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Tears welled up in Little Ying's eyes once again.

Mo Ye Han laughed lightly and said, "Silly girl, don't cry anymore. Am I not back now? "

Xiao Ying raised her teary eyes and choked with sobs, "Xiao Ying is... I missed second young master too much. "

"Hur hur." Mo Ye smiled coldly and caressed the top of her hair, "Don't cry anymore. I won't be in a hurry to leave this time."

"Really?" Little Ying's eyes reflected surprise.

Mo Ye Han nodded and said, "Come back to make birthday presents for grandpa."

Little Ying also knew that the Mo family was going to organize the matter of Mo Yeyu's birthday. Now that Mo YHan said it, her heart felt sweet, but more of it was bitter.

The sweet part was that he would be staying at the Mo Mansion for a week, but what made her bitter was that a week later, he would be leaving again.

"You're leaving in a week, and you're not coming back, are you?" Little Ying silently endured the grief in her heart.

Mo Ye Han said in a relaxed manner, "That's not true either."

"Really?" The girl's eyes lit up again.

A hint of seriousness surfaced on Mo Yeyan's face and she said, "Now that Grandmother has been invited back and Grandpa has moved back from the sanatorium, I will leave after the birthday but I will come back often from now on. After all, I'm not at ease leaving Grandfather here by himself. "

Xiao Ying suppressed the excitement in her heart and said with worry, "Second Young Master, I feel that what you said makes a lot of sense. During the years you were gone, grandpa was always in the sanatorium. The madame gradually controlled everything in the Mo family. The second and third branch wives were all afraid of her. They didn't dare to say anything about her.

This time, the Old Master has returned. If your family doesn't have you watching over them, then I'm afraid that Grandfather's days will not be too good. "

Mo Ye Han nodded, "When necessary, I will move back. I want to see what kind of tricks she can pull with me. "

Little Ying looked at him deeply.

After that, Mo Eversnow went to his mother, Qin Yan, who was lying in bed, and did not come out until it was time for dinner. At the dinner table, since Little Ying and Mother Rong weren't outsiders, Mo Yeyue allowed them to eat together.

On the other hand, Mother Rong kept adding more food to Mo Yeyue, her heart still aching as she chattered, "Second Young Master, you've gotten skinnier after leaving for a few years. Look at your face, you don't even have any more meat left."

Xiao Ying smiled and said, "Mother Rong, you don't understand this, right? Skinny is the standard of beauty now. Look, eldest young mistress is also thin. "

As he spoke, he winked at An Qian.

An Qian pursed her lips and gave her a slight nod.

After saying this, Mother Rong seemed to have thought of something, and busied herself with picking up food. "Eldest Young Mistress is also very thin. You young people often talk about wanting to lose weight and refuse to eat. If this were our era, would we lose weight? He didn't even have time to eat. Young Mistress, please eat more. "

As he spoke, he picked up another piece of fish and delivered the piece of meat from the fish belly into An Shuang's bowl.

"Eldest Young Mistress, it's good for your skin to eat more fish. However, the eldest young mistress is born to be a beautiful woman with good skin. "

An Qian was extremely grateful.

Xiao Ying pouted and protested, "Mother Rong is biased. I've never cared about her so much before."

Mo Ye gave a cold smile and also used the chopsticks to give her some food.

Little Ying revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. Her face immediately beamed with a beaming smile.

Mo Ye Han took the chopsticks and held them in front of An Qian. He helped her take out the piece of fish that his mother had put in and put it in his bowl. He said, "She doesn't like eating fish. She is allergic to fish."

As soon as this was said, Little Ying's expression instantly changed.

An Qian was also a Na Han. This man was way too meticulous. She remembered. Once, when she was out eating with Mo Yeyue and Mo Yefeng, Mo Yefeng asked her, "Drifting Water, do you like eating fish?" It wasn't that she didn't like it, but she didn't hate it either. It was just that she couldn't eat fish. As soon as she ate fish, she would become allergic to it and her body would grow red dots.

Unexpectedly, it was firmly engraved in his heart.

The corner of his mouth curled up as he glanced at that person. As for the latter, he just smiled.

For a meal, only Little Ying ate it with an unpleasant taste.

After dinner, Mo Ye Han went over to Mo Qiuyi's place, while An Qian was taking a walk in the yard to eat.

An shallowly stared at the water fir tree in the courtyard and was very curious. The First Wife had such a soft and gentle temperament. Wasn't she supposed to like the Wutong tree? It was romantic and poetic. There was nothing special about how to plant a spruce that was straight and strong.

She went to a long wooden chair by the flowerbed and sat down to rest.

The cool breeze of the night was like water, blowing against one's heart, making one feel very comfortable.

"Eldest Young Mistress." Little Ying walked over with a tray.

"Hello, Little Ying." Ann looked up and smiled at her.

Little Ying seemed to have gotten used to being careless and careless. She didn't bring herself to be a servant. Instead, she walked over and sat beside her. "Eat some fruits."

"Thank you." An shallowly thanked him and picked up an apple from the tray.

"Eldest Young Mistress, you're so pretty." Suddenly, Little Ying said.

Only then did he realize that ever since she had arrived, she had been staring straight at him. The corner of her mouth curved slightly. "You're also very beautiful."

Little Ying laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Eldest Young Mistress is a noble beauty."

An Shuang glanced at her and said, "Don't speak nonsense. You are also a very noble person."

Xiao Ying revealed a slightly embarrassed expression, "No matter what, I'm just an underling in this old mansion."

"…" An Qian didn't know what to say to comfort her. Suddenly, she felt that the apple that was just delicious no longer tasted good.

"Eldest Young Mistress, when did you and Brother Ye Feng get married?"

An Qian thought about it and said, "It's been almost two months."

Little Ying seemed to have thought of something and said, "Eldest Young Mistress, does Big Brother Ye Feng like you?"

"This …" As a result, she really didn't know how to respond.

Say I don't like it, as if I'm suspected of having a circle of money. If he told her, it would be true that Big Brother Ye Feng liked him a lot, but also wanted to show off.

Finally, An Qian smiled faintly.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiao Ying didn't pursue the matter any further.

For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly changed. An Qian had a strange feeling about this, which made her uncomfortable.

In order to break the mood, An Qian asked, "Oh right, why are there so many Water Cedar Trees planted in the yard?"

Little Ying said, "Because the First Madam really likes it."

"The mother of Ye Han and Ye Feng?"

"Yes." Little Ying nodded. Then, she seemed to have thought of something and said, "At the beginning, the plants in the yard weren't actually the fir trees. When the First Wife came, she changed all the trees in the yard."