The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

013 The Heart Knot of Ink's Mother 2

After all, this relationship is of great importance and needs to be handled with extreme caution.

After much deliberation, Grandpa Mo felt that he should wait for his granddaughter-in-law to express her opinion on the matter before making a decision.

At this moment, Grandpa Mo spoke up, "Let's start eating first. They might have to wait a little while before they arrive. I'll go call Tian Tian and the others."

It turned out that Grandpa Mo knew that the two maids in the house had worked very hard yesterday, so he did not wake them up too early as usual today, but instead let them sleep a little longer and get some rest.

Just then, Mother Mo asked with concern, "Shouldn't we wait for the children to eat together?"

Before the words were finished, a clear and melodious voice rang out: "Mother, we're already up!"

Turning my head, I saw the two daughters of the Mo family walking towards me.

The youngest daughter walked along, shaking her cute little head and looking around as if searching for something.

Mother Mo saw through the girl's thoughts at a glance, secretly amused, and couldn't help but roll her eyes helplessly.

This family is truly unique; you won't find another family like this little girl who is so obsessed with good looks!

Just thinking about how she was so infatuated with her daughter-in-law's looks made Mo's mother feel a headache coming on.

I wonder if this will cause any trouble in the future?

After all, the eldest son in the family is a very possessive person. If he knew that his own sister would often cling to his wife in the future, who knows how he would react!

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and wash up, let's get ready for dinner!"

"Mo Mu raised her voice and shouted."

"Okay, Mother."

"I'll go right away, immediately."

The two maids responded in unison.

This scene, witnessed by the adults present, made them shake their heads, their faces showing a helpless yet indulgent smile.

At this moment, the room was completely silent, with only a faint light filtering through the gaps in the curtains onto the floor.

Chu Jiuyue lay lazily on the large bed, as if all the bones in her body had been removed, remaining completely still.

When Mo Wenchen gently pushed open the door and walked in, although his footsteps were so light that they were almost imperceptible, Chu Jiuyue knew of his arrival immediately.

However, she showed no intention of getting up to greet him, and continued to lie limply on the bed in that unseemly posture.

Seeing this, Mo Wenchen couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a doting smile.

Those deep and gentle eyes were filled with indulgence and love.

Do you still want to sleep?

Mo Wenchen asked softly in a good mood, then slowly walked to the bedside and sat down.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed intently on the woman on the bed who seemed indifferent to everything—his wife.

At that moment, a complex mix of emotions welled up in his heart.

The sounds from last night still seemed to echo in his ears, but now the surroundings were so quiet that Mo Wenchen even began to doubt whether everything he had heard last night was just a hallucination.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, that familiar voice rang out again.