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

Not far away, Cao Shiyue and Ye Luoer sat on either side of Mu Yunzhu.

An Nansheng had been waiting for Mu Yunzhu and Cao Shiyue to cause trouble for her, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the other party.

Mu Zheng was also puzzled:

"You were talking so enthusiastically just now, why are you silent now?"

An Nansheng: "She'd better be mute, otherwise it would be embarrassing if she disrupted the Third Elder's family dinner."

Mu Zheng: "They must know that you won't give them face, so they don't dare to act rashly."

An Nansheng smiled and said, "That's better."

Mu Yunzhu opposite wanted to drink tea, so Ye Luoer and Cao Shiyue immediately stood up at the same time.

Some poured tea, some brought snacks, and they were vying to please, which was really ugly.

While everyone else was laughing at the joke, Mu Yunzhu was actually enjoying it.

An Nansheng glanced at the other side. Jian Muye was sitting at the end, chatting with Mu Fuyan.

This mother really doesn't care about her son's life or death. Everyone present can see what these two women are thinking, but Mu Yunzhu still brought them to the Mu family's family dinner. I don't know what she is thinking.

Cao Ying also came with them.

Cao Ying stood behind Cao Shiyue. Others might have mistaken her for a servant of the Jian family, and didn't even arrange a seat for her.

When An Nansheng looked over, Cao Ying was also looking at her, but they were a little far away, so An Nansheng just glanced at her and then looked away.

The family banquet of the third house was also very sumptuous. Mrs. Mu Si was the head of the family, and the fourth master Mu Fuchun ran a law firm. Both of them were very talkative.

In the middle of the conversation, An Nansheng went to the yard to answer a phone call, but as soon as he came out, he saw Cao Shiyue stopping Mu Fuyan to talk.

An Nansheng just took a look and turned to the other side.

When she came back after answering the phone, Cao Shiyue and Mu Fuyan were still chatting.

Cao Shiyue wiped the corners of her eyes. Was she crying?

Then Cao Shiyue took a step forward, and Mu Fuyan quickly took a step back, and then retreated again and again and ran away.

An Nansheng originally thought that they would chat for a while, but she didn't expect Mu Fuyan to run away so quickly that she didn't have time to avoid him.

I can only play dumb: "Brother Yan, why are you running?"

Mu Fuyan stared at her and smiled: "You saw it all, but you're still pretending?"

Pointing at her, he said, "Find a way to drive them out of Fengcheng."

That expression clearly said, "Be more careful."

I guess Cao Shiyue exaggerated the matter and accused the An family of being ungrateful, heartless, etc.

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Yan. I understand."

Seeing that she didn't take it seriously, Mu Fuyan clicked his tongue but said nothing more.

After a while, Cao Shiyue also came back. There was nothing unusual on her face, and she continued to try to please Mu Yunzhu.

It was as if the woman who had secretly stopped Mu Fuyan just now was not her.

This is about seizing every opportunity to find a rich husband.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting.

The children couldn't sit still, so An Nansheng and Mu Zheng accompanied Mu Mu and Lou Shuo to play in the yard.

After a while, Cao Ying came over stealthily.

"Nan Sheng, I have something to tell you."

An Nansheng really didn't have a good face towards the three siblings of the Cao family.

After Chen Zheng kicked them out that day, Mrs. An called the Cao family.

The conversation with Cao Ying's father was going pretty normal, but Cao Ying's mother took the call and said a lot of nasty things.

Since then, Mrs. An has been in a bad mood and went to see Shen Yien. Shen Yien then found an old Chinese doctor he knew who treated the old lady with Chinese medicine for half a month. With the company and advice from her family, Mrs. An finally recovered.

If these people hadn't appeared, Mrs. An wouldn't have suffered so much.

"What do you want to say?"