The daughter-in-law of a rich and warm marriage is poisonous

Yan Mo came out of Hanyang Group with a brisk pace and a happy smile on her face.

Where can I see a little bit of the way I was when I lost my temper with someone just now? ?

As soon as he walked to the side of the road, he saw the familiar white Bentley slowly parked in front of him. This was a car often used by someone.

When the car window was lowered, the driver Zhang Xiaobei's simple and honest smile appeared.

"Miss Yan, the president asked me to see you off, please get in the car!" After finishing speaking, he got out of the car and trotted over, and opened the car door for Yan Mo.

Yan Mo raised her head and looked at the [-]th floor, but she couldn't see anything, she just knew someone was sitting there.

The co-author didn't believe that she was going home, so he specially sent someone to monitor and follow her?

It doesn't matter, she is not afraid of the shadow slanting when she is upright, anyway, she hasn't done anything shameful.

Yan Mo patted Zhang Xiaobei's shoulder with a smile: "Then I will trouble you, Brother Xiaobei, go to Fenglin Blue Bay, thank you!"

Zhang Xiaobei's smile is very standard, showing eight teeth, white and white: "Okay!"

On the way, Yan Mo asked Zhang Xiaobei to turn to the vegetable market, planning to cook for herself tonight and coax her father.

I haven't been home for a few days. The old man thinks so hard that he calls every three days and asks when she will be home.

Alas, having a clingy dad is also quite troublesome.

But, Yan Mo still prefers her family's way of getting along, compared to the incompatible relationship between Young Master Xiao and his father.

Zhang Xiaobei is definitely a good comrade.

Not only did the car drive well, but he could also carry it on his shoulders and hands. He followed Yan Mo and carried all the things she bought in his hands.

After finishing the work, I moved all these to the kitchen and arranged them neatly, wiped the sweat from my forehead, and said goodbye politely.

No matter how polite Yan Mo was or how much he tried to persuade her to stay, Zhang Xiaobei just said: I have to go back and report to the president.

Well, in the final analysis, I want to report the situation to that Tyrannosaurus rex!

Yan Mo didn't care so much, she went upstairs and changed into a set of home clothes, then plunged into the kitchen and started working in full swing.

When the father of the Yan family heard that his daughter had returned home, he left the company early, picked up his youngest daughter and rushed home.

"Sister!!" Yan Bao'er ran in as soon as she entered the door.

The old man was a bit powerless to follow behind: "Baby, run slowly, be careful of falling!"

Yan Mo was wearing an apron and was cutting winter melon. Hearing the movement outside, she couldn't help smiling.

Her father has been worrying about his daughter for decades. Whether it's her eldest daughter or her adopted sister, he takes care of everything by himself.

As for Yan Zhengjun, the only child, the master of the family line, Father Yan didn't love him that much.

Maybe it's because the daughter is rich and the son is poor!

"Dad, you're back! Let's rest for a while, and dinner will be ready soon. Brother and sister-in-law have an appointment with friends tonight, so they won't come back to eat."

Hearing Yan Mo's voice, Father Yan's heart was filled with joy, and he really wanted to run over to have a good look at this eldest daughter.

But when he thought that this little heartless boy hadn't gone home to accompany him for a long time, the old man became angry again.

He also snorted heavily on purpose, for fear that others would not know how unhappy he was at the moment, so naive as it could be.

How could Yan Mo not understand her father's thoughts?
She sighed: "Oh, it seems that someone doesn't welcome me! I'd better go, so as not to be an eyesore here."

After speaking, he untied the apron, turned around and made a gesture to leave.

The little man ran over and hugged Yan Mo's legs: "Sister, don't go! Sister is playing with me! I will tell my sister the story I learned today. Sister, don't go!"

Yan Mo picked up her younger sister and kissed her rosy cheek: "Little friend Yan Zihan, some people don't welcome my sister, so my sister can only leave sadly, woo woo woo..."

While talking, Yan Mo rubbed her eyes and pretended to cry, not forgetting to peek at her father's reaction.

Yan Bao'er was amused by this naughty look, and she giggled while hugging Yan Mo.

Father Yan's old face couldn't hold back any longer, he walked over and nodded Yan Mo's forehead with his finger: "You, you are not afraid to bring my sister down!"

"No! My sister is a beautiful and kind fairy daughter! She is even better than Snow White!"

In terms of ability to praise her sister, little girl Yan Zihan is not willing to be inferior to others.

The kitchen is an important place, with pots, pans and open fire knives. It is really not suitable for children to play here, so Yan's father sent Yan Baoer away.

When the father and daughter were left, Father Yan entered the state of interrogation.

"I heard from your brother that you and Mu Xiao are in a relationship?" Yoho, that's quite straightforward!
"Oh." Yan Mo replied without any pause in washing the vegetables.

The old man was in a hurry: "What do you mean by 'oh'? You don't have anything else to tell me??"

Yan Mo put the washed dishes aside and wiped her hands on the apron: "Dad, we haven't been together for long, and our relationship is not very stable yet, so there's nothing to say!"

Could it be that how long we met in a day, how many times we kissed, what we said, whether we did anything, all these have to be reported one by one?

This is the first time for Father Yan to hear that his daughter is in a relationship, can he not be nervous?
"Does he treat you well? Does he take you to and from get off work every day? Has he ever sent you flowers? Where does he usually take you on a date?"

One question after another was thrown around, each more sharp and tricky than the last.

