Rebirth of a Village Girl

The man was stunned.

He never expected that a little girl would kick him down!

"My name is Sun Shishi. I was asked to come by an old woman. She covered her face and I don't know who she is. But we have agreed that after the event is completed this evening, we will be in the small alley in the northwest. Let’s meet...” Sun Shishi was so frightened that he told eight generations of his ancestors.

Sun Fifteen?

Ni Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, she had someone check Li Xianxian's background before, otherwise, she would have missed an important person.

Ni Yan's face changed, and he quickly squatted down to help Sun Shishi, "It turns out to be Uncle Shishi! The flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family didn't know each other! I'm Yanyan, do you still remember me? "

Sun Shishi looked at Ni Yan in confusion, confused and scared, fearing that Ni Yan would be unhappy and kick him again.

He doesn't remember Ni Yan.

He was also very sure that he had never seen Ni Yan before.

Because Ni Yan is so beautiful, if he had seen such a beautiful little girl, he would definitely be impressed.

But he had no impression of Ni Yan at all.

Seeing Sun Fifteen like this, Ni Yan continued: "Uncle Fifteen, I used to play with Sister Dalian a lot! Do you still remember it? I am the Yanyan who loves to leave a snot in her nose!"

What village doesn’t have a few little girls with runny noses?

Ni Yan did not hesitate to destroy her image in order to make Sun Shiwu trust her.

Having said this, Sun Shishi seemed to have an impression. There used to be a few little girls in the village who loved to follow Sun Dalian around, and there were two of them who had snot on their faces all year round.

Could it be that Ni Yan is one of those two people?

It’s really a transformation of women. I didn’t expect that snot-nosed girl back then would turn out to be so beautiful!

Sun Shishi was secretly shocked.

Ni Yan continued: "Uncle Fifteen, do you remember now?"

Sun Shishi nodded, "It seems to be a bit impressive."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Uncle Fifteen, just remember it! By the way, when did you come to the capital? Are Aunt Ashu and Sister Dalian okay?"

When Li Shu and Sun Dalian were mentioned, a strong anger appeared on Sun Shishi's face! His facial features instantly became distorted. With that look, he wanted to kill the mother and daughter right away!

"Those two shameless bitches are long dead! Don't let anyone mention those two bitches in front of me from now on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shishi realized that his attitude was wrong and immediately apologized to Ni Yan, "I'm sorry Yanyan, I wasn't yelling at you, I was yelling at those two bitches..."

Ni Yan's kick just now has left a heavy shadow in Sun Shishi's heart.

Although Ni Yan kept smiling and affectionately called him Uncle Fifteen, Sun Fifteen was still very scared.

This fear is uncontrollable.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ni Yan continued: "Uncle Fifteen, what is going on? Aunt A Shu and Sister Dalian have really..."

"That slutty woman!" Sun Shishi took a sip on the ground, "She ran away with that little bitch!"

No man can tolerate his woman betraying him.

In the countryside, if his wife and children ran away together, someone would stab him in the spine, so Sun Shishi was forced to beg all the way to the capital.

One can imagine how much Sun Shiwu hates Li Shu and Li Xianxian, mother and daughter!

Ni Yan curled her lips without leaving a trace, and comforted: "Uncle Fifteen, don't be angry first. This matter may be a misunderstanding. Aunt A Shu and Sister Dalian are both such good people. How could they possibly Would you do something like that?”

Ni Yan's words were like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting the anger in Sun Shishi's heart.

"Two living people are gone, how could it be a misunderstanding? Those two shameless bitches! They really embarrassed our old Sun family! When I find her! I will definitely chop her alive!" "

Ni Yan continued: "Uncle Fifteen, you must not have eaten yet? How about we find a place to chat while eating?"

Have a meal?

Sun Shishi had indeed not had enough to eat for many days, otherwise he would not have taken the risk of licking blood from the tip of a knife.

But when he heard that Ni Yan wanted to treat him to dinner, Sun Shishi was still frightened.

He had treated Ni Yan like this, and Ni Yan would still be so kind as to invite him to dinner?

