The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Everyone came to ask questions.

The old lady kept her composure and did not speak immediately. She was carefully checking Nan Jiaojiao's face. She didn't know how the little girl developed such a calm and calm attitude at such a young age. The more she was in front of outsiders, the more He keeps his composure, and does not reveal any more anxiety or confidence to others.

The old lady became more and more satisfied with her. This was the style that the hostess of a big family should have. She even felt that Bo Yanqing had only lived in this life just to marry Nan Jiaojiao.

"Why are you panicking? How old is Jiaojiao? Don't be anxious."

Yi Qinghuan loosened her tense fingertips slightly, hid the nail marks cut out in her palms under the cuffs, and said relaxedly: "Jiaojiao is indeed still young. It's normal for grandma not to be anxious, but the person you value will not be bad." of."

She boasted, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was slightly arrogant.

How could I manage the Bo family well if I was born an orphan and had no contact with him since I was a child?

It seems that the old lady has no intention of giving it.

Even if he gives it, it won't be long before the poor beggar will make a joke of his own.

However, what the old lady said next made Yi Qinghuan unable to laugh anymore.

"Of course, as long as she wants to learn, then I will teach her. It doesn't matter if she doesn't want to learn, as long as she can spend money. The mistress marries her as a treasure, not as a mother. Others think that my position is good, coquettish. If Jiao thinks it's good, I'll give it to her. If she doesn't want it, I won't show it to her. Anyway, I'm already used to it. The women of our Bo family have almost the same virtues. Anyway, I can still hold on for a few more years."

"Grandma?" Nan Jiaojiao silently glanced at the back of her hand that was about to be rubbed smooth by the old lady, took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to turn her head, and pretended to be moved.

She is favored, but it seems that she is not favored to this extent.

For the first time in front of outsiders, the old lady held her hand and refused to let go.

The more I act, the more greasy it becomes.

"Are you touched by this?" The old lady deliberately teased her, "The mistress has recognized you, and I have recognized you too. Don't worry, I will clear the path for you to marry into my Bo family. No stone will hurt your feet."

"grandmother……"

It's over.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't hold herself any longer.

Even though she knew that the old lady was acting, she felt wet in her heart when she heard it. She suddenly became emotional and put her hand on the back of the old lady's hand with sincerity. She just murmured: "Grandma..."

Then she clearly felt the old lady's hand shrinking under her palm.

He almost escaped from the pincer attack of Nan Jiaojiao's hands.

Okay!

It turns out that she also knows that her bloody eight o'clock behavior is disgusting!

"Grandma and Jiaojiao have such a good relationship."

Song Yuan, who had been silent next to him, looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but be envious.

Old Mrs. Bo actually had no impression of Song Yuan, but her mother was a good person and would send a gift during the holidays. The Bo family in the capital would also give one, but it was for Mr. Bo and was not gentle.

For this reason, the old lady acquiesced in the relationship between the two families. Even though the Song family had no specific contact with her, she knew that the Song family had a daughter and had met her several times. However, in my impression, she had only met Song Yuan when she was a girl. After my wife became less and less frequented by visitors, I intentionally or unintentionally avoided these interactions with her that were obviously warm but actually were very indifferent.

Today Song Yuan and Yi Qinghuan came together, and the gifts they brought were prepared by her mother. The old lady didn't want to see her.