Wife Express: Abducting the CEO's Heart by Mistake

The old lady Song changed the topic lightly when she saw that Yan Yuan was avoiding the seriousness, and said earnestly, "You are like your mother, you don't want to talk to us about anything. You have suffered a lot these years. Now that you can walk and run, follow the New Year's Eve." I'm going to Australia for two days."

Wenqing took out a tissue to help the old lady wipe away her tears, and patted the back of her hand, "Aunt Song, we'll make specific arrangements after Xiaoyuan finishes working on these things. It seems that the old man is not busy yet, and we are here to add to the chaos." ,"

"Aunt Wenqing, happy new year!"

"Xiao Yuan, congratulations on standing up. I originally planned to come over tomorrow, but Aunt Song said that I can still see you today, so I came here early in the morning."

"Grandma wants to see me, call ahead and tell me, I'll be there anytime. Please help grandma to sit in the back hall for a while, and I'll let the maid clean it over there."

Yan Yuan turned his head to look at Mu Qingge, and said calmly.

"Qingge, go to the west side hall with grandma and Aunt Wen Qing, and ask Sister Mei to tidy up the room."

"Okay, young master." Sister Mei kept supporting Mu Qingge, and when she heard Yan Yuan calling her, she quickly responded.

When Mu Qingge heard Yan Yuan called the silver-haired old lady grandma, she couldn't help but take a second look. The old lady had white hair and a childlike face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, full of energy, and a strong body. It could be seen that she loved Yan Yuan very much. deep.

Yan Yuan's words made Mrs. Song and Wen Qing turn their attention to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge was taken aback by Yan Yuan's name-calling, she didn't understand why he left this matter to her.Seeing Mrs. Song looking at her with piercing eyes, I felt a little nervous for a while.

"Qingge, did you come with me today?" Wen Qing was a little happy, and greeted her first.

Mu Qingge hurriedly supported Sister Mei and walked forward, with a smile on her face, she said, "Aunt Wenqing, Happy New Year!"

His eyes moved to the old lady Song's face, she smiled hesitantly but didn't know how to greet her, did she follow Yan Yuan and call her grandma?Or old lady Song?
"This is Xiao Yuan's grandma, you can just call her grandma!" Wen Qing said gently, holding Mu Qingge's hand familiarly, with a slight smile on his face.

Mu Qingge hesitated, looked at Yan Yuan beside him, saw Yan Yuan's expression was indifferent, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, obviously he didn't want her to call him that.

Her body was stiff, and she swallowed the "grandmother" on the edge of her mouth, as if it was like a bone in her throat.Looking up at Mrs. Song, she smiled and said politely,

"Hello, old lady Song! My name is Mu Qingge, and I am Yan Shao's personal doctor.

"Oh, it turned out to be a doctor. Thank you for your hard work, you cured Xiao Yuan's illness!" Mrs. Song said with a look of sudden realization, nodding her head and smiling.

"Old lady Song, you're welcome. These are my jobs. It's hard to stand, so we'll take a rest in the living room."

Mu Qingge calmly pulled out the hand that Wen Qing was holding, and made a gesture of invitation.

Wen Qing felt surprised, but didn't ask any more questions.

The old lady Song shook her head, supported Wen Qing to move two steps, and moved to a place with strong light.

"No need, the bones are still strong, the sun is good today, we just stand in the courtyard and wait for a while."

"Mrs. Song, this is just the beginning. It will take a while. Although the sun is good in winter, the wind is strong. Let's go inside and wait."

Mu Qingge obviously felt a gust of wind blowing from her neck, and she felt a little cold, let alone an old lady, so she persuaded her in a soft voice.

The old man Yan said, "Mother-in-law, the sun in Australia is not as bright as in China. Once you come back, you will chase after the sun."

"Old Yan, go abroad if you have the chance. After this year is over, go on a trip." Mrs. Song invited with a smile when she heard Old Man Yan teasing her.

"No need, mother-in-law, my life is coming to an end, I'm just looking forward to planting roots, and I can't move anymore. It's not as good as you tossing back and forth."

"Old Yan, when it comes to tossing, how can it compare to your worship on the first day of the new year? Your Yan family stipulates that the descendants of the Yan family must clean the tablet every year. Thinking about it this way, you don't clean it several times a year, right? Every year Isn't there a foot of dust on the memorial tablet! If the ancestors of the Yan family really wanted to have a spirit, wouldn't they jump out of the coffin?"

When Old Man Yan heard this, his face became a little more serious. "Mother-in-law, wipe the memorial tablet, and the descendants of the Yan family will do it. The ancestors will feel it. It won't work under the guise of others."

The silver-haired old lady restrained her smile, and said earnestly, "Mr. Yan, I'm worried about your health. When you're old, there's no need to do everything yourself. The physical work can be left to the juniors! You said it too, Sincerity leads to spirit, as long as the mind arrives, it will do.”

"Family sacrifices, you, a woman, won't understand." Mr. Yan said indifferently without refuting.

"You!" Mrs. Song's complexion changed obviously, thinking of something, her tone paused and she didn't say a word.

"Ms. Song, the draft here is a bit strong. Let's go to the backyard to bask in the sun. The sunshine over there is very good." Mu Qingge noticed the stalemate in the yard, and quickly raised the topic.

Song Ciyun glanced at Mu Qingge, who had been persuading her to leave from just now, and the attitudes of Wen Qing and Yan Yuan made her pay attention to her.