Could it be that he was setting a trap for him?

Although Sun Shishi was a little confused, he was not a fool.

Ni Yan seemed to see Sun Shishi's worry, and continued: "Uncle Shififteen, the capital is so big, it is fate for us fellow villagers to meet fellow townsmen, and you are the elder, so it is right for me to treat you to a meal. I know there are people ahead of me. At this restaurant, the braised pork is delicious! The chicken soup is also good, and there is also mutton braised noodles..."

Sun Shishi's eyes almost gleamed, and he kept swallowing his throat.

Meat!

He hasn't eaten meat for half a year.

do not care!

As long as you can eat meat, you can die!

Even if he dies, he will be a dead man.

Sun Shishi was heartbroken and walked with Ni Yan.

Ni Yan took Sun Shishi to a small restaurant. The two of them ordered ten dishes, all of which were meat dishes!

The food hadn't been served yet, and Sun Shishi was so greedy that his mouth watered, "I ordered so much, can I finish it?"

Ni Yan smiled and said: "The taste of this store is good, I will definitely be able to finish it."

After a while, all the dishes were served.

Ni Yan continued: "Uncle Fifteen, start eating quickly, you don't have to be polite to me."

Hearing this, Sun Shishi didn't even bother to hold the chopsticks, he just grabbed the big fat meat with his hands and ate it hungrily.

tasty!

So delicious!

Sun Shishi was so moved that he shed tears.

After half a year, he finally had meat!

It’s not easy!

Ni Yan sat opposite Sun Shishi and continued: "Boss, please bring me a bottle of liquor."

The boss soon came with a bottle of Erguotou.

Ni Yan personally poured a glass for Sun Shishi, "Uncle Dawu, please eat slowly and drink a glass of wine first."

Sun Shishi said a vague thank you and drank the wine in the glass in one sip, "Good wine! Really good wine! Yanyan, to tell you the truth, ever since that stinky bitch took that little bitch I haven’t had a drink since I ran away.”

Sun Shishi felt like he was in a dream. Not only had he eaten meat, but he was also drinking wine.

Ni Yan said: "Uncle Fifteen, drink slowly, don't be anxious, these wines are all yours."

After finishing all ten plates of meat dishes, Sun Shishi burped with satisfaction.

Cool!

It was such a pleasure to eat!

"Yanyan, thank you so much!" Sun Shishi looked at Ni Yan gratefully, "I have never been as satisfied as I am today with food in my life!"

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Uncle Fifteen, you don't have to be polite to me. After all, Sister Dalian and I have grown up together. You are her father, and that is my elder. Saying thank you would be too disrespectful. ”

Ni Yan, an outsider, knows that he should be filial to his elders, but his own biological daughter is here! But he ran away with that flirtatious woman!

Little bitch!

If he knew where that little bitch and that old bitch were, he would definitely not make it easy for them!

The more Sun Shishi thought about it, the angrier he became.

As soon as some words were spoken, Ni Yan said no more and turned to look at the restaurant owner, "Boss, I want two more bowls of braised pork and two more roasted chickens!"

Sun Shishi immediately said: "Yanyan, there's no need to light it anymore, I've already eaten it and ran away."

Ni Yan smiled slightly, "Uncle, I'm packing this for you to take back to eat."

Sun Shishi's nose felt sore, and he was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

Ni Yan is such a good girl.

Why did he raise an unfilial daughter?

The restaurant owner quickly brought the packaged braised pork and roast chicken. Sun Shishi reached out to take them and thanked Ni Yan profusely.

Ni Yan smiled and said you're welcome, and then said: "Uncle Fifteen, where do you live now? I will go over to see you when I have time."

Sun Shishi said without hesitation: "I live at No. 18 Back Street Alley now."

The people living in No. 18 Back Street Alley are all people who rely on deception and abduction to make a living. It can be analyzed that Sun Shiwu did not lie to her.

Ni Yan nodded, "Okay, I will definitely visit you when I have time."

After walking out of the restaurant, Ni Yan took Sun Shishi to a roadside stall and bought two new clothes.

