He Is Warmer Than Time

On the way back to Sinan Mansion, Secretary Tang reported something.

"Associate Yard, after Sun An and your aunt talked that day, someone saw Zhong Qi and Sun An also talking. The relationship between the two seems to be pretty good."

Tang Ji'an raised his eyebrows slightly: "I see, let Zhang Yang continue to stare at her, don't let her find out."

"I see, the vice yard."

The next day, Tang Jian came to Mu’s house to pick up Mu Mian again. As soon as the door opened, she saw someone dressed in a very gentle manner. She was wearing a smoky pink dress with a crescent white sweater on the outside. She was very gentle and beautiful. , Tang Ji'an was lost for a moment.

Mu Mian asked him openly: "Is this good-looking? Is it appropriate to see the elders?"

Tang Ji'an walked up with a low smile, and took her hand: "Very good, very suitable."

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

Tang Ji'an squeezed her hand: "Didn't you see my father? Since seeing my father is not nervous, I don't have to be nervous when seeing them."

Mu Mian curled his lips: "That's different. At that time, I saw your father. He was not a boyfriend or girlfriend. I was just going to make soy sauce."

Tang Ji'an remembered that moment, he just wanted Mu Mian to **** off his father. Now, by mistake, he was really with her.

Maybe this is the so-called fate?

He reached out and touched her head: "Same, you don't need stage fright."

Mu Mian smiled: "Why should I have stage fright."

She doesn't seem to be strong and tough on the surface, but her heart is firmer than anyone else.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the bungalow of Sinan Mansion.

Tang Ji'an got off the car and opened the door for her. He knew that his aunt was watching all this in front of the window, and he had to let his aunt know the weight of Mu Mian in his heart.

Sure enough, Han Ping in the room silenced Su Zheng Guodao on the side: "Jian, this kid, will actually help others to open the door, what kind of Western scene is this?"

Su Zhengguo stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses: "This little girl does have two brushes."

What kind of temper is their nephew, they can't understand it best, and let him lower his body to open the door for others, which shows that he really cares about this little girl.

Han Ping snorted, "Old Su, what do you think of this girl?"

There was no expression on Su Zhengguo's face: "It's okay."

Han Ping was not happy: "What's okay, I'm so petty at first glance, and I'm still an actor, how can I bring Ji'an out?"

As he said, the door opened, and Tang Ji'an took Mu Mian's hand and walked in. He took Mu Mian to the two elders. Mu Mian was neither humble nor arrogant, and then cried out his uncle and aunt.

Su Zhengguo and Han Ping were not from ordinary families in the market. Even though they were still commenting on her just now, Han Ping still looked down upon her in various ways.

But at this moment, he spoke to her very kindly, and Su Zhengguo nodded slightly: "Well, I often hear Ji'an mention you."

Han Ping also said, "Since it's here, let's have dinner."

While she was talking, her eyes couldn't help but glance down. Ji An cared about this little girl so much. He actually held her hand tightly in front of her elders. Ji An is not an open person.

Tang Ji'an took Mu Mian's hand and walked to the restaurant. The four of them sat around the table.

Aunt Lin brought the food to the table, and Han Ping took the lead to ask: "Xiao Mu, what do your parents do?"