She was wearing a goose-yellow woolen coat, her forehead was round and full, her facial features were exquisite, her face was smiling, and her face was slightly pale.There is agility in his delicate appearance, and he looks like a beautiful and smart child.Just don't be clever and use it in the wrong place.

"Okay, take me to the backyard." Song Ciyun let go, and stopped talking to Mr. Yan, and supported Wen Qing to the side hall and corridor to the back hall.

Mu Qingge looked at the old lady Song who was leading the way, then turned to look at Yan Yuan, and found that Yan Yuan was also looking at her, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, Mu Qingge's heart moved slightly, and she said,
"Yan Shao, you are busy first. I will take the old lady to the backyard to bask in the sun. If you are finished, please let someone come over and say something."

"You help take care of it."

"Speak less politely. There are some things I hope you can talk to me carefully after today is over. I don't understand."

"We'll talk about everything after this is over. You can go to the backyard first."

Yan Yuan turned his head to look at the old lady's back, and found that Yan Wucheng and Yan Xie were also looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

When he looked back at Mu Qingge again, his eyes were slightly trembling, and his voice lowered a little,
"There's no sunlight in the backyard, let Sister Mei tidy up a room, and let grandma come in and rest for a while."

Mu Qingge looked at Yan Yuan's indifferent eyes for a moment, her body was slightly stiff, as if a basin of cold water was poured on her head, refreshing her mind, "I understand."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Yuan to say anything else, he held Sister Mei's hand and followed.

The front hall of the Yan Family Ancestral Hall is tall, with a thick roof and a relatively low backyard. The sun has not yet fully risen at ten o'clock, and it casts a shadow on the front yard, leaving a shadow in the backyard. Feeling much colder.

Next to the veranda is a spring of running water, which flows slowly and is clear to the bottom.

Mu Qingge was already prepared in her heart, but when she actually arrived in the backyard, she still couldn't help shivering. She just wanted to break the stalemate, but now she didn't know how to explain it.

The cold wind blew the grass and trees in the yard, making a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of the stream, the four of them didn't say a word, and the air was a little quiet against the backdrop.

"Sister Mei, you clean up a room and come out." Mu Qingge bowed her head and ordered.

"Miss Mu, how far have you and Xiaoyuan developed?" Mrs. Song asked when she saw the maid beside Mu Qingge leave.

Mu Qingge stared at the old lady of Shang Song with sharp eyes, as if she could see through her.

Mu Qingge cast her eyes on Wenqing, seeing that the surprise on Wenqing's face was still on her face, knowing that it was not Wenqing who told Mrs. Song in advance, so she said,

"Mrs. Song, Yan Shao and I are just a patient and a doctor."

"Miss Mu, my old lady has lived most of her life. If I don't talk about many things, it doesn't mean I can't see them."

"What did the old lady see? I have nothing to do with Yan Shao. Yan Shao is a wealthy young master, and an ordinary person like me can't afford it."

Mu Qingge watched the old lady walk down the corridor on the steps, stood by the stream, and looked up at her with a calm expression.

"Miss Mu is being modest, Xiaoyuan has spent a lot of time on you, right?"

Mu Qingge leaned on the veranda, looked down at the outfit.How could she have forgotten that the high-end suit she was wearing was a new model that just came out this month, and the price was not cheap.

"Aunt Song, Xiaoyuan and Miss Mu are good friends. Miss Mu cured Xiaoyuan's illness. It's not surprising that Xiaoyuan gave some gifts as a thank you."

Seeing that Mu Qingge was in a dilemma, Wen Qing tried to divert the topic by speaking out.

"Wenqing, I'm not talking about some gifts. The Yan family priests don't allow outsiders to enter. If it wasn't for Lingwen today, we wouldn't have the chance to enter."

"Old lady Song, don't worry, after Yan Shao's sacrifice is over today, everything will be over. The old lady will go into the house for a rest. After they finish cleaning, you can visit your daughter."

"Aunt Song, Xiaoyuan and Doctor Mu are quite compatible. As the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage!"

"What kind of marriage, who does Xiaoyuan want to marry?" Mrs. Song's tone was not kind, obviously she was not happy.

Seeing this, Mu Qingge only felt sad. If it was three days ago, she could have called the old lady grandma, and it was justified. If it had been three days ago, she could have told the old lady that she and Yan Yuan had experienced life and death.If it was three days ago, old man Yan would never have ignored her.

But if there is no if, Yan Wucheng's explanation, coupled with Yan Yuan's indifference, made her believe it.She no longer has the confidence and qualifications to prove her identity.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingge's hand clenched the railing of the corridor, and her fingernails dug into the wood.She took a deep breath to calm down, endured the tearing pain from her legs, and walked down the corridor.

"Ms. Song, I'm just an ordinary person and have nothing to do with the Yan family. The old lady doesn't have to worry so much. Yan Shao is a smart person and won't be fooled easily.

Mu Qingge stood still in front of Mrs. Song, enduring the pain, the corners of her lips raised slightly, her back was straight, blood gurgled down her knees and calves, she felt uncomfortable with the stickiness of her boots.

Wenqing was surprised when she saw Mu Qingge's difficulty in moving, and her legs and feet were obviously inconvenient, but Mrs. Song's face was a little embarrassed, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"Your leg?"