After returning home, Sun Shishi found fifty yuan in his pocket.

Fifty dollars!

Ni Yan not only invited him to dinner and bought him clothes, but now she even gave him money.

I don’t know how many times better than his biological daughter!

Thinking of Sun Dalian and Li Shu, Sun Shishi's sinister eyes appeared again.

You bitch, just wait!

One day, he will let them die badly!

Seeing that it was getting darker and darker, Sun Chunxiang stood in the yard and became more and more anxious.

I don’t know if those two people succeeded.

You should be successful, right?

After all, Ni Yan is just a little girl, but she is looking for two strong men!

Thinking of this, Sun Chunxiang felt relieved a lot.

She turned back to the house, put on her mask and hat, and walked out.

She had discussed it with the two men, and when it was done, they would meet at the dead end in front of No. 18 in the back alley.

When Sun Chunxiang came to the dead end, there was no one in the alley.

At this moment, her vision went dark, and her whole body was covered with a sack, followed by a rain of beatings.

Sun Chunxiang rolled on the ground in pain.

It happened that she had stepped on this dead end in advance, and no one usually passed by it.

Ni Yan held a wooden stick in his hand, but he showed no mercy at all.

Sun Chunxiang wanted to kill her, so why should she show mercy to her?

She is not the Virgin!

"Help! Help! Someone come! Help!" Sun Chunxiang couldn't see anything, so she could only cry for help in despair.

"There is a god three feet above your head! Sun Chunxiang! This is your retribution!" Ni Yan's red lips parted slightly, but what he said was a mellow male voice, hidden in the alley, forming a faint echo, something like The voice of Bodhisattva speaking on TV.

People in this period were a bit superstitious. When she heard this sentence, Sun Chunxiang was so frightened that she lost control of her urine!

"Bodhisattva, have mercy on me! Bodhisattva, have mercy on me! I will go back and burn incense for you. I will never dare to do bad things again! I want to revolutionize my heart and ask Bodhisattva to give me a chance!" Sun Chunxiang struggled to get up and kowtow.

Time after time, even the sack was stained with blood.

"I'll spare you today!" Ni Yan threw the wooden stick in her hand at Sun Chunxiang, turned around and left. Her footsteps were so light that she couldn't hear any sound.

How could a normal person not hear a sound when walking? This made Sun Chunxiang even more certain that the other party was a Bodhisattva.

Sun Chunxiang knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

terrible!

How terrible!

She would never dare to do bad things again. Sun Chunxiang shed painful tears and limped back, dragging her broken body.

When walking out of the alley, Sun Chunxiang saw an unexpected person.

Ni Yan!

It was March, and she was wearing a beige cheongsam with a dark blue coat on top. Her hair was half draped, and she had a blue hairpin in her left ear, which echoed the color of the coat. The beautiful things are like coming out of the scroll, looking forward to the glory in the dusk.

Sun Chunxiang had just done something wrong, and now she didn't dare to look at Ni Yan.

Ni Yan came up to her with a smile and took the initiative to say hello, "Aunt Sun."

Sun Chunxiang's face turned pale with fright, and all the strength in her body seemed to have been taken away in an instant. She knelt on the ground and cried: "Ni Yan, I'm sorry! I was wrong! I was wrong because I shouldn't have been obsessed with things, and I shouldn't have found anyone. Those two people are going to bully you! Can you forgive me?"

Ni Yan gently helped Sun Chunxiang up, "Aunt Sun, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking for someone to bully me? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

correct!

Ni Yan still doesn’t know about this!

Sun Chunxiang quickly covered her mouth, "Nothing, nothing! I didn't say anything!" After saying that, she ran away in a mess.

Ni Yan looked at her back, with a faint curve at the corner of his mouth, innocent and harmless. No one would associate her with the aggressive girl holding a wooden stick in her hand ten minutes ago.

Because of the great fright, Sun Chunxiang fell seriously ill the night she returned.

Ni Yan cooked a large table of delicious meals.

Steamed mandarin fish for beautiful eyes, stir-fried lettuce with young ginger for white teeth, mutton with yam for anti-aging and beauty, etc.

