This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1683 Mature woman Han Yunan!

   Terrace dining area, Ling Zihuan comes by himself uninvited.

  The little girl first glanced at Qiao Mu, and then spoke to Han Yunan and Han Yunting, "Aunt Han, Sanshu."

  Han Yunan looked at Ling Zihuan peacefully, stretched out his hand across the table and pulled her to his side, "I haven’t seen Zi Huan in years, you are so big in a blink of an eye!"

  Ling Zihuan stood next to Han Yunan obediently, looking at her with black and white eyes, grinning, "Aunt Han is as good-looking as before."

  Hearing the sound, Han Yunan smiled unabated, and asked the waiter to add a chair beside him, and invited the little girl to sit down, "Are you eating here too?"

  Ling Zihuan nodded, took a vague glance at Qiao Mu, and replied: "I came here with a friend. When I saw my aunt, I wanted to come over and say hello."

  Han Yunan is nearly forty years old, but she is very well maintained. Only when she is smiling, can she see the faint fine lines from the corner of her eyes.

  As the woman who is now in charge of most of the companies in the Han family, she is definitely not a simple brainless person.

  Since Ling Zihuan came to the terrace, she cast Qiao Mu's eyes many times, and she had long been caught in her eyes.

  Han Yunan and Han Yunting looked at each other for a moment, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became much more meaningful.

  At this time, Ling Zihuan was sitting at the table, lowering his head and playing with his fingers.

  I don’t know if it was because of her sudden appearance, Aunt Han and Second Uncle never spoke again.

  Such a quiet atmosphere made the little girl very uncomfortable.

  She feels a bit redundant.

  At this time, Han Yunting carefully took a pair of chopsticks for Ling Zihuan, and another steak for her, "Xiao Zihuan taste this, your Aunt Han specially sent top steaks from abroad."

  Ling Zihuan’s little hand grabbed the edge of the table and waved his hand with self-knowledge, "Uncle San, no need.

  Friends are still waiting for me, I just come over to say hello to you, I will go back now. "

After   , she stood up, said hello, and hurriedly ran back to the restaurant lobby in the sight of a few people.

  So lost!

  Neither uncle spoke to her!

   Ling Zihuan returned to Huo Yun's side with a sad expression, his whole heart suppressed with unspeakable depression.

  On the other side, after seeing Ling Zihuan returning to the lobby, Han Yunan turned to look at Qiao Mu on the opposite side.

   Seeing that his gaze has not yet been retracted, he can't help but shake his head and laugh, "It seems that Zi Huan has no feelings for you.

  The little girl just peeked at you a few times, why didn’t you give me a response? ! "

  Qiao Mu's gaze moved to Han Yunan's face, and he raised his eyebrows calmly, "The time has not come, don't worry!"

   "You, pretend to be deep again, and be careful that your wife runs away with others!" Han Yunan joked, and could not see any unpleasant expression at all.

   Seeing this, Han Yunting took a sip from the wine glass, "Sister, your worry is completely unnecessary.

  In my opinion, Xiao Zihuan is eaten to death by him now.

   Instead of worrying about the two of them, you might as well think about your own marriage! "

  Han Yunan’s smile faded somewhat after Han Yunting’s reminder.

  She stretched out her finger and rubbed the cup holder of the crystal cup, her expression showed the seriousness and determination of a mature woman, "What needs to be considered for this kind of thing?

  Aunt Wen has already contacted her parents in private. Since she can’t escape the result of the marriage, it doesn’t matter who she is. "

  (End of this chapter)