Although the old woman's face is old, her spirit is nothing like that of an elderly person.
Jiong's bright eyes shone with the same shrewd brilliance as Xia Houyan's.
The first time I saw Mu Lingbo, my eyes lit up. This woman's appearance and figure were all of high quality, and she didn't have the over-groomed rouge of ordinary women. Her whole temperament was pure and pure, and there was something indescribable.
flavor.
After hearing about what happened between her and the boy from the Ji family yesterday, I already had a good impression of her.
The second son of the Ji family has always had a bad reputation, and relying on the national strength of the Haoli Kingdom and the Ji family's increasing power in recent years, even the Xiahou family doesn't take it seriously.
But although the Ji family boy has an annoying personality, bullies the weak, and thinks highly of himself, his cultivation is not weak.
Women are usually physically weaker than men, and their cultivation is rarely outstanding. Although she has a son, he does not look very old. The fact that she can defeat the Ji family boy and his two servants shows that she is rare.
Talent.
"Mother..." Xia Houyan felt gloomy when he saw his mother looking at Mu Lingbo like she was looking at her future daughter-in-law.
Mrs. Xiahou immediately coughed twice, lowered her face, and glared at Xiahouyan, "Do I need your permission before I go out?"
Xia Houyan had no choice but to wink and tell the shopkeeper to get away quickly.
"I don't know what to call this girl?" When Mrs. Xiahou looked at Mu Lingbo, her eyes and voice immediately softened by more than a degree, "I met Mr. Ling privately in the morning, and the girl was not there at the time. I hope that the girl
Don’t mind it.”
Mu Lingbo smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, my son has always been free-spirited."
I glanced at my son, who was acting cute again, and said intriguingly, "And he also had a lot of fun today."
Mu Xiaobao jumped down from the bench and greeted Mrs. Xiahou with an innocent smile on her face, "Hello, grandma, I was just talking about you to my mother."
Mrs. Xiahou suddenly became excited, "Really? Actually, my intention when I came here this time was to talk to the girl alone, but since this traitor is also here..."
He glared at Xia Houyan again.
Xia Houyan's eyes wandered randomly, not daring to meet that look.
"Then just tell me what you have to say." Mrs. Xiahou said as she took out a small, square box from her arms.
Xia Houyan almost pounced on him, "Mom, you must not do this."
Mrs. Xiahou avoided it with agility and looked at him coldly, "It's none of your business if I give you things."
Xia Houyan saw the two people looking at each other eagerly, and knew that they were absolutely unreliable, so he simply pointed out the core point with one sentence, "Mu Xiaobao is not my son at all. Mother, you and the whole city have got it wrong."
"No?" Mrs. Xiahou's expression immediately changed, and she immediately retracted half of the wooden box she was holding in her hand, squeezing it tightly.
Mu Xiaobao and Mu Lingbo were a little regretful, as they were indeed mother and son.
"It's absolutely not true, mother. I promise to listen to you and immediately choose a daughter-in-law that satisfies you when I get back. How about we propose marriage right away?"
I hope that if the speed is fast enough, I can survive the big devil.
"How could it not be!" The old lady said sadly.
"I'll explain this later. In fact, I owe them money for your son..."
"What???!!!" The old lady turned her head and looked at the gift she had generously given away in the morning. Her heart suddenly felt cramped and she clutched her chest, "I feel a little bad..."
