Chapter 93
She scratched her hair and got out of bed, went straight into the bathroom, washed up, and took a hot shower by the way.

But she didn't have a change of clothes, and she didn't know where her clothes went last night.

After going out the door, she looked around the huge house.

It is decorated in a tough modern minimalist style, and the main theme of the house is black, white and gray. "Young Madam, are you awake?"

When she was standing in front of the stairs in a daze, an old woman in her fifties downstairs looked at her with a smile.

"I have nothing to do with Mo Yichen." An Nianxi went downstairs while talking.

"I'm sorry." The other party said with a smile, "but the young master told me to call you that. Are you and the young master a fiancée? Sooner or later, it doesn't matter."

An Nianxi frowned slightly, but she was too lazy to argue with an old woman who didn't know the inside story.

But the other party went on to say: "Young Madam, you can call me Mama Zhang. The young master said you drank too much last night, so I made you a bowl of hangover soup. Come and drink it after you wash up. Hangover Is it uncomfortable? The young master often drinks too much when he goes out to socialize, and he must drink a bowl of this hangover soup the next day, and I guarantee that he will feel comfortable immediately after drinking it."

After speaking, she put a bowl of milky white soup in front of her.

An Nianxi really felt that her stomach was burning uncomfortably, and she was dizzy and unresponsive, so she refused to drink the bowl of hangover soup.

The taste has a hint of Chinese herbal medicine. She doesn't like it too much, but it does feel a lot better after drinking it.

Mama Zhang was also very happy to see her finish drinking the hangover soup, and said with a smile: "Master said, there are several sets of replacement clothes prepared for you in the closet on the second floor. The clothes you wore last night vomited in a mess, master He said he just threw it away. If Mrs. Shao doesn't like the clothes on the second floor, she can change into the clothes she likes."

An Nianxi was taken aback when she heard the words, and asked, "Did I vomit yesterday?"

Zhang Ma said with a smile: "That's right, young lady, you can't drink so much in the future, you and the young master are going to have a baby, it's not good for the baby in the future, you know?"

An Nianxi took a deep breath secretly, but did not answer.

But Mama Zhang didn't take it seriously. It can be seen that she didn't have any malicious intentions, but she seemed to be looking forward to getting married and having children as she got older. There's a lot to talk about.

After eating two steamed buns, An Nianxi went upstairs to change.

She opened the door and walked into Mo Tingchen's closet, which still had the same theme as his house, with gray and white tones, and all his clothes were arranged in different categories, but in one area, there was an empty closet , with a few clothes hanging inside.

She went over to check the size, and it turned out that they were all her size, even her underwear, which were all the latest models of her favorite brand.

Even the high heels she wears are all her size.

Although there were not many clothes for her to choose, only a few sets, but looking at these clothes, she frowned slightly. What kind of feeling is this?
She seemed to have no secrets in front of him. He, Mo Yichen, knew her well, but she knew nothing about him.

Even now, he still can't figure out why he insisted on marrying her.

(End of this chapter)

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