The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Lingwei is not a talkative person. She simply purses her mouth.

From the beginning to the end, Mrs. Feng, with an alienated and polite smile, once in a while looked at the crowd, once in a while looked at the door, once in a while called the servant to come and pour tea. She didn't pay much attention to Mo Lingwei, let alone help her out.

is what Mrs. Gu, who is sitting beside Mo Ling Wei, has noticed, and can not hear it. It is half an expression of maintaining a half reproach. "You guys are all idle. You love to gossip so much. Why don't you ask my little grandson to embarrass a little girl who hasn't come out yet?

What's more, my old lady was afraid of the guests' formality and asked someone to give her a cup of tea. You still hold on to it, which started to make a fuss....

people all gave a ha ha: "we younger generation are not jealous, who makes it difficult for us to meet you on weekdays?"

"That is, we are your younger generation. If you don't have a bowl of water, we won't be able to do it today."

These ladies, who have been practicing in the backyard for a long time and are used to the strong winds and waves, are not happy with Mrs. Gu, and soon the atmosphere is set off by you and me.

Mrs. Gu began to laugh, "well, well, today is a happy day. In this way, the old lady will also love you. Come on, give each of these people a pot of Lu'an Guapian tea until they are all full."

There was another burst of laughter, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.

Mo Lingwei hears something in her mouth. The old lady sitting next to her is Feng Shaojin's grandmother.

The outline and face shape of the old man can be seen at a glance, and there are some similarities with Mrs. Feng, except that his eyes are full of tenderness and kindness when compared with Mrs. Feng's arrogance and indifference. He must have been gentle and kind when he was young.

This kind of look in Mrs. Gu's eyes reminds her of a person, Feng Shaoqing, for no reason.

Although Feng Shaoqing looks like Feng Shaojin, she has a pair of extremely gentle eyes. When she looks at others, she seems to have a faint smile.

At this time, Mo Lingwei naively thought that Feng Shaoqing looked at everyone with that kind of eyes.

Mo Lingwei is more and more silent, she sits in a piece of laughter, appears more out of place.

She wanted to leave here, but she was not born a liar and couldn't find an excuse to leave for a while.

What's more, to leave at this time may be interpreted as to run away.

Seeing that Mo Lingwei didn't say a word, these people began to find fault again: "this Miss Mo didn't say a word. Is she so temperamental, or... Don't look up to us?"

"That's the nature." Mo Lingwei answers truthfully.

By the way, I don't like you.

"Such a disposition?" The man's eyes floated towards Mrs. Feng, and he said meaningfully: "Miss Mo is so quiet, and master Shaojin is a quiet person. When we are together on weekdays, we don't talk?"

Mrs. Feng took a sip of tea: "how can I know that the younger generation has big ideas. It's hard for me to do it."

"You can't say that. The parents' order and the matchmaker's words, maybe you can't get involved in other things. This marriage event is related to the children's life, but it can't be careless. You have to choose carefully.

Miss he is the first lady in our Cloud City. No matter her family background or appearance, she matches master Shaojin.

As for other people, they can't just walk into your sealed door just because they have some beauty. "