Zhao Xinxin looked at Mrs. Zhao and her expression was somewhat disappointing: "Mom, do you say that they are deliberate? Deliberately not seeing us."

"This should not be. Let's come back and look at it in the evening. When we get there, we will know what is going on." Mrs. Zhao’s eyes narrowed and she said.

Zhao Xinxin was helpless, but he could only listen to Mrs. Zhao’s words. The two first returned to Zhao and came back at night.

Their every move, Zhao Mingxiang knew that he was impatient and looked at his father and said: "Don't we let them do this?"

"What kind of person do you think the couple is?"

"It's amazing and mysterious."

"In this case, what are you worried about?" Zhao asked the son with a smile on his face.

Zhao Mingxiang’s expression was a sigh, then he laughed, yeah, since this is the case, what is he still worried about? Isn't this white worry?

"But if they are too troublesome, I will not be able to get along with Xiaoyu at the time." This is what Zhao Mingxiang is worried about, but he likes the three little guys very much.

"Do not worry, from the perspective of Mingyu, they are not the kind of indiscriminate people." Zhao said directly.

Zhao Mingxiang thought about it carefully. It seems that it is such a thing. He seems to be too worried.

"Hey, I know that I am too worried, it will be like this." Zhao Mingxiang said a little embarrassed.

Zhao’s master patted his son’s shoulder, and his son’s favorite, he could not understand his son’s meaning.

"Well, I don't have to say more, I know." Zhao said, smiling.

Because of Zhao’s words, Zhao Mingxiang was not so worried, but he was afraid that Zhao Xinxin would give him some moths.

That night was just dark, Mrs. Zhao went to the restaurant with Zhao Xinxin, and waited for a while to wait for the Qiao Tianchang couple who came back with three children.

When I saw Ning Mengyao, Mrs. Zhao’s eyes flashed without a reason.

Her mother of four children looks like a bride in her early twenties. Unlike her, although she is well maintained, she still has wrinkles on her face. This is the least she admits.

"Heart, you are sure that this is what Jomo Mapin's mother?" Mrs. Zhao looked at Ning Mengyao and asked some doubts.

"Yeah." Zhao Xinxin nodded, but she didn't know that Jomo Maple was just their son.

Madame Zhao frowned, this is not like how it looks.

"Mrs. Joe please stay." No matter how unbelief in my heart, Mrs. Zhao went to the scalp and smiled and said hello.

Ning Mengyao stopped to look at Zhao Xinxin's mother and daughter: "This lady, I don't know what you have?"

"Mrs. Joe, I am Zhao Xinxin's mother-in-law. Some things want to talk to you. I don't know if you have time?" Mrs. Zhao looked at Ning Mengyao with a gentle look.

Ning Mengyao raised his eyebrows. It seems that there was some accident that Zhao Xinxin’s mother actually took the initiative to come to the door.

"That please." Ning Mengyao smiled and spoke. As the saying goes, he doesn't smile at the face. Since people meet each other, they smile. Can't she give it to others?

"Thank you so much."

Zhao Xinxin happily followed Mrs. Zhao and walked behind. After they entered Ning Mengyao’s box, they were a little surprised, especially Mrs. Zhao.

They have not been to this restaurant, but they have never been in such a box.

Mrs. Zhao’s eyes flashed a little, and it seems that she really said the same thing to her daughter. Their family members are really different.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao wants to contribute to this marriage.

"We just came back from the outside, if Mrs. Zhao didn't mind, she could have a meal together." Ning Mengyao faintly invited.

"That needs to be thanked." Madame Zhao’s heart suddenly has a bottom, it seems that this person is also very good to talk, so that this will definitely become.

Thinking, the smile on Mrs. Zhao’s face is even more obvious.

Ning Mengyao looked at Mrs. Zhao and saw a glimmer of light on her eyes.

When I was eating, no one talked about a bad topic. When I knew that it was about to end, Zhao Xinxin looked embarrassed and looked at Ning Mengyao: "Hey, is Mo Feng where he went?"