Chapter 1701

On the way back to the South residence, Secretary Tang reported an incident.

"Vice hospital, after sun an talked with your aunt that day, someone saw that Zhong Qi and sun an also spoke. The relationship between them seems to be good."

Tang Jian micro pick eyebrow: "know, let Zhang Yang continue to stare at her, don't let her find."

"Yes, deputy hospital."

The next day, Tang Jian came to Mu's house to pick up Mu Mian. As soon as the door opened, she saw a very gentle and graceful person. She was wearing a pink dress and a crescent white sweater. She was very gentle and beautiful. Tang Ji'an was distracted for a moment.

Mu Mian asked him: "is this good-looking? Is it all right to see the elders? "

Tang Jian came with a low smile and took her hand: "very good, very suitable."

Mu Mian got on the car with him and covered his heart with his hand: "I'm a little nervous."

Don Jian clenched her hand: "haven't you met my father? Since I'm not nervous about my father, I don't have to be nervous about them. "

Mu Mian quipped: "that's different. When I met your father, I didn't have a relationship with you. I just went to make soy sauce."

Tang Jian thought that at that time, he just wanted Mu Mian to get angry with his father. Now he is really with her.

Perhaps, this is the so-called fate?

He reached out and touched her head: "same, you don't have to be stage fright."

Mu Mian smiles: "why do I have stage fright?"

She seems not to be strong on the surface, but her heart is more firm than anyone else.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the western style house in Sinan mansion.

Tang Jian got out of the car and opened the door for her. He knew that his aunt was looking at all this in front of the window. He had to let his aunt know the weight of Mu Mian in his heart.

Sure enough, Han Ping in the room silenced her voice and said to Su Zheng National Road, "Ji'an, the child, can help others open the door. What's the western view?"

Su Zhengguo reached out and pushed his glasses: "this little girl, there are really two brushes."

Their nephew's temperament is what they know best. If he can let him lower himself to open the car door for others, it shows that he is really interested in this little girl.

Han Ping hummed: "Lao Su, what do you think of this girl?"

Su Zhengguo had no expression on his face: "it's OK."

Han Ping was not happy: "what's ok? It looks like a small family, or an actor. How can Jian take it out?"

Just as he was saying, the door opened. Tang Jian took Mu Mian's hand and came in. He took Mu Mian to the two elders. Mu Mian was neither humble nor arrogant, but called out his uncle and aunt with a little cleverness.

Su Zhengguo and Han Ping did not come from ordinary families. Even though they were still commenting on her, Han Ping still looked down on her.

But now, they all spoke to her kindly. Su Zhengguo nodded his head gently: "well, I often hear Jian mention you."

Han Ping also said: "since we are here, let's have dinner."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance down. Jian was so concerned about the little girl. He was holding her hand tightly in front of her elders. Ji'an was not an open-minded person.

Tang Jian took Mu Mian's hand and went to the restaurant. The four people sat around the table.

Aunt Lin put the food on the table, and Han Ping took the lead in asking, "Xiao Mu, what do your parents do?"