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

Not greasy, not greasy, just right.

He was originally resentful of her for abandoning his grandson four years ago, but because of her considerate and meticulous care over the past few days, Mr. Rong was gradually influenced by her.

He nodded with satisfaction and pointed at the coffee table. Mr. Rong said: "Let it dry on the coffee table first. I will drink it after it warms up."

"Okay." Mo Xiyan obediently followed the instructions.[

Jiang Peihua watched from the side, holding back in her heart, but finally couldn't help but said: "Instead of trying your best to please, it's better to find your own problems. Do you think that this brat will get back together with you? It's really ridiculous.

"

"Peihua, what do you mean?" Before Mo Xiyan could speak, Mr. Rong was the first to speak.

Seeing Mr. Rong favoring Mo Xiyan, Jiang Peihua stood up angrily, "Dad, even if you want to hug your great-grandson again, you don't have to be a woman like Mo Xiyan, right? Any woman can continue the incense of the Rong family, not to mention,

The brat doesn't love her at all now, I advise you not to place too high hopes on her."

Mr. Rong was so angry that he threw his cane far away: "It's against you! Both of them have to disobey me, right?"

Mo Xiyan quickly stepped forward to support him: "Grandpa, don't be angry. Don't be angry. You can't get angry. You have to keep a happy and peaceful mood."

"Everyone is angry with me, why don't I be angry!"

Mo Xiyan bit her lip, glanced at Jiang Peihua, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Aunt, I'm not telling you, what's the point of giving in to grandpa when he's getting old? Yan is not sensible, don't you, aunt?

Aren't you sensible? 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."

"Who do you think you are? You dare to teach me a lesson!" After all, he grew up in a military family. Jiang Peihua angrily lashed out.

Mo Xiyan didn't expect her reaction to be so strong, and subconsciously hid behind Mr. Rong. Jiang Peihua stepped forward to teach her a lesson, but Mr. Rong stopped her.

"Why, Rong Li is gone, now you don't even care about me as a father, right?"

Jiang Peihua took a deep breath before slowly sitting down. The servant immediately brought a cup of freshly brewed tea. She took it and took a few sips and said: "You should know how I treat you over the years. If

If it's not because it concerns the brat's happiness, I won't go into this muddy water. To put it another way, even if the brat is willing to abandon An Ning and marry Mo Xiyan, I will never accept this as my daughter-in-law.

"

Mr. Rong roared angrily: "Prejudice!"

Jiang Peihua took a sip of tea: "Compared with An Ning's work being aboveboard and being consistent in what she says, I hate her Mo Xiyan's scheming attitude even more!"

Putting down the tea cup, Jiang Peihua stood up, left a few words and turned to go upstairs: "Dad, if you still want the Rong family to be harmonious, don't place your hopes on Mo Xiyan. Women who are too scheming will often try to achieve their goals.

No matter how hard it is, the Rong family will definitely be disturbed by her and have no peace!"

Mo Xiyan's eyes turned, looking at Mr. Rong's increasingly gloomy expression, she said softly: "Grandpa, I... vomit... vomit..."
Chapter completed!