"What's the lady's name?"

The maid shook her head: "the young lady didn't say it clearly. She just said her surname mo. major Rong will know."

Surname Mo, who else but Mo Xiyan?!

Jiang Peihua is a vigilant The bell rang loudly and hurriedly asked the maid to come down. "Don't tell the young master about it, let alone mention a word or a phrase. It's like it never happened. Do you know?"

The maid came to Rong residence only in recent 2 years, so she didn't know what the background of Miss Mo was. Even her wife was so careful.

But I promised respectfully: "I know, madam. Nothing happened just now. There are still some work unfinished outside. I'll go now."

Jiang Peihua smiled admiringly: "go and do a good job. The Rong family won't treat you badly."

The maid was ordered to step down. Jiang Peihua went to the phone. Fortunately, the old man went to walk the birds in the garden and was not in the living room. Otherwise, his blood pressure must soar.

Jiang Peihua looked at the phone and was distracted for a long time. Finally, he slowly picked it up

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When I returned to my bedroom, I really lay in bed She closed her eyes and took a nap. Rong Yan leaned against the wall and looked at her back to her body. Her eyes were gradually far-reaching.

"Knock knock -"

Jiang Peihua said outside the door, "smelly boy, come to the study. Mom has something to tell you."

Rongyan raised his eyebrows suspiciously and found that Luo Anning was frowning at him. He seemed worried that they would go back and give birth to children again.

Luo Anning has been urged countless times. He is already very afraid of this topic. When there is a little wind and grass, he becomes a soldier.

Rongyan handed her a reassuring look: "you rest first, I'll go back."

Then he took the door out.

When he came to the study, Jiang Peihua was already sitting on the sofa, waiting for him with the posture of three sessions.

Rongyan picked his eyebrows and walked over with a smile: "Mom, what did you do?"

"Don't give me a funny face, be serious." Jiang Peihua was not tempted by the beauty of the demon's son, so she was reprimanded.

Rongyan touched the tip of his nose, took back his smile and put on a solemn look, "Mom, I'm very serious now."

Staring at the baby son, Jiang Peihua handed him a cup of tea and took a sip, "smelly boy, mom asks you, do you still have feelings for Mo Xiyan?"

Rongyan took the tea and put it in his hand. He lowered his head and sniffed the tea carelessly. When he heard this sentence, his fingertips trembled and a few drops of tea escaped.

Jiang Peihua sighed at the bottom of her heart. Rongyan recovered after a moment and asked with a smile, "Mom, why do you mention her? How disappointing."

"Don't give me a slap in the face. Tell mom honestly whether you have it or not? You and Anning are married. Mom doesn't want anything to happen again to destroy your stable life. Do you understand?" Jiang Pei looked at him in Chinese.

For a long time, Rongyan nodded, his voice was a little misty: "... Understand."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Peihua couldn't bear to go on, "Mom, I hope you can cherish peace. Mom can see that she is a good child, and you and she are the most suitable. Well, many mothers are not wordy, just to remind you that you must be measured."

Jiang Peihua said and left the study with a heavy heart.

At dinner, Mr. Rong was in a good mood and in good spirits. He also had two drinks with Rong Yan and Luo Anning. It was Jiang Peihua who was a little distracted.