Of course, the breast enlarged wine dumplings are also indispensable.

Breast enlargement plan is a long-term battle, no matter what time, there can be no relaxation.

The three of them ate all the food on the table, leaving nothing behind.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Ni Yan had enough to eat and drink and took a hot bath comfortably, but Zheng Wenjing was not so comfortable.

She was wearing thin clothing and stood in the cold wind outside the racecourse, shivering from the cold.

She is waiting for someone.

Waiting is Mr. Mog.

There are rumors that Mr. Mog will definitely come out of the racecourse tonight.

Firstly, Zheng Wenjing wanted to have a chance encounter with Mr. Mog. Secondly, Zheng Wenjing also wanted to confirm whether Mo Baichuan was Mr. Mog.

At this moment, a slender and tall figure slowly walked out of the racecourse.

He was wearing a black trench coat, holding a flickering cigarette in the corner of his mouth. His sharp-edged features were hidden in the night and were somewhat unclear, but he exuded a noble and mysterious aura.

It's Mr. Mog!

It's him!

Zheng Wenjing was very excited and immediately combed her hair that was messed up by Feng, but the next second, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Isn’t that profound?

Could it be that Mo Qishen is Mr. Mog?

But if Mo Qishen is Mr. Mog, how should we explain the incident last time?

Before Zheng Wenjing could react, two more figures walked over from there.

That's Mo Baichuan!

Zheng Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that trash like Mo Qishen could not belong to Mr. Mog.

The real Mr. Mog should be Mo Baichuan.

Zheng Wenjing ignored Li Xianxian and walked directly to Mo Baichuan, "Brother Baichuan."

"Denjing, it's so late, why are you still here?" Mo Baichuan frowned slightly.

Zheng Wenjing is 66 years younger than Mo Baichuan, and the relationship between Mo and Zheng's family is already relatively good, so the two of them have grown up together and have a certain emotional foundation.

Mo Baichuan has always regarded Zheng Wenjing as his younger sister.

Zheng Wenjing continued: "Our car broke down, and the driver went back to find someone to repair the car. Brother Baichuan, can you give me a ride back?" When she said the last sentence, Zheng Wenjing reached out and pulled Mo Baichuan's sleeve, as if An abandoned kitten.

In addition, Zheng Wenjing's appearance is not bad, and it is even more pitiful for her to act like this.

Li Xianxian, who was standing next to Mo Baichuan, almost broke a silver tooth.

She is a woman, can she not understand what Zheng Wenjing means?

How shameless!

She, her real girlfriend, was standing next to Mo Baichuan, and Zheng Wenjing, a little bitch, dared to seduce Mo Baichuan!

Does Zheng Wenjing still take her real girlfriend seriously?

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Mo Baichuan glanced at Zheng Wenjing.

"Thank you, Brother Baichuan." Zheng Wenjing squeezed Li Xianxian away and directly took Mo Baichuan's arm.

Zheng Wenjing is not afraid of Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian was just an orphan that no one wanted. There was no need for her to take Li Xianxian seriously.

When they got into the car, Li Xianxian was one step ahead of the two of them, opened the passenger door, leaned forward and sat in.

As a result, Zheng Wenjing could only sit in the back seat alone.

After Li Xianxian fastened her seat belt, she turned to look at Mo Baichuan and said considerately: "Baichuan, this person is a guest. Let's take Sister Wenjing back later."

Mo Baichuan nodded.

A good saying is that visitors are welcome!

Zheng Wenjing looked at the back of Li Xianxian's head and narrowed her eyes slightly. She really underestimated Li Xianxian!

This woman is more capable than she imagined.

The jeep was speeding on the road, and at this moment, a black car flashed past.

The car window was half-open, and at this time, Zheng Wenjing seemed to see a familiar profile.

Is it Mo Qishen?

When Zheng Wenjing got up to look, the black car had disappeared.

She must have seen it wrong. The car just now was a luxury car imported from abroad. Even the Zheng family had no way to buy it. How could a little Mo Qishen do it?

Thinking of this, Zheng Wenjing's eyes were filled with disdain.

