Zhenjun also looked at him coldly.

Mo Jingshen makes a look at Mrs. Chen when they want to argue about the issue of seasonal warmth again. Mrs. Chen quickly says, ”Mr. Ji Dong, Mrs. Xiao Dong and Mrs. Mo need to rest now. Would you please leave the master bedroom and go to the living room on the first floor for tea?”

Xiao Zhenjun said coldly, ”I don't need to drink tea, but jinuan is like this now. I'm not sure. Next time I come to visit her, you don't stop. I promise you just look at her from afar, and I won't scare her again.”

Hearing that Xiao Zhenjun, who has always been a human being, has such a compromise, Ji Hongwen's calm expression is silent, and Chen Sao still asks them to leave with a smile.

As for Mo's depth of field, it's only a light, if nothing, look at them. Until both of them turn around and go out, considering Ji Nuan's illness, Mo's depth of field passes over their backs. At last, he leaves a light sentence to the servants outside the door: ”the people of the two families of Xiao Ji will come to the imperial garden next time, without blocking. It's necessary to tell them before they enter the door Me. ”

”Yes, Mr. mo.”

Mo Jingshen turns around and goes back to the bed. Looking at the little woman who is still hiding in the quilt, he sits beside the bed and pats her head with his hand: ”OK, everyone is gone.”

Say, help season warm just her own and disordered by the corner tuck in, no longer look at anyone outside the door.

Ji Hongwen and Xiao Zhenjun, who have gone downstairs, though they don't match each other very well, their new hatred and old resentment of more than 20 years is a knot in the heart.

But at this time, their hearts are the same idea.

No matter how arrogant they have met the rich.

But the son-in-law with such a cold, arrogant and indifferent attitude can only defeat his teeth and swallow them. He can't say a word.

So who is the closest person to seasonal warming?

Both the adoptive father and the natural father can't match the depth of the ink field.

……

In the master bedroom, Ji Nuan sat up from the bed, looked out from his head, and then bravely asked, ”those two people just said they were my father, how could I have two fathers?”

Mo Jingshen held the woman to his leg without saying a word, and then made a low laugh.

”Which one do you think is the most agreeable?”

”Not so pleasant, but why do I have two dads?”

Not so pleasant?

Mo Jing doesn't care about the light voice: ”if you don't like your eyes, just look at me.”

”Should I know them?”

He pulled his lips: ”when you are well, you will understand. Now what you say is also an indigestible memory.”

”Oh.” Ji Nuan sat in his arms with a confused face: ”but you all said I was hurt. I didn't see my body hurt when I took a bath last night. I touched it everywhere and didn't bleed. Why do you say I was hurt?”