Cool Treasure from Heaven: Mo Shaoxi as Father

Jiang Zewen sent Jiang Zeyan and Jiang Shuqing to the set.

After the two entered, he received a call from his assistant.

"Boss Jiang, according to your instructions, those three gangsters had a conflict with someone in the casino last night and were almost beaten to death. At the same time, the police took them into custody on the spot after receiving the report."

Hearing this, Jiang Zewen hummed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Let someone take care of them inside. Also, help me with something..."

On the set, Jiang Shuqing was in a good mood.

Although her identity was exposed, fortunately Brother Jiang settled everything for her.

From now on, she no longer has to worry about being frightened!

Her eyes fell on Ah Lang who was not far away, and she smiled provocatively.

So what if she is the daughter of the Jiang family?

Aren't you being played by yourself in the palm of your hand?

No one can take away what belongs to her!
there.

Seeing Jiang Zeyan coming back, Mu Mianmian pulled him to his side.

"Jiang Zeyan, is this the end of the matter?"

Jiang Zeyan scratched his brow, smiled dryly and said nothing.

Mu Mianmian said angrily, "Why is your elder brother so annoying?"

Jiang Zeyan coughed lightly, "Don't we have no evidence? He also warned Li Qiang, don't appear in front of us again in the future."

"Hehe, is this Li Qiang's problem? It's obviously that Jiang Shuqing's problem."

Mu Mianmian hehehe.

Jiang Zeyan touched his nose, but said nothing.

A Lang at the side pulled Mu Mianmian and comforted him: "Okay, don't be angry. Aren't you going to Ruan Qi's house? It won't look good when you are angry."

Hearing this, Jiang Zeyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Huh? Are you going to Brother Qi's house? When did you two get so close? Why are you going? Are you going to meet your parents?"

Mu Mianmian: "..."

Sure enough, they are brothers and sisters with the same thinking!
Mu Mianmian was speechless and was about to explain when her cell phone rang.

I took it out and took a look, it was a strange call.

Presumably it was the driver of the Ruan family who called.

Mu Mianmian answered the phone, and sure enough, it was the driver of the Ruan family who had gone outside.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right out."

Mu Mianmian hung up the phone, and saw that the Jiang family siblings were staring at her with burning eyes, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

"What are you thinking? I'm going to accompany the old lady of the Ruan family!"

"Yeah, we understand."

A Lang nodded, seeing that Mu Mianmian was about to refute again, he hurriedly pushed her away, "Okay, let's go, don't make people wait."

Mu Mianmian turned around the words that came to her mouth, and warned: "Xiaoying, I'm not here, you should be careful, don't fall into her trap, you know?"

She refers to Jiang Shuqing.

Girlfriends can really worry about themselves.

A Lang's heart warmed, and he jokingly said, "I know, Mother Mu."

Mu Mianmian: "..."

"What do you call me? Well, you think I'm long-winded, don't you?"

Mu Mianmian tickled her angrily.

A Lang hurriedly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I dare not, Mianmian is the best, go see the parents!"

"Jiang Shuying!"

"Oh, I made a mistake again, not to meet the parents, but to accompany Grandma Ruan." A Lang quickly changed his words.

Mu Mianmian stared at her, straightened her hair and snorted coldly, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

A Lang chuckled, "Have fun."

Why did Grandma Ruan suddenly want to see Mianmian?
Do you like her very much?

That's right, her family Mianmian is so cute, whoever doesn't like it is a fool!

Ruan's old house.

Seeing his wife's eagerly waiting, Mr. Ruan was also a little curious.

"You like that little girl so much? Have you investigated her background?"

As soon as the wife came back last time, she was full of praise for the little girl, and said that she would bring her grandson to be with her.

His curiosity was also aroused by her.

"Do you care about his background? Anyway, as long as it's not from the Mu family, it's fine if there is a woman who can fall in love with Qiqi."

Mrs. Ruan said something.

Mr. Ruan glanced at her, a little speechless.

"It's as if our eldest grandson can't get a wife."

Mrs. Ruan replied, "Look at how old he is? If I don't serve snacks, maybe he will be a bachelor!"

"Nonsense, our eldest grandson shouldn't be too good, we must find a woman who can match him."

Mr. Ruan said displeased.

"Yes, Mianmian can match Qiqi."

When Mrs. Ruan mentioned Mu Mianmian, her brows and eyes were full of smiles.

"She's not an ordinary girl. She can write novels, even sold the copyright of the novels, and now she's working as an intern screenwriter on the set. She's a professional woman who is self-improving."

"She is not only a professional woman, but also kind-hearted, respecting the old and loving the young. She has too many advantages! Well, I don't think our Qiqi is worthy of her."

Mr. Ruan: "..."

Does my wife want to bend his elbows so obviously?

Who is his own grandson?

"Old man, let me show you. This is the novel written by Mianmian, and the website is the best seller."

Mrs. Ruan took out her phone, clicked on an app, and opened a novel with a smile.

Mr. Ruan leaned over to take a look, with disgust on his face.

"It's love and love again, boring."

"Boring? Go away, don't stay with me, lest my blood pressure rise, why did I find you, an old man who doesn't know much about fun?"

Mrs. Ruan said angrily.

Mr. Ruan choked, and muttered, "Yes, I just can't understand fun like your old lover, right?"

Mrs. Ruan ignored him, and read through the book with a smile on her reading glasses.

Not long after, the driver picked up Mu Mianmian.

When Mrs. Ruan heard the movement, she quickly put down her phone and went to meet her.

"Mianmian, you're here, ouch, I miss grandma."

"Hello grandma."

Mu Mianmian also liked this approachable old lady very much, and gave her a big hug.

"Come on, sit down, let me introduce, this is my old man."

Mrs. Ruan pulled Mu Mianmian to sit down, looked at Mr. Ruan, "Old man, this is Mianmian, isn't it beautiful?"

Mr. Ruan sized up Mu Mianmian, noncommittal.

Mu Mianmian hurriedly got up and greeted him, "Grandpa Ruan is good."

Mr. Ruan gave a solemn hum.

Mrs. Ruan pulled her to sit down and handed the fruit to her, "Sit down and eat some fruit, don't be too restrained."

"Thank you grandma."

Mu Mianmian took the fruit and thanked her with a smile.

Mrs. Ruan looked at her, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

"Look at us, Mianmian, with a round face, one looks like a blessed person. And that little butt is also round, we will definitely have a son in the future."

"Pfft! Cough-cough-cough!"

Mu Mianmian almost choked on the fruit in her mouth, and hastily put down the fruit platter, coughing until tears flowed out.

"Oh, why are you choking? Are you okay?"

Mrs. Ruan hurriedly handed her a tissue.

Mu Mianmian barely stopped coughing, took the tissue from Mrs. Ruan's hand, and wiped away her tears.

"Grandma, didn't you say you want to make pastries? When will we start making them?"

Grandma Ruan really dared to say anything, which almost scared her to death.