In fact, Zheng Wenjing was right. The person in the car was Mo Qishen.

The driver was Wu Daming.

"Brother Six, when you come back this time, you shouldn't leave, right?"

Mo Qishen flicked the cigarette between his fingers and said, "I'm not sure. Has your house been built yet?"

Wu Daming shook his head, "It's already being built, and it's expected to be completed in June. By the way, the sixth sister-in-law's family is also building a house. Have you thought about any gifts?"

In fact, Wu Daming wanted to remind Mo Qishen that Ni Yan did not buy a house at all, but built a house at home.

Only Mo Qishen foolishly bought a house...

Thinking of how much money Mo Qishen had invested, Wu Daming felt distressed and panicked.

Mo Qishen was not in the capital during this period and knew nothing about Ni Yan's situation.

It was okay not to mention Ni Yan before, but when he mentioned Ni Yan, Mo Qishen felt pain everywhere in his body.

Can he not feel pain after not seeing his wife for so long?

Mo Qishen took a deep drag on his cigarette, then blew out a circle of smoke, "Pay attention to the imported refrigerators and washing machines."

How could his wife's beautiful hands do such rough work as cleaning clothes?

A refrigerator is also essential.

Summer is coming soon. Having a refrigerator will not only be more convenient, but you can also have cold drinks.

After thinking for a while, Mo Qishen added: "Also pay attention to the window machine."

There were no air conditioners in this era, but there were already window machines.

The distance between the window unit and the air conditioner is the same, and it is also the predecessor of the air conditioner. However, it is an all-in-one unit that can only cool but not heat.

At this time, window machines were generally imported from country R. They were expensive and ordinary people could only watch them from a distance. Even wealthy people had to rely on connections to find a way.

But if Mo Qishen wanted these things, all he had to do was talk, and he would get as much as he wanted.

"Okay, Sixth Brother." Wu Daming nodded, and then he said, "Sixth Brother, where are you going to go tonight?"

Mo Qishen rubbed his temples and said a little tiredly: "Go back to the manor."

Wu Daming originally wanted to talk to Mo Qishen about the house again, but seeing Mo Qishen like this, he didn't say anything more.

...

The business of the noodle shop and milk tea shop is still booming, and the daily profits are also very impressive. This gave Ni Yan the idea of ​​​​opening another branch.

If you want to turn small money into big money, you must open a branch. You will never make money by being content with the status quo.

Although she doesn't have a lot of money now, she still has some money to buy a shop.

Ni Yan walked along the street and set his sights on Sun Chunxiang's pickled fish stall.

Although the pickled fish noodles made by Sun Chunxiang are not delicious, the delicious pickled fish noodles have been spread around here. In addition, there are people queuing for a long time at Ni Yan's place, so Sun Chunxiang's place is still more or less delicious every day. Can make some money.

However, if the store is opened opposite Sun Chunxiang’s stall, will anyone eat Sun Chunxiang’s noodles?

Ni Yan had no intention of letting Sun Chunxiang go so easily.

Ni Yan slightly curled her lips, turned around and walked towards the opposite shop.

There is a row of shops here.

There are some that are in business, and there are also empty shops that are being transferred.

Ni Yan took a fancy to two shops next to each other.

One of the two shops is 65 square meters, and the other is 20 square meters.

The larger one is used to sell pickled fish, while the smaller one is used to sell milk tea.

Ni Yan was observing the surrounding environment when an old man with gray hair came over and whispered: "Little girl, do you want to buy these two shops?"

Ni Yan nodded, "Yes, old man."

As soon as the old man heard this, he immediately became anxious and shook his head repeatedly: "You can't buy it, you can't buy it! You must not buy from these two shops?"

Ni Yan asked curiously: "Why?"

The old man said quietly: "Little girl, let me tell you, these two shops are really bad. Before you, there have been three buyers. Some of them bought fruits to sell, some bought clothes, and another one seemed like They sell rice, but they all closed down in the end! This shop has bad feng shui!”

