Feeling the warmth behind him, Mo Han’s heart was aflutter.
He turned around and embraced Luo Ning in his arms, his cheek against hers, and he breathed out, "Ning’er, tonight I was thinking..."
Luo Ning’s face flushed red instantly, and after hesitating for a mont, she nodded, "Mm."
Mo Han was ecstatic, "Really, can I really sleep in the bedroom tonight?"
Um...
Mo Han just wanted to sleep in the bedroom? He didn’t have other things in mind?
Luo Ning felt a bit disappointed, but her face turned even redder, like a ripe apple.
She quickly wriggled out of Mo Han’s embrace and blurted out, "I’m going to check on Chen Chen..."
It had to be said, Mo Han’s cooking skills were indeed impressive. In no ti at all, a bowl of steaming egg and shredded pork noodles was ready.
Her mother-in-law devoured the al with relish, offering rare praise for Mo Han.
The aroma made Luo Ning’s stomach growl with hunger, luckily Mo Han had made extra, so she went to get a bowl for herself.
Ding dong...
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Mo Han and Luo Ning exchanged smiles; indeed, what was expected still ca.
"Mom? Big brother, Xuan Ran? It’s you guys?"
Seeing the three people standing at the door, Luo Shanchuan was sowhat stupefied, "Why are you coming over so late?"
Old Lady Luo snorted, her cold voice cutting through, "Do I need to notify you when I co over?"
Luo Yuantu tried to smooth things over, "Younger brother, we ca this ti to discuss so matters with Niece Ning. Are you planning to let us stand at the door forever?"
"Oh, please co in, co in." Luo Yuantu only then reacted, welcoming the three people into the house.
Seeing Old Lady Luo, her mother-in-law Yang ifeng tensed up like a mouse seeing a cat. She shivered, quickly got up, wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and ingratiatingly said, "Mom, what brings you here? Co, take a seat on the sofa."
"Mo Han, hurry up and make tea..."
Old Lady Luo seated herself without ceremony. She glanced around the room and spoke with feigned indifference, "i Feng, I’ve heard that in a while, you’re planning to move into a Bolai No.1 villa?"
"Uh... Yes."
Yang ifeng knew she couldn’t hide it from Old Lady Luo and so confessed, "It’s just the right to reside, without ownership. At most, we’ll live there for ten years."
"To live for ten years isn’t bad."
Old Lady Luo held her head high, her eyes slightly squinting as she said, "Bolai in East City, though I’ve never been, I’ve heard from several friends that it has excellent greenery and the environnt. It must be very comfortable living there."
"i Feng, Shan Chuan, I’ve heard that your villa has over ten rooms. Here’s what we’ll do—you leave three rooms that are well-lit, facing south, for . If one day I get tired of the old mansion, I’ll go stay there for a while."
Old Lady Luo, upon sitting down, didn’t bring up the matter of the steel, but deliberately ntioned the villa in order to seize the initiative.
Moreover, she had heard that the Bolai No.1 villa was worth 1.7 billion. She had not lived in such an expensive house in her entire life and naturally wanted to indulge herself.
"This..."
Yang ifeng and Luo Shanchuan’s faces showed their discomfort.
Old Lady Luo, accustod to having her way, would make their lives miserable if she moved into the villa.
Luo Ning frowned slightly and spoke up, "Grandma, this house was gifted to Mo Han by an elder friend of his. Only he has the right to decide who can live there."
"Besides, you are one person—why do you need three rooms?"
Old Lady Luo huffed, "I am old and frail, needing care. I have two maids, naturally, they need rooms as well!"
Luo Ning didn’t mince words, "I’m sorry, Grandma, but that won’t do!"
Good daughter!
Seeing Luo Ning talk back to Old Lady Luo made Yang ifeng inwardly elated, though she pretended to be displeased, "Ning’er, is that how you speak to Grandma? Apologize to her this instant!"
"But, what Ning’er said isn’t wrong."
"The Bolai No.1 house is indeed nice, but we only have residential rights. And besides, it was given to my worthless son-in-law Mo Han to live in. If Mo Han isn’t willing, we can’t force him, right?"
She winked at Mo Han as she spoke.
Although she disliked Mo Han, if she could use him to thwart Old Lady Luo’s desire to move into the villa, she was willing to do so.
In fact, she needn’t have worried; even if she hadn’t spoken up, Mo Han would have taken a stand.
Mo Han untied his apron and spoke leisurely, "Grandma, have you co to reprimand us?"
"I don’t understand. You haven’t visited our ho in years. Why, as soon as we move to Bolai No.1, do you suddenly show up to join in the excitent?"
His words were blunt, sparing no consideration for Old Lady Luo’s feelings. Her cheeks turned swiftly red, and she thought to herself:
Of course, who would want to visit your pathetic ninety-sothing square ter house? I ca because you moved to the best house in East City, didn’t I?
"It’s getting late, Grandma, Uncle, if there’s nothing else, you should head back and get so rest."
Mo Han could not be bothered to prolong the conversation and effectively showed them the door.
Old Lady Luo’s expression tensed—a serious matter had yet to be discussed; they couldn’t just leave.
"Cough!"
She cleared her throat and glanced at Luo Xuanran. Reluctantly, he stepped forward, his head bowed low, "Luo Ning, I was wrong about tonight. I shouldn’t have doubted or accused you."
"The company needs the steel materials from Blacklight Pier right now. Please, talk to Boss Wang and get him to send the materials back soon..."
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