Yan Mo rubbed her forehead, she never knew that her father was so difficult to deal with: "Dad, when I go out with him in the future, will I broadcast live to you, so you can rest assured?"

This was originally a joke, but the old man took it seriously: "It would be best if it can be done like this!"

Wiping the cold sweat off her forehead, Yan Mo suddenly felt that silence is a virtue, at least better than stimulating her father to be educated.

But after hearing that Yan Mo stayed at home for a while this time, the old man forgot about the kid who coveted his daughter.

"You didn't coax me?" Father Yan was already happy, but like a child, he insisted on reconfirming.

With a serious expression, Yan Mo raised her left hand: "I promise! Never dare to lie to Comrade Dad!"

"You!" Father Yan pinched her cheek lovingly.

With his daughter by his side, the old man is naturally in a good mood. Originally, he didn't care much about the affairs of the company.

Now, with the excuse of being with his daughter, he simply left the burden to his son Yan Zhengjun.

Knowing that Yan Mo likes to sleep late, Father Yan is not in a hurry, he ate breakfast after his morning exercise, and went to the study to practice calligraphy.

It wasn't until they heard movement upstairs that people prepared lunch.

"Father, what are our plans for today? I will go wherever you go, and stay with me until the end." Yan Mo hugged Father Yan's arm affectionately.

The old man patted the back of her hand: "I invited a few friends to play golf today. Don't you always dislike this kind of activity? All right, you can go and play by yourself. Don't waste time with me, a bad old man."

Tsk tsk, these words are really sour!
Yan Mo can guarantee that if she really leaves her father alone, her father's blood pressure will soar and he will fall to the ground.

You awkward old man, you have to be coaxed even when you are old, like a child.

"Father, I'm not going anywhere, I just want to stay with you, don't try to leave me behind!"

Father Yan couldn't have wished for such a clingy little padded jacket, so he didn't pretend anymore, and happily led his daughter to play ball after dinner.

Yan Mo was also familiar with those uncles, they were indeed father's friends for many years, not just business partners.

Yan Mo's golf skills are average, and she doesn't feel any embarrassment.

Anyway, the old men didn't come to the game, they just played ball and chatted, and everyone had a companion.

"The sun is too strong, go over there and rest for a while, we'll hit a few more balls before we go." Father Yan looked at his daughter's flushed face, feeling distressed.

It's white and tender, what if it's sunburned?

Yan Mo was not polite, she talked to her father, and went to rest under the sun umbrella, drinking freshly squeezed juice and playing with her mobile phone.

The mobile phone, which has been in silent state, prompts that there is a message.

Open it and look at it, and someone's domineering cold breath rushed over: Where is it?

Lost your temper?Yan Mo slid her finger across the screen, thought for a while, but still didn't reply.

She has always been passionate, so he must feel the feeling of scratching his heart, right?Men, don't follow him too much.

"Miss Yan."

Yan Mo turned her head, the juice in her mouth almost spewed out, she just ignored her son, now his father stood straight in front of her.

"Hello, Uncle!" After obediently greeting, Yan Mo smiled and nodded to Xu Yongfeng who was standing behind.

She protects her weaknesses and thinks that since you don't want to see my man and you have ruined my man's family, don't think about my enthusiasm for you.

As for the old man, even if there are thousands of mistakes, he is still Mu Xiao's biological father, a blood relationship that will never be severed.

"Miss Yan is here with friends?" Mu Junyuan greeted Yan Mo kindly.

It's just that the inadvertently looking around should not be too obvious.

Yan Mo smiled and said, "I'm here to play with my father today, not with Mu Xiao."

She saw through her own thoughts at a glance, and Mu Junyuan was not annoyed: "If he is here, he might turn around and leave when he sees me."

The old man's helpless wry smile made Yan Mo's heart feel stuck.

In fact, she didn't have much contact with Mu Junyuan, but she had a very good impression of Mu Junyuan in such a limited number of times.

Of course, the feelings of the older generation, they don't understand when they are young, so naturally they can't interfere.

It is impossible to comment on who is right and who is wrong, nor to blame anyone.

"Is uncle also dating a friend? After a while..." Yan Mo was about to ask Mu Junyuan to sit down when she saw her father walking over.

"Momo, who is this?" Father Yan saw Yan Mo talking with someone from afar, so he didn't want to play.

It wasn't that he was worried about his daughter, but that he recognized who it was.

It was just a coincidence that the elders of the two families met, which was not in Yan Mo's plan at all.

What made her even more puzzled was that the two elders seemed to have a good conversation, and they even praised each other's children very politely.

Tsk tsk tsk, that wording is so perfect, it makes Yan Mo feel ashamed, she is really not that good!
The old man looked like he hated seeing each other late, so Yan Mo became a little idle.

Looking around boredly, she suddenly saw a man slowly approaching through the lobby of the golf club, her eyes straightened.

Mu Xiao obviously came from the company, and he was still wearing a shirt and trousers instead of casual clothes.

With his calm and composed look, he seemed to know her whereabouts a long time ago, and he lowered his head and pressed something on his phone from time to time, as if he was dealing with business.

When Yan Mo saw that tall figure, her heart flew over, she couldn't pretend to be reserved.

Controlling my legs with the remaining rationality, I didn't run forward to meet him.

"Why are you here?" He pretended to be calm and asked such a sentence.

Mu Xiao's expression was also very calm: "Meet by chance."

Nonsence! !Encounter?Can't you admit that you came to see her?

Ya so boring!