Growing Fond of You, Mr. Nian (800+)

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Mo Jin’s face turned black. “Excuse me, Mr. Nian. I’ve divorced Xu Zhengxuan a long time ago.”

Nian Qingyun was momentarily stunned.

He could vaguely recall such an incident, but he was too agitated to deal with other issues, so he only nonchalantly nodded his head before he sat down and watched Jiang Yi closely with a cold expression.

Nian Xi rolled her eyes, then moved forward with a big smile to warmly grab Mo Jin’s hands. “You must be my sister-in-law’s mother. You are really pretty, and you look a lot like her; no wonder she is so pretty. Aunty, thank you for giving me such a brilliant sister-in-law.”

Mo Jin had heard from Luosang that Nian Junting had a sister. This must be her. The girl was dressed in a police uniform and also possessed an undisguisable handsomeness that she quite liked.

“I heard that you’ve taken care of our Luosang on many occasions. I want to thank you for that.” Mo Jin returned a smile.

“Sangsang is not only my sister-in-law, but also my friend. That’s a given.”

Once again, Nian Xi smiled and patted Mo Liuxi’s shoulder. “Hi handsome, do you still remember me?”

“Hello.” Mo Liuxi nodded slightly.

“Call her ‘big sister’,” said Mo Jin.

“…Big sister,” said Mo Liuxi.

Luosang was amused as she discovered that her younger brother really disliked saying, ‘big sister.’

“You’re so cute. That was incredibly charming.” Nian Xi moved forward to squish his cheeks. “It’s been a long time since I’ve met such a pretty lad.”

Mo Liuxi: “…”

Feng Ji Chuan walked in to witness what was happening. His eyebrows unconsciously knitted together.

The old grandpa glared at Nian Xi. “Watch your behavior. You cannot touch a boy’s face so casually.”

“What’s wrong with that? I treat him like my younger brother,” Nian Xi said, pouting.

Luosang smiled. “Liuxi is pretty, but the lad they brought home the last time is not bad either.”

“Which young lad?” Grandma Nian’s interest was perked.

“Incredibly graceful…” Luosang said.

“Ji Chuan,” Xiao Si called suddenly.

The words died on Luosang’s tongue. She turned around and realized that at some time, Feng Ji Chuan came to stand behind her; his expression was serene.

Feng Ji Chuan extended the gift in his hands towards Nian Junting. “Birthday present. I wasn’t sure of what would be a good gift, but I just bought something anyhow.”

“Thank you. Have a seat.” Nian Junting pointed to the empty chair next to Xiao Si.

Feng Ji Chuan greeted everyone before taking his seat. Nian Qingyun glanced at him before abashedly taking up the topic Luosang was on previously. “The lad you mentioned, I’ve met him, and I’ve also made some inquiries. Nianxi and him are just friends, isn’t that right Nianxi?”

Nianxi was bending her head down to pick up a piece of pickled radish from the table. Hearing that someone was talking to her, she raised her head as if waking up from a dream, and casually replied, “I can’t be sure of that since the future is full of possibilities, isn’t it?”

Nian Qingyun had originally intended to smooth things over.

After all, she was his daughter. He knew that she wasn’t over Feng Ji Chuan and he wanted to give her a way out, but in the end, he backed her into a further corner.

When all chances of reconciliation were killed, she would have a lot to cry over.

Feng Ji Chuan also sat silently and didn’t comment.

However, Murong Cheng felt uncomfortable watching and added, “Didn’t I introduce many potential partners to you recently? Each one of them is an elite; they are also handsome and charming. They are quite taken by you. Who do you prefer?”

“None of them are good enough for me,” Nian Xi said after swallowing a pickled radish.

Murong Cheng was speechless. She wanted to say that her daughter lacked a brain sometimes. Nian Xi should have played along to provoke Feng Ji Chuan and make him regret.

“Not good enough for you? What more do you want then? Do you want me to find a scientist for you somewhere?” Murong Cheng thoughtlessly retorted out of anger.

“Ahem.” Nian Qingyun choked on his tea.