Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Under the stare of the three women, An Nansheng really didn't know how to explain, so he pulled Mu Zheng and ran away.

Mu Zheng laughed so hard that she was almost going crazy, and her body was shaking.

"My uncle is really amazing. Do you think he did it on purpose or was he genuinely expressing his feelings?"

An Nansheng glared at her unhappily:

"You still have the nerve to laugh. Who brought him back?"

Mu Zheng laughed so hard that tears almost came out:

"I just want to give my uncle another chance. If he hadn't come back, I wouldn't have known he had this side. Oh, this is ridiculous. Why don't you just give in?"

"From your head." An Nansheng said: "Don't you know I have someone?"

Mu Zheng snorted, "Who the hell is Fireball? Just cut him off. Is my uncle not as good as him?"

An Nansheng took a cocktail from a passing waiter, took a sip and said:

"To be honest with you, I really treat your uncle as my uncle, so you understand? If I give in to him, wouldn't that be a mess?"

"Besides, no matter how you look at it, we are not suitable. This is the last time, so don't get involved in this anymore."

Mu Zheng surrendered:

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I promise there won't be a next time."

An Nansheng was not angry, just a little overwhelmed.

Mu Fucheng came with great force this time and seemed difficult to deal with.

Qiao Momo finally didn't have to greet guests anymore. She ran over with her skirt lifted up, hugged Mu Zheng and then An Nansheng, and started acting coquettishly again.

"Why is this girl getting more and more clingy?" Mu Zheng said disdainfully, "Hurry up and find a boyfriend and start a relationship. You're about to graduate from high school. If you don't hurry up, you'll miss the last train to a premature love relationship."

Qiao Momo stuck out her tongue and pouted:

"There's no boy in our school who's good enough for me, so I don't want to fall in love too early."

Mu Zheng clicked her tongue: "Really? Who was it last year when he told me he had a crush on the school hunk?"

Qiao Momo snorted, "He's a terminal eye cancer patient, yet he actually likes that green tea girl from Class 13. I just can't stand him."

An Nansheng laughed and said, "Our Momo is so cute, but that boy doesn't like her. He must have poor taste."

Qiao Momo was happy: "That's right, I got three more points than him in this monthly exam. He is no longer worthy of me."

The three were chatting when suddenly someone came over.

Jian Muye looked at An Nansheng: "Come here, I have something to ask you."

An Nansheng didn't even raise his eyelids: "There probably isn't anything left for us to talk about."

Jian Muye suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her up and walked away.

Qiao Momo and Mu Zheng wanted to help, but An Nansheng didn't want to be the focus, so he quickly stopped them:

"You guys sit down, I'll go talk to him."

Qiao Momo was a little worried:

"Is my sister really okay? My ex-brother-in-law looks so scary."

Mu Zheng smiled evilly:

"You, a child, don't understand the love, hate, and vengeance of grown men and women."

Qiao Momo hummed:

"What's there to not understand? Isn't it just chasing after the wife in the crematorium?"

Mu Zheng pinched Qiao Momo's little face:

"Oh, our little Momo knows quite a lot."

Here, An Nansheng was pulled by Jian Muye to the garden outside.

"Jian Muye, are you crazy? Do you know what the temperature is now? Do you want to freeze me to death?"

She was wearing a one-shoulder skirt, and when her skin came into contact with the cold air, the hairs on her body stood up.

Jian Muye quickly took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her, holding her tightly in his clothes.

He looked at An Nansheng, as if he had a lot to ask.

There were probably too many things to ask, and I didn't know which one to ask first.

Finally, he just looked solemnly and said:

"Nan Sheng, do I really have no chance?"