"Really?" He Jiayin glanced at Feng Rui suspiciously. She never imagined that Feng Rui, who hated herself and the He family so much, would look at her friend differently.
Something always feels wrong.
For some reason, she suddenly remembered the female voice she heard when she was on the phone with Mu Zechuan at noon. Could it be Tang Qiaoen?
Because she only heard such a short sound, she couldn't confirm it at all, and she didn't even know if she heard it wrong.
She turned back to see Mu Zechuan's reaction, but she knew that he had already turned his back to everyone and went upstairs.
Tang Qiaoen looked at Mu Zechuan's back, and then said to Jiayin: "It's getting late, I have to go back first, so I won't delay your family reunion here."
It was already dinner time, and neither emotion nor reason could let her go. He Jiayin was about to ask to keep her, but Feng Rui unexpectedly stood up first.
"Qiaoen, it's rare for you to come here once," Feng Rui took Tang Qiaoen's hand with a very kind attitude: "I won't agree to leave without dinner!"
He Jiayin has never seen Feng Rui's attitude used on her.
The feeling of disharmony rose from the bottom of my heart again, and became stronger and stronger.
Mu Zebing is also very close to Tang Qiaoen: "Sister Qiaoen, listen to me! I also want to discuss the latest doll with you!"
He Jiayin has never felt that Mu Zebing is so easy to get along with. Although she is full of doubts, she can't show anything at this moment, she can only smile: "Yes, Qiao En, where can I let you go?"
Tang Qiaoen also stayed.
The dinner was extremely lively, and even He Jiayin, who had always been silent at the Mu Mansion dining table, had to speak.
Mu Zechuan, on the other hand, was uncharacteristically silent.
Mrs. Mu asked Tang Qiaoen: "I heard that you and our Jiayin have been good friends since childhood?"
"Yes, old lady." Tang Qiaoenx answered cautiously. In the Mu family, Feng Rui and Mu Zebing liked her very much. For some reason, this old lady always disliked her.
"Then why did I meet you for the first time?" Mrs. Mu asked deliberately: "Why haven't my good friends attended Jiayin's wedding?"
Fortunately, Mrs. Mu did not mention in front of He Jiayin that they had known each other in the United States.
"Grandma, Qiaoen was in the United States at that time and didn't have time to come back." He Jiayin explained for Tang Qiaoen.
"Oh, no wonder." Mrs. Mu glanced at Tang Qiaoen and asked, "How did you and Jiayin meet?"
Tang Qiaoen instantly felt that the food in her mouth had lost its taste. This was the last thing she wanted to think of.
But Mrs. Mu’s question had to be answered, because she was Mu Zechuan’s most respected grandmother: “My father and Uncle He were good friends. When I was eight years old, my parents died in a car accident, and Uncle He took me with him.
I went back to raise her, so I met Jiayin."
"So, the He family can be considered your benefactor?" Mrs. Mu said pointedly.
Tang Qiaoen's throat was sore that he could not speak.
He Jiayin thought she was sad thinking about the death of her parents, so she quickly answered for her: "Grandma, Qiaoen and I are like sisters."
Mrs. Mu looked at He Jiayin who was smiling sincerely, and sighed secretly in her heart. This granddaughter-in-law is really simple and kind.
But don't worry, grandma won't let you suffer.
After dinner, Tang Qiaoen left and He Jiayin saw her out.
Chapter completed!