Ni Yan smiled slightly, "Thank you, old man, for reminding me, but my fate is tough. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Although he had experienced a rebirth, Ni Yan still didn't believe in Feng Shui.

Even if you are given a Feng Shui treasure land, if you don't know how to do business, you will have to close down in the end.

It all depends on human effort.

In this world, there are always only useless people, and there are no useless things at all.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you."

Ni Yan paid more than 40,000 yuan and got the real estate certificate without paying attention to the old man's words.

When the owners of the surrounding shops saw Ni Yan paying and coming out, their eyes looked like they were looking at a fool.

"Why does that little girl look familiar to me?"

"I feel a little familiar too."

"Is she the little boss who buys pickled cabbage noodles?"

"It seems to be her. Oh, what a pity. Such a good business actually bought two evil shops. I don't know how the business will die by then."

"Young men are brave!"

Ni Yan didn't pay attention to these regretful words and still walked forward calmly.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Yanyan."

Is it an illusion?

Ni Yan paused for a moment and looked behind him.

Mo Qishen was standing in the sun, looking at Ni Yan with a smile.

Under the sunlight, those eyes that looked like they were penetrating into the sea were shining as if they were glowing.

It's not an illusion.

Ni Yan raised her lips slightly, with a slight dimple at the corner of her mouth, and quickly walked towards Mo Qishen, "Brother Mo is really you, I thought I heard wrong!"

After not seeing her for nearly two months, his wife seemed to have become more beautiful again. Mo Qishen looked at the two shallow pear dimples, a little confused.

"Brother Mo?" Ni Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

Only then did Mo Qishen realize his whereabouts and reported his whereabouts subconsciously, "I went out for the second day of the new year and didn't come back until yesterday. I left in a hurry, so I didn't say hello to you."

Ni Yan nodded, "Let me tell you, I haven't seen you for so long."

The two walked and chatted all the way, and soon they arrived at the noodle shop.

It was break time at this time, and there were no customers queuing up outside the noodle shop. Ni Yan said, "Brother Mo, have you eaten? Shall I cook noodles for you?"

"Okay." Mo Qishen nodded, "Thank you Yanyan."

Even though he was full from the noodles cooked by his wife, he was still hungry.

After a while, Ni Yan came out with noodles.

Mo Qishen stood up and took the noodles. In a short while, he finished a large bowl of noodles.

Seeing that he was eating so quickly, Ni Yan stood up and said, "Brother Mo, I'll cook you another bowl."

This man must be very hungry, otherwise he wouldn't eat so fast.

In fact, Mo Qishen was overeating.

God knows he's just had steak...

The long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain, so he ate so quickly.

Hearing this, Mo Qishen immediately stood up and took Ni Yan's hand, "Yanyan, I'm full!"

The two of them held their hands together, like an electric shock. Mo Qishen quickly let go, "Yanyan, I'm really full!"

Ni Yan sat down with a natural expression and said with a smile: "Brother Mo, please don't be polite to me."

Seeing Ni Yan like this, Mo Qishen also relaxed a lot, "Yanyan, look when I've been polite to you. By the way, my mother is holding a tea party at home tomorrow, why don't you come and play too? Xiaodie is very Miss you."

Xiaodie thought she was real.

He thought she was real too.

Mo Qishen has never felt so cowardly. The person he clearly likes is sitting across from him, but he just doesn't dare to speak.

He is twenty-eight years old.

Ni Yan is only eighteen years old.

He was afraid that he would scare Ni Yan.

He was even more afraid that he was not worthy of Ni Yan.

If Ni Yan is really scared, then they can't even be friends. Now, at least they can still be friends.

Ni Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

You will definitely see Li Xianxian, the unofficial grandson-in-law, at the Mo family's tea party.

As long as Li Xianxian is unhappy, she will be happy.

Thinking of this, Ni Yan unconsciously curled his lips.

"Yanyan." Mo Qishen blurted out without holding back.

There are now ten thousand villains clamoring in his heart.

Confession!

Confession!

If you don’t even dare to say I like you, what kind of man are you?

"Huh?" Ni Yan raised his eyes and looked at Mo Qishen, with a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes that were crystal clear.

