Su Yao never thought that the first time she saw Jiang Linxiao's mother, she would be in this situation.

Ge An'an, who was rumored to be "hurt", was lying on the bed in the luxurious VIP room with a haggard expression, surrounded by all kinds of fresh and beautiful bouquets. The sick look like Xizi's heart is very different from the confident beauty of the brain game, but it is beautiful enough.

And the woman who is very likely to become her mother-in-law in the future is sitting next to Ge An'an and peeling apples for her.

The middle-aged woman is wearing a black retro cheongsam embroidered with red peonies, although she is no longer young, but how can that face look so similar to that in her early thirties, she is still beautiful and moving.

"Auntie, I brought Su Yao over." Ge Beibei forcefully pulled Su Yao open the door of the ward, and her preemptive words interrupted the laughter inside.

Su Yao's hand, which was just about to knock, froze.

"Why are you so rude?" The displeasure on Jiang's mother's face clearly seemed to be talking about Su Yao.

The first time they met, they left such a bad impression, and Su Yao didn't believe it when he said that Ge Beibei didn't mean it just now.

Sure enough, she gloated at herself, and the smug smile was about to overflow from her eyes.

It is conceivable how many times Su Yao has been smeared in front of Jiang's mother.

But sadly, whatever she did regardless of the means was nothing but useless work. Jiang's mother likes the gentle and graceful Ge An'an, who has everyone's beautiful temperament, and Jiang Linxiao likes the soft and cute Su Yao.

Her dirty tricks are just a one-man show from start to finish.

But now Jiang's mother is willing to cooperate with Ge Beibei, which is enough for her to prove how much she dislikes Su Yao.

Su Yao hesitated at the door, but Ge An'an, who was asleep on the hospital bed, had a "good-natured" smile on his pale face, "Come in!" Auntie is joking with you. ”

Mother Jiang has always been a person who is moody, you never know what she is thinking, even if you guess, you can't be sure. Even if a smart person like Ge An'an saw Jiang's mother's displeased expression, he was not much happier in his heart, but it didn't mean that she wanted to miss such an opportunity to perform, and by the way, she could be disgusted and disgusting.

But Su Yao didn't show any dissatisfaction, and stepped forward quietly.

She is wearing a light yellow knit sweater today, and the jeans on her lower body are wrapped with straight and slender legs.

With a delicate nose bridge, seductive cherry lips, a pretty and moving face and two shallow pear vortices, the smile is very moving, like a little girl next door.

At least Mother Jiang looked at her face a lot better, and she didn't look like a child from an indecent family.

Of course, this does not mean that she is qualified to be the future mistress of the Jiang family.

Su Yao walked to the front, "Hello aunt." ”

Mother Jiang neither became emotional nor spoken, but looked back at the apple with her head down.

It wasn't until she peeled the apple and handed it to Ge An'an that she said quietly: "Did you do this?" ”

I didn't expect her to be so straightforward, Su Yao paused, then shook his head and denied, "I didn't." ”

Jiang Mu's eyes turned to her, looked at Su Yao head-on, and said slowly, "Then you can go!" ”

Su Yao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such a rejuvenating teacher to end so rashly.

Of course, she is not the only one, and the rest of the two have carefully ended a good show so dismally, and I don't know what to do.

Until she left the door of the hospital, Su Yao still felt a little dreamy, but she didn't know that she was thinking with her head down and Jiang Linxiao who came in a hurry.

Jiang's mother was coming out of the VIP ward when she saw her son coming in the dust.

"What's wrong?" She closed the door gently, and glanced at Ge An'an, who was lying on the bed with a "thin face" and was as ill as Xi Shi, through the glass window on the door, before turning to look at her son.

Jiang Linxiao didn't talk much to her, and said straight to the point with a cold handsome face: "What about Xiao'er?" ”

The relationship between mother and son does not seem to be different from the warmth of ordinary people, but more like rival enemies.

"Xiao'er, you shouted very affectionately." Mother Jiang stroked her still black hair, her lazy and beautiful eyebrows and eyes were curled, and her body was plated with a layer of noble and beautiful streamers.

Jiang Linxiao actually doesn't look very much like the glamorous and moving Jiang mother, but more like his father, who rarely has the opportunity to meet, and his temperament and demeanor are exactly the same.

His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his thin lips pursed, "Since I'm not here, I'll go first." ”

"So if I don't invite Su Yao, you won't come to me, right?" Mother Jiang lowered her long and thick eyelashes, casting two heavy shadows on her eyelids.

"You don't call it invitation, it's called coercion." Jiang Lin left without looking back.