My wife is amazing.

Chapter 271 Roasted Parrot

He's also getting very close to another woman?

Upon hearing this, Mo Yanheng immediately asked, "Who is he? What is his identity? What does he look like?"

"She's a shareholder of Iris, and she's a high school student—well, not really a high school student, she's already graduated and is about to go to university. Her name is He Suye, her family background is very ordinary, and she looks..."

Mo Yanheng raised his hand to interrupt: "Why are you reporting this kind of person to me? Do you have to report to me about everyone he encounters on the street?"

The man paused slightly, then bowed and said "Yes," without uttering another word, before turning and quickly disappearing from sight.

Mo Yanheng glanced down at the folder on the ground, saw the photos before the plastic surgery, looked away in disgust, kicked the folder away, and said disdainfully, "It's an eyesore, an eyesore."

Just as Mo Yanheng kicked the folder containing Zhou Shuhui's photos away, Jiang Wanfeng knocked on the door and came in.

Seeing his action, Jiang Wanfeng was startled. She then stepped forward, put down the cage she was holding, picked up the documents on the ground, and asked, "I heard you laughing so happily downstairs just now. What's wrong now?"

As she asked, she casually flipped through the file. Seeing the photo on the first page, her eyes lit up. "Isn't this the heiress of the K Diamond Group? I've even seen her movies. How did you get this? Could it be… that A-Yuan is in a relationship?"

"No, the assistant found the wrong information."

"Is that so?" Jiang Wanfeng placed the documents on the table, a flawless smile on her dignified and elegant face. "The Luo family heard you came back from Jiangshan City and gave you a parrot. I just tried it out, and it really can talk!"

"Really?" Mo Yanheng bent down to look at the bird with interest, then waved to the servants outside: "This bird is quite plump. Don't stew it, roast it instead, and sprinkle more cumin on it."

Jiang Wanfeng's smile froze instantly, as if a mask had cracked.

Mo Yanheng looked at her, a half-smile on his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wanfeng felt a chill run down her spine.

She forced a stiff smile and said, "N-nothing... no birds have been roasted in the kitchen before, I'll go watch them for you."

"Okay, call me when it's done." Mo Yanheng's smile deepened, but it made Jiang Wanfeng's forehead drip with cold sweat.

"it is good."

"Oh, right..." Mo Yanheng said casually, as if he suddenly remembered something, "You've never really known A Yuan. Don't mention him anymore, or you'll end up arguing again. You know he has a bad temper and is quite immature, so please be more tolerant of him."

Jiang Wanfeng couldn't even manage a smile this time. She felt a chill run down her spine, hurriedly nodded, and then picked up the birdcage and walked out.

Mo Yanheng is a man of unpredictable moods. When he's in a good mood, he's more agreeable than anyone else, but when he changes his expression, it's faster than turning the pages of a book.

But this is the first time in so many years that I've treated her with such a terrible attitude.

Could it be because of her brother Jiang Chuanfeng?

No, that's not right.

It's because of Mo Yuan!

This person seems to have suddenly become concerned about his second son.

Jiang Wanfeng put the birdcage in the kitchen, turned around and went upstairs. She returned to her bedroom, locked the door, and then made a phone call to Jiang Yichuan.

"Son! We're doomed! When it's Mo Yanheng's birthday, you must find a way to get registered in the Mo family, otherwise I'm afraid you'll never be able to join again, and then our Jiang family will truly be doomed!"

After listening to Jiang Wanfeng recount the events, Jiang Yichuan on the other end of the phone said, "Don't worry, Mo Yanheng and Mo Yuan have different tempers. They can argue over the smallest things, and sooner or later they'll become enemies. The most important thing right now isn't this. You don't need to worry about it. Just do as he says, and don't interfere or ask too many questions about Mo Yuan."

Jiang Wanfeng gripped her phone tightly, puzzled, and asked, "If this isn't important, then what is?"

"Of course it's He... sigh, it's hard to explain to you. In short, you should stay home for the next period of time. If you can't stay home, go on a trip abroad for a while. When you come back, things will be better."

"You still haven't said what the most important thing is."

"Don't worry about this. If you find out, you'll just cause me more trouble."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanfeng thought of the time she was kidnapped and then restrained by the other party, and felt a little uneasy. She paused for a moment before speaking: "Then what about your uncle's case? He's going to have his trial reopened..."

"Him? Do you still think we should save him? His existence is a huge problem for our Jiang family! If it weren't for him, He... never mind, just don't do anything."

After saying this, the phone went dead; Jiang Yichuan had already hung up.

Jiang Wanfeng paced back and forth with her phone in hand, finally remembering her son's words, "Things will get better," which calmed her down a bit.

Her precious son had never let her down, so she would listen to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanfeng put on a smile again and went out to ask the maid, "Is the roasted parrot in the kitchen ready? I'll go and take it to Yan Heng."

The moon had already risen high in the sky. Summer nights are hot and noisy, but the hospital was quiet and deserted.

As He Suye stood by the window, watching Mo Yuan, who was wearing a trench coat and a mask, leave the hospital, a thought suddenly arose in her mind as his figure disappeared into the night.

At this point, Mo Yuan could have chosen not to come.

If you want to eat, you can just tell Tang Yutong, so why does he insist on delivering the food himself?

Moreover, how did he know he hadn't eaten dinner? Did Tang Yutong tell him? Why would Tang Yutong tell him such a trivial matter? Unless, he had specifically instructed him to.

He's been very good to her, but now it's been a little too good, like the kind of kindness a man shows to a woman he likes, which makes her feel uneasy.

He Suye curled her palms up, scratched her palms with her fingertips, and finally bit her lip, deciding not to think about it anymore.

Mo Yuan is an upright and outspoken person. If something is really wrong, he will tell her directly. If he doesn't, it means she is just imagining things.

She's not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl anymore; it's ridiculous that she's still thinking about such things.

Moreover, before she has avenged her great grudge, what right does she have to think about such things?

He Suye didn't think much more about it, nor did she consider that her actions today were actually quite strange. After making a video call to Miaomiao, she sat down and seriously considered how to "have a good talk" with Chen Haojie tomorrow.

He Suye didn't have any wild thoughts, but someone else did.

"Fifteen." Mo Yuan, sitting in the back seat of the car, suddenly spoke up: "Do you know what He Suye said to me when you went downstairs to buy water just now?"

Shiwu sat up abruptly, glancing at the rearview mirror in disbelief.

Why, why is the young master chatting with him now? He used to be so stingy with words.

He thought this to himself, but dared not show any surprise on his face, and asked cooperatively, "What did Miss He say?"

“She knows I met Zhou Shuhui today and asked me about it.”

Fifteen nodded: "And then?"

“I explained.”

"What happens next?"

"What's next? That's it."

Fifteen paused for two seconds, then asked in confusion, "Young Master, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Mo Yuan coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, I've already said everything."

He looked away from the car window, his brow furrowing slightly in annoyance.

Yuan Shiwu, that idiot, originally wanted to ask He Suye what he meant, but he didn't expect that he didn't understand anything.

But there's no need to ask; he guessed it himself.

He Suye asked herself this question because she cared!

Mo Yuan swept away the irritation in his eyes, and his deep eyes became incredibly bright.

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