Seeing those clear peach blossom eyes, Mo Qishen swallowed what he said and said, "Yanyan, shall I pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"Well," Ni Yan said, "I'll wait for you at home."

After saying this, Mo Qishen showed that he was still calm, but his heart was already as decadent as a dog.

well!

He's so useless.

In order to express himself better in front of Ni Yan, Mo Qishen did not go back in the afternoon, but stayed at the noodle shop to help.

Looking at the busy figure in the restaurant, Marcus and Morris thought they were blind while sitting in the car.

Last time they saw Mo Qishen sitting in this noodle shop, pouring wine and passing cigarettes to a group of workers. But this time, why did he do odd jobs?

Even if it is to pursue a wife, there is no need to wrong yourself so much, right?

After all, his identity is there. As soon as he takes off the vest, there are countless rich people from famous families rushing to join him.

...

When going home in the evening, Ni Yan told Wang Tieniu about buying a shop. He said there was no need to rush the decoration and he could wait for Wang Tieniu to finish building the house.

Wang Tieniu is serious and responsible in his work, and Ni Yan does not want to find another construction team.

Hearing this, Wang Tieniu said: "Yanyan, thank you for trusting me so much! I also have a brother-in-law who is also a bricklayer. How about I ask him to help you?"

The conditions of Wang Tieniu's brother-in-law's family are not very good. In the twelfth lunar month of last year, he borrowed 100 yuan from Wang Tieniu to go back to celebrate the New Year.

So Wang Tieniu wanted to give this job to his brother-in-law and help him by the way.

Ni Yan nodded, "Okay, please help Uncle Tieniu to communicate with him. You know the wages. If he has time, he can start work at any time."

"Okay, okay," Wang Tieniu said excitedly: "Then I will go to his house tonight, Yanyan, thank you so much!"

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Uncle Tieniu, you have helped me so much, I should be the one thanking you."

The next morning, Mo Qishen rode the bicycle to pick up Ni Yan on time.

Ni Yan was still wearing the beige cheongsam she wore yesterday and a darker blue coat.

Dark blue is a very attractive color, but when worn on Ni Yan, it makes her skin as white as snow and her lips as if they were greased.

Whether it is dazzling red or low-key beige, she can control it well, as if all colors were born for her.

"Brother Mo, let's go." Ni Yan got into the back seat of the car and naturally held Mo Qishen's waist with his right hand.

Looking at the hand on his waist, Mo Qishen curled his lips slightly. His originally empty heart was filled to the brim at this moment, and the speed of his bicycle became faster unconsciously.

After a while, they arrived at the Mo family villa.

Because it was a tea party, many ladies from aristocratic families and wives from wealthy families who were friends with the Mo family gathered in the Mo family hall.

As soon as Ni Yan entered, he was warmly welcomed by Mrs. Mo and Mo Hudie, "Yanyan is here!"

"Sister Ni Yan."

As a result, Mo Qishen, his biological son and uncle, was left alone...

Hearing the noise, Li Xianxian, who was communicating with others, raised his head and looked over there. When he looked, he saw Ni Yan.

Ni Yan!

Why is it her again?

Li Xianxian squinted his eyes and turned to look towards Mo Baichuan. Sure enough, he saw that Mo Baichuan's eyes had unconsciously looked towards Ni Yan.

No, we cannot continue to let things develop like this.

She must find a way to make the Mo family hate Ni Yan.

Otherwise, Mo Baichuan will be snatched away by Ni Yan one day.

Because Ni Yan wore an eye-catching cheongsam at Mrs. Mo's birthday party last time, and everyone saw the beauty of Chinese style, so retro style is more popular in upper class circles during this period. The ladies standing in the hall now, Nine times out of ten they are wearing cheongsam.

Originally, Li Xianxian was the one who was imitated and admired by everyone. After all, Li Xianxian had always been at the forefront of fashion. Now that it was suddenly someone else, Li Xianxian felt mixed emotions and extremely uncomfortable.

Even though she felt uncomfortable, Li Xianxian still greeted her warmly and said softly: "Sister Yanyan."