Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fat Man in a Hurry
"That's right. ”
Xiaobao sat up slightly straighter, took a sip of juice from the glass, and then asked, "Auntie, what are you doing here?"
When Yu Xingran heard this, the smile on the corner of his lips paused, and he replied casually, "Come for an interview." ”
From beginning to end, Mo Jin Yuan was ignored and sat silently.
Hearing her answer, he suddenly remembered the last time this woman refused the old man's invitation.
The old man told him to bring this woman back and be a tutor for Xiaobao.
A thought slipped through his eyes, and he put down his coffee cup and asked, as if unintentionally, "How did it turn out?"
Yu Xingran was a little surprised by his sudden inquiry, but he didn't hide it.
"I don't know, I'll have to wait for the notice. ”
That being said, she was clearly out of hope.
Mo Jin Yuan saw it at a glance, but he didn't ask much, and then fell silent again.
He didn't talk much, he was cold, and Yu Xingran didn't know what topic to talk about.
After all, the previous misunderstanding made her subconsciously keep her distance from this man.
So, I had to chat with Xiaobao with a match.
It was noon in a blink of an eye, and Xiaobao was reluctant to let go of Yu Xingran, so he hugged her tightly.
"Pretty auntie, let's have lunch together! I finally saw you once, can you stay with me more?"
The little guy was tightly curled up in his arms, and Yu Xingran was also a little reluctant in his heart, so he hesitated and agreed.
Seeing this, Mo Jin Yuan had a faint hint of helplessness between his eyebrows, and he didn't want to say anything, so he took this big and small to the Tasting Pavilion.
This is a private restaurant, the decoration looks antique, each table is separated by a screen, there is an independent small space, very elegant.
This restaurant is famous in Nancheng, and Yu Xingran came for the first time, so he simply let Mo Jin Yuan order it.
"I will eat whatever Xiaobao eats. ”
Mo Jin Yuan didn't refuse, and quickly ordered the food.
After the dishes were served, Yu Xingran realized that the taste of this little guy was very similar to his own.
She was secretly a little surprised, and immediately took care of Xiaobao to eat, showing tenderness in her soft words.
Mo Jin Yuan sat opposite and observed quietly for a while.
He found that the woman seemed to get along very well with Xiaobao, and the little guy became more and more intimate with this woman.
It's the first time he's seen such a scene, and this little thing doesn't seem to be so close to his grandfather.
And this woman's meticulous appearance of peeling shrimp and shaving fish bones for Xiaobao is even more like Xiaobao's mother.
As soon as this thought came to him, Mo Jin Yuan was suddenly shocked by himself.
He pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze without a trace, quickly rejecting the idea in the depths of his mind.
Halfway through lunch, Yu Xingran got up and went to the bathroom.
As soon as she left on her front foot, Mo Jinyuan's mobile phone rang closely.
Glancing at the name on the screen, his eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and he picked it up expressionlessly after a moment.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
In the next second, Gu Siyuan's soft voice came down the earpiece, and the little guy on the opposite side suddenly pricked up his ears and listened smartly.
"Jin Yuan, are you free at this time? Regarding the matter of our wedding, I want to talk to you, after all, it has been several days, will it be a little bad to delay it any longer?"
When Mo Jin Yuan heard this, his eyes turned pale, and there was a faint impatience between his eyebrows.