I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Mo Shiyan gave her a meaningful look.

He already knew what Ming Nuan's special ability was.

She couldn't calculate accurately like other people, she could only see some specific things.

But the old man didn't know.

The old man looked very funny with his eyes wide open.

Mo Shiyan thought about it and didn't remind him.

Just watch Ming Nuan teasing him.

It would be good to dampen the old guy's arrogance.

Otherwise, even though he is so sick, he still wants to get involved in what is going on between them.

"you you……"

The old man felt that his life values ​​over the past few decades had been overturned.

Grandma Mo patted the old man's back with one hand to help him calm down.

"Look, I'll tell you!"

She excitedly whispered in the old man's ear, "Our Xiao Nuan is a blessed child. I've told you so many times, but you're still unlucky."

Ming Nuan saw that he had recovered.

So he sat back down again.

She glanced at the time and felt that it was about time to leave.

Mr. Mo's pupils trembled slightly, and he was stunned for a long time, but suddenly said: "So you like her because she is a blessed woman with special abilities?"

"Then why don't you just get a fortune teller for that brat?"

"Isn't that more professional than her?"

At this point, Mr. Mo's face showed a solemn expression, which was rare. He looked deeply at Madam Mo and said, "Could it be that you like her so much just because she can bring good luck to our family?"

"What if one day, her blessing is gone?"

People who are familiar with the old man will know this expression when they see him.

You will know that he is really angry at this moment.

He looked calm, but all kinds of emotions were surging in his eyes.

The old man never changed.

He always said that he wanted a good granddaughter-in-law, so character, family background, personal ability, vision, etc. must be comprehensively considered, but the only option missing was "blessing".

Such illusory things should not be used as a criterion to measure a person's ability.

He looked at his lover in doubt.

His wife is not that kind of person, right?

But before he could ask the question tentatively.

The old lady slapped him hard on the head.

Mr. Mo: “…”

The slap was loud, like hitting an overripe watermelon.

Even Ming Nuan, who had just sat down, was startled.

Just when she thought the old man with his head down was going to get angry at grandma.

The old man slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly stretched out his hand... and took Grandma Mo's hand in a flattering manner.

"I was wrong, old lady."

He apologized very naturally, as if he had done it thousands of times before, "Don't be angry, I know you are not that kind of person."

Ming Nuan: "..."

Mo Shiyan: "..." Although he had seen the old man like this many times.

But now he is sitting in front of Ming Nuan.

He felt a little ashamed.

Ming Nuan was speechless.

Mo Shiyan, who was standing next to her, had already quietly pulled on her sleeve and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't be like him."

Ming Nuan raised his eyebrows.

Is it?

Who was the person who had pulled her sleeve and asked her to take advantage of him?

Just when Ming Nuan was sighing that Mo Shiyan was still arrogant.

But he heard Mo Shiyan say softly: "He has become so old that his apology is not popular."

"I'm different."

"I'm young." He glanced at Ming Nuan sideways, as if he had cast a spell on her, and climbed up Ming Nuan's waist little by little.

"I look better when I apologize."