Mo Xiyan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of black medicine, and her voice was faint and sweet.

It's not coquettish or greasy, just right.

He was originally resentful of her abandoning her relatives and grandchildren four years ago, because of her considerate and subtle care for several days, Mr. Rong was gradually influenced by her.

He nodded with satisfaction, reached out to point at the coffee table, and Mr. Rong said, "Let it be hung on the coffee table first, I will drink it after it is warm."

"Okay." Mo Xiyan obediently did as she said.

Jiang Peihua watched from the side, enduring it, and said in his heart that he couldn't help but say: "Instead of trying to please him, it's better to find your own problems. Do you think that in this way, the brat will reunite with you? It's so ridiculous."

"Peihua, what do you mean?" Before Mo Xiyan could speak, Mr. Rong took the lead in speaking.

Seeing Mr. Rong leaning towards Mo Xiyan, Jiang Peihua stood up angrily, "Dad, even if you want to hug your great-grandson, you don't have to be a woman, Mo Xiyan, right? Any woman can continue the incense for the Rong family, not to mention that the brat doesn't love her at all now. I advise you not to put too much hope on her."

Mr. Rong was so angry that he threw his cane away: "It's reversed! Both of them insisted on disobeying me, right?"

Mo Xiyan hurriedly stepped forward and helped him: "Grandpa, don't be angry, don't be angry, you must keep a happy and peaceful mood."

"Everyone is angry with me. Why don't you be angry if I want me?"

Mo Xiyan bit her lips, looked at Jiang Peihua, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Auntie, it's not me that I said you, grandpa is old, why don't you let him do it? Yan is ignorant, are you not sensible either, aunt, either? After all, grandpa is also thinking about the Rong family's century-old family business. Even if the method is a bit extreme, the starting point is good."

"What are you? You dare to teach me a lesson!" After all, he was born in the army family, and Jiang Peihua slapped the table angrily.

Mo Xiyan didn't expect her to react so much, so she subconsciously hid behind Mr. Rong. Jiang Peihua stepped forward and wanted to teach her a lesson, but was stopped by Mr. Rong.

"Why, Rong Li is gone, and now I don't even take my dad seriously, right?"

Jiang Peihua took a deep breath and sat down slowly. The servant immediately brought a cup of new tea. She took a few sips and said, "What am I doing to you? You should know about these years. If it weren't for the happiness of the brat, I wouldn't have wade into this muddy water. If it weren't for the fact that the brat's happiness was concerned, I wouldn't have taken the trouble of muddy water. If it were ten thousand steps back, even if the brat was willing to abandon An Ning and marry Mo Xiyan, I would never admit this daughter-in-law."

Mr. Rong snorted: "Previous!"

Jiang Peihua took a sip of fragrant tea: "Compared to An Ning's open and honest work and her heart is consistent, her mo Xiyan's scheming makes me even more hateful!"

Putting down the teacup, Jiang Peihua stood up, left a sentence and turned to the stairs: "Dad, if you still want the Rong family to be harmonious, don't place your hope on Mo Xiyan. Women who are too scheming often have no choice but to achieve their goals. At that time, the Rong family will inevitably be disturbed by her!"

Mo Xiyan's eyes turned, and when she looked at the gradually gloomy face of Mr. Rong, she whispered: "Grandpa, I... vomit... vomit..."
Chapter completed!