100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1104 Overheard

Nangong's house, upstairs in the master bedroom.

Fu Yin sat on the sofa chair all night. She didn't go to bed after her son left last night. She sat on the sofa with her knees hugged and the lights were on. Ah, what tricks does Liangsu's ex-wife have to let go?
What does she have to come back?Could it be that Liangsu and her old relationship rekindled?

Thinking about it carefully, Fu Yin found it impossible. The person who slept with her all day didn't notice anything unusual. He was as good to her as ever.

He said he was going to send something home, remember to ask her to check it, it can't be as simple as three roses, what would she send?Fu Yin didn't know what to do.

In this game, that woman has already been out, so what reason does she have to come back?
Before I knew it, it was seven ten in the morning.

Fully dressed, Fu Yin packed up her mood and went downstairs. Instead of asking the housekeeper if she received the package today, she walked directly to the mailbox at the gate of the compound. The newspaper delivery person probably hadn't come yet, and it was empty inside. She reached out to touch the box. Checked twice to make sure there was nothing.

She stood at the door and waited, this early morning was extraordinarily quiet.

About 5 minutes later, a black off-road vehicle slowed down and stopped. A man in post office overalls got out of the vehicle with a thick stack of newspapers and three roses in his hand. There was no package. Staring intently at the delicate flower.

Three more roses...

The man nodded to her politely. He wanted to put the newspaper and roses in the mailbox, but Fu Yin hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Leave it to me, I am the hostess of this house."

"it is good."

After receiving the newspaper and flowers, Fu Yin asked with some anxiety, "Is there no package today?"

"There is no such store for the time being. If we receive it, we will send it as soon as possible."

"Okay, thank you." She couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Then the man turned around, got in the car and left, parked the car outside another villa, put the newspaper in the mailbox and drove away.

Fu Yin stared blankly until the car disappeared from sight. She stuffed the newspaper into the mailbox, stood at the gate of the courtyard and tore off the petals one by one. There were still some invisible characters on it. The handwriting will be obvious.

It's still the dazzling two words - Xiaosan.

Fu Yin was very annoyed, she snorted and threw the roses into the trash can, so what about Xiaosan?She is now the genuine Mrs. Nangong, her husband and son are all hers!She has good looks, money and status, she is a winner in life!She is not afraid!

Fu Yin turned and walked towards the living room, she braved herself.

Chen Li was right, she shouldn't be afraid.

There is a chef making breakfast in the kitchen, and Fu Yin is sitting in the living room flipping through the latest issue of fashion magazines, trying to distract herself and telling herself not to be afraid.

In a bedroom upstairs.

Grandma Nangong was about to get up, and the servants were waiting on the bed. The mobile phone on the dressing table rang, and the old man said, "Get the mobile phone quickly, and see who is calling?" In fact, she had a guess, because the time Something special.

"Yes, old lady."

The maid handed the mobile phone that was still ringing to the hand of the old man. When the old man saw the display, he said to them, "Go out first, and come in later when I call you. I will answer the phone first."

"Okay, old lady." After saluting, the two personal maids walked towards the door and closed the door behind them.

The old man swiped the answer button, "Hello."

"Linghua, good morning." Grandpa Liang greeted solemnly.

"Good morning." Grandma Nangong sat on the edge of the bed. She was in a good mood when she heard his voice early in the morning. "What's the matter?" She admitted that she was at a loss for words.

"Can't I call you if it's okay?"

"..." Grandma Nangong was silent for a while.

The other party asked her again, "Linghua, have you told your family about us? What's their attitude?"

At this time, outside the bedroom door, Nangong Mo in a blue suit appeared. He was so handsome, standing still at the stairs with one hand in his pocket, and his eyes fell on the two maids standing outside the grandma's bedroom like door gods. He frowned slightly, and walked towards them.

"Hello Mo." The young maid bowed to him.

"Where's grandma?" He wondered, "Why are you standing outside the door?"

Before the maids could answer, Nangong Mo vaguely heard grandma's voice coming from the room. He pricked up his ears to listen, calling Grandpa Liang?So you screened out the servant?
"I haven't talked about it yet. My son didn't come back from a business trip in London. I'll talk about it later. I don't want to explain too much. I'm tired." This is what grandma said.

Nangong Mo heard grandma's words clearly, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the concealed door, and saw grandma sitting on the edge of the bed and making a phone call.

The servants didn't have time to stop him, and Mo Shao had already entered.

Grandpa Liang on the other end of the phone said, "I told your grandson, and he agrees."

"What?!" The old lady was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help raising her tone, "Did you tell Xiao Mo? Why... why are you so impatient? I will naturally say it when I have to, who told you? Tell me? He is from my Nangong family, not from your side! Really!"

Hearing grandma complaining, Nangong Mo's face was gentle, and he probably understood what was going on.

He closed the door behind him quietly, without Grandma noticing.

"Is what I say different from what you say? And what I say is more effective." Grandpa Liang smiled, "The important thing is that he was moved by our story and supports us very much!"

"You lied to me, right?" The old lady couldn't believe it. "If Xiao Mo knew about us, why didn't he ask a question? He came back last night!"

"Believe it or not, I don't want to hide something from you, so I made a special call to report."

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, I still have to wash up, if I have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first." Grandma Nangong didn't hang up the phone directly after speaking, but waited.

"Okay, okay, don't be hungry, go have breakfast first, I'll come and see you when I have time."

Then holding the phone, the old lady suddenly couldn't bear to hang up...

Grandson Nangong Mo was standing at the door. He guessed grandma's thoughts, seeing that the call ended after a while, grandma hung up first, presumably Grandpa Liang was also reluctant.

After hanging up the phone, grandma still stared at the screen for a long time reluctantly.

Until Nangong Mo stepped towards her, hearing the footsteps, the old man turned his eyes, she was slightly startled, "Xiao Mo? When did you... come in?" She was very embarrassed, and a blush flashed across her face.

"Just now." Nangong Mo sat down beside grandma. He reached out and held the old man's shoulders, half-embracing grandma in his arms, "Grandma, the person on the phone is Grandpa Liang, right?"

"..." The old man looked at him with cloudy eyes, and didn't say anything, and the embarrassment on his face became deeper.

"You like him too, right?" Nangong Mo said in a gentle voice, "I know all the stories between you, and as your grandson, I fully support you, and there should be no regrets in life , this sentence is correct."

"Xiao Mo..." The old man was moved.

(End of this chapter)