Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

At this time, Mo Siting came to a picturesque village.

He didn't drive in this time, and asked Lu Bei to park the car outside the village, while he walked in.

On the ground was some wet soil after the rain, and some fresh soil was stained on the shiny leather shoes.

In front is an exclusive small courtyard.

Lu Bei went to knock on the door, and there were several hurried voices coming from inside.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened from the inside.

It has been more than a year since we met during the Chinese New Year last year, and the spirit of the old lady still looks good.

"Who are you looking for?"

Mo Siting smiled gently, "Grandma Zhang, don't you remember me? I'm your grandson-in-law."

Mrs. Zhang frowned, as if she was lost in thought.

She suddenly slapped her forehead, "Oh, I remembered, it's you! I remember you, where is my great-grandson? Are you here today?"

Granny Zhang looked behind Mo Siting, as if she wanted to find someone from behind him.

Mo Siting said, "I'm the only one here today."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she seemed a little disappointed, "You say you won't bring my great-grandson with you when you come, so come in first."

Mo Siting came in first, and Lu Bei also walked in carrying some sugar-free milk and nutritional health products for the elderly.

The room was still very quiet and tidy.

The decoration here has been redone.

When Mo Siting went back after the Chinese New Year last year, he called people from the decoration team to come over to renovate Mrs. Zhang's home, but it can also be seen that the changes are not big, just replaced those old things with solid wood products.

Mo Siting asked about Granny Zhang's daily life.

"Or I'll find you a nanny to take care of you."

"Don't worry, I'm living alone now, no one bothers me, I can take care of myself, it's great."

"Then how is your health recently?"

"Tough," said Mrs. Zhang, "Now I go to square dance with some old sisters every night."

Mo Siting remembered what Zhong Ze told him before he came.

Mrs. Zhang's condition has been contained.

This is a good sign.

Now it seems that Mrs. Zhang can remember him, and the effect is good.

Mrs. Zhang brought Mo Siting a glass of water, "You came to see me today, is it about Qiao Qiao? If you have anything to say, just tell me, there is no need to hide it from me."

"Grandma, Qiao Qiao doesn't know about this, but I... want to ask you."

Mo Siting stretched out his hand sideways, and Lu Bei handed over the photo he had already prepared.

He put the photo on the table, "Grandma, look."

This is a newborn photo taken from the hospital that Su Qingxiu got.

It was the newly born Qiao Zhinuan.

Newborn babies are ugly, wrinkled, with amniotic fluid still sticking to their bodies, red skin, and eyes closed, just like a little monkey.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the photo and laughed, "Oh, this doll looks so pretty."

Mo Siting: "..."

Lu Bei: "..."

Where do you always look good?
Mo Siting said, "This is Qiao Qiao."

Mrs. Zhang's eyes seemed to flicker.

She picked up the photo and laughed, "Sure enough, I mean, such a beautiful child is my family's child."

"..."

Mrs. Zhang picked up the photo, looked left and right for a while, then suddenly got up and walked towards her room.

It sounded like something was packed in the room, and then came out with a box.

She sat on the sofa and opened the box in her hand, which contained an old-fashioned photo album.

She put the photo album on the coffee table in front of her and opened it.

"Look, these are the photos I took of Zhi Nuan when I was a child."

This was the first time Mo Siting saw Qiao Zhinuan as a child.

Qiao Zhinuan is indeed very beautiful.

From the time of the full moon, you can already see the clues. It is a little beauty embryo, and it is also very sunny. Every photo will pose stinky, classic scissors, and match it with the sunflower that has not changed for thousands of years. smiley.

Qiao Zhinuan's age will be marked on the back of the photo.

Every birthday, Qiao Zhinuan will have an art photo.

Simple makeup, put a red dot or a golden five-star on the position between the eyebrows, smile sweetly, a little bit shy.

"She is very cute."

Mo Siting couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, and his slender fingers slowly slid across the photo.

Mrs. Zhang took the photo album and turned to the last page. She found a piece of paper and a photo from it.

"Actually, Zhinuan is not my own granddaughter."

Mo Siting got this photo from Granny Zhang's hand.

This is a very old photo, not even as good as the lower pixel photos taken in the photo studio later.

In the photo, is a baby girl wrapped in an old swaddle that was washed with black water.

The baby girl was biting her finger, her big black eyes flickering.

Behind the photo, is a date.

"This is Zhi Nuan's date of birth."

When Mrs. Zhang was young, even though her son had already made a fortune, went to Los Angeles, and had his own villa, but moved again, and refused to leave his hometown.

She lived alone until, next to a dumpster, she picked up such an infant girl.

It was a cold winter.

The baby girl was crying all the time. Mrs. Zhang picked up the baby and the baby girl smiled at her.

Mrs. Zhang left the child and raised it by herself.

Mrs. Zhang's son Lin Feng often visits the old lady.

Lin Yinran, who was five years old at the time, saw a baby girl who suddenly appeared in grandma's house.

He was pleasantly surprised, he had been arguing for a younger sister all the time, and sure enough, he had an extra younger sister, and he spent the whole day wandering around the baby girl happily.

What's surprising is that the baby girl was crying all the time, but when Lin Yinran was by her side, she stopped crying.

This made Mrs. Zhang sigh, this must be destined in the dark.

So, they registered the baby girl with the Lin family and named it Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao became the little princess of the Lin family, with a loving brother, a kind father, and a kind grandmother.

Granny Zhang's boring fingers gently stroked the photo.

In the photo, is the family portrait at that time.

She was sitting in the middle, holding a little girl with braids in her arms, and Lin Feng and Lin Yinran stood on the other two sides.

The corners of everyone's mouths are raised upwards.

But who would have thought that it was a fire that destroyed such an originally happy family.

Mrs. Zhang wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, "I didn't intend to keep this matter a secret, and sooner or later someone will find out, but, at least...before Zhi Nuan found her biological parents, so, She is accompanied by my old lady."

Mo Siting left Granny Zhang's house and looked up at the dark sky that was twilight.

Just when Mo Siting came to the entrance of the village, he got into the car.

He lowered a crack of the car window slightly, but saw another car coming from the end of the road.

"Stop the car." Mo Siting ordered Lu Bei in a deep voice.

Lu Bei also saw the car.

"Boss, that's also the license plate of the Mo family."