Chapter 540

In the ink garden, Shen Chengjing and Mo Yanchen leave and walk towards the backyard. If they do, the rose is transplanted back. After clever treatment, the rose is still the same.

"Uncle, what did you say to ah Sheng?" She asked in a low voice, after all, the conversation between Mo Yanchen and Wang Shenghao was very important.

If this man, with a strong will, forces others to marry, isn't that self defeating?

"He said he would deal with it. We are all adults. They have a better way to deal with it. It's you! Don't worry about it. "

"Yes, chief." She playfully saluted him to show that she heard!

Mo Yanchen chuckles in a low voice. He reaches out his long arm and holds her in his arms. They whisper something. She covers her mouth and smiles. Looking at this man who is usually serious, in fact

After Wang Shenghao and Liu Sijie leave, Shen Chengjing goes around to drive. Mo Yanchen holds his mobile phone and walks out while talking on the phone.

"Get in the car." She said to him, reaching out to open the door.

Mo Yanchen saw her driving up and sitting in the car. She carefully stretched out her free hand and tied the seat belt for him before she stepped on the accelerator and left.

Ink house, an ancient traditional house, is very busy here.

Ye Feng and Lin Qinghui began to work. Housekeeper Zhou had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw the car coming back, he welcomed it happily and said, "three little and little lady are back."

Shen Chengjing stops in front of Chen Cheng, opens the door and gets off.

After Mo Yanchen dealt with the good things, he hung up and followed her.

At this time, Mo Yan and Mo Chengwu don't know what they are talking about. They just come back from the backyard with a dignified look. When they hear housekeeper Zhou's cry, they can't help looking up.

"Grandfather, father." Seeing them, Shen Chengjing stepped forward and said hello.

He stretched out his hand to pull Lamo Yanchen, a man was silent, she reached out and poked him.

"Grandfather." That magnetic sound, just low to ring out.

Mo Yan's bright eyes fell on Shen Chengjing's body and nodded slightly.

Mo chenghuan looked at Mo Yanchen, and his thin lips and wrinkled face seemed to be getting older. His lips moved slightly, but he didn't say a word.

"It's cold outside. Go ahead." Mo Cheng calls to say, follow Mo Yan to return to hall together.

She looked up at Mo Yanchen and turned her mouth. When will the knot between the two men be untied? In fact, she always felt that these men were very uncomfortable.

"Mother?" Shen Chengjing goes into the hall. She doesn't care about anything else. She goes into the kitchen and calls Lin Qinghui.

"Orange is back? Come here and help me taste this, OK? I always feel a little light. " Lin Qinghui is busy living, see her, straight wave.

"Well, I'll try." She came in and washed her little hands. Lin Qinghui handed a pair of clean chopsticks to her. After she reached for them, she tried one.

The small mouth chews gently, only feels that the taste is very good, the meat is fine, smooth and tender, with fragrance, and the taste is just moderate.

"Mother, this is delicious." She's eating! I don't know what to say.

"Delicious? Well, try this one again. " Lin Qinghui is too demanding. She is always afraid that her children are not to the taste.

She looked at Lin Qinghui's appearance, laughed, took her arm and said, "whatever mother does, it's delicious! In fact, mother doesn't have to cook herself, just let the servants come. "

Hearing this, Lin Qinghui laughed in a low voice, adding spices: "servants usually do it, you rarely come back. If it doesn't suit your taste, I'm afraid you won't miss your hometown in the future."