Chapter 1137 - 1137 1118 Extra Story Nineteen (19)

Chapter 1137: 1118, Extra Story Nineteen (19) Chapter 1137: 1118, Extra Story Nineteen (19) The woman watched as the two figures receded, grinding down one of her silver teeth in frustration.

Ah, she was infuriated.

In the car, Maomao watched the scenery move backward through the window, her lips curving up into a faint smile.

As if remembering something, she turned to look at the person driving next to her and started to “settle accounts,” “Hey, did that woman just now have a thing for you?”

The vinegar in her words was thick, it was as if she had been steeped in it.

Jian Tianlin’s cool brows lifted slightly, his eyes twinkling with a charming smile, “Then what?”

“She was giving you the eye, inviting you to dinner, why didn’t you accept?” Maomao deliberately teased him, her pink lips pouting high.

A red light lit up ahead, and Jian Tianlin turned the steering wheel sharply, stopping the car and taking her hand, “What’s the matter, are you jealous?”

“Who’s jealous? I’m not eating dumplings, what’s there to be jealous about?” Maomao shook off his hand and harrumphed.

Her pouting appearance was especially delightful to Jian Tianlin, who took her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly, teasing her, “Then shall we turn back now and ask Miss Charlie to join us for dinner?”

“Sure,” Maomao agreed without hesitation.

“But what should we do? It seems like Mrs. Jian is jealous.” Jian Tianlin clicked his tongue and took her hand back.

Maomao glanced at him sideways, her tone sour, “Who’s your Mrs. Jian? Go away and find your Miss Charlie.”

With such a tart tone, and yet she claimed she wasn’t jealous.

Jian Tianlin’s lips curved in a smile as a chorus of honking came from behind.

“Beep beep beep.”

Maomao tried to pull her hand away, but Jian Tianlin gripped it firmly while his other hand was on the wheel, “Behave, or I might just drive us into a tree, and then you can’t blame me.”

Maomao rolled her eyes at him speechlessly; hearing the continuous honking from behind, she stopped goofing around with him.

Satisfied, Jian Tianlin smiled and drove away.

…

When the family learned that Jian Tianlin was returning with Maomao, everyone gathered at the old mansion in anticipation.

As soon as the two stepped into the living room, the roomful of people made Maomao’s cheeks redden with an uncharacteristic shyness, unconsciously moving behind Jian Tianlin.

“Maomao, long time no see,” Jian Qing saw the flush on Maomao’s face and spoke up to tease her.

“Aunt Qing,” Maomao called out warmly.

“I don’t mind if you call me mommy,” Jian Qing said, her eyes on the hands the two were holding, and smiled merrily.

At her words, everyone laughed out loud.

Maomao’s face turned as red as a tomato, her palms sweating.

“Silly girl,” Jian Tianlin rubbed her head and led her over.

“Who would have thought that my family’s Tianlin would be getting a daughter-in-law so soon,” Grandmother Quan remarked as she looked at Maomao, a kind smile on her face.

“Maomao, if Tianlin ever bullies you, just come to us, we’ll sort him out for you.”

Grandmother Quan’s smile eased Maomao’s nerves as she nodded, her laugh bending her brows and eyes.

“Great-grandma, you can’t be so biased just because you’ve got a great daughter-in-law now,” Tianlin joked, his arm draped over Maomao’s shoulder playfully.

“Ha ha ha.”

The laughter turned into a uproar.

“Maomao, when did you and my second brother hit it off? You’ve kept it well hidden for so many years,” Shanshan said, leaning into Mu Chen’s arms, her eyes teasing Maomao with gossip.

“Give us a hint on how you two got together.”

With everyone casting curious looks, Maomao stuttered, “Just, just like what you’ve all seen.”

“Second brother, why don’t you tell the story?” Shanshan turned to Jian Tianlin, her gossip-craving eyes sparkling.

“Come here,” Jian Tianlin gestured to her, “I’ll tell you secretly.”

Shanshan looked at him suspiciously, but curiosity got the better of her, and she walked over.

Jian Tianlin seized the opportunity to quickly extend his hand and tapped her on the head.

“Second brother!”

Shanshan covered her head, glaring angrily at him.

“There, there, gossip isn’t for beautiful girls,” Jian Tianlin said with a roguish smile.

Shanshan choked on her words.

That remark was annoyingly inviting a punch.

Who said beautiful girls don’t have the right to gossip?

With a whole houseful of people, Jian Tianlin and Maomao naturally couldn’t escape being teased.

After lunch, Maomao pulled Shanshan away to whisper in the room, leaving poor Jian Tianlin kicked out.

As he passed through the hallway, he ran into Quan Tianqi coming in from the Courtyard.

“What, kicked out?” Quan Tianqi pocketed his phone and scanned him with a mocking look.

Leaning against the wall with his arms folded, Jian Tianlin retorted, “You should worry about yourself. Tsk, older than me and you still don’t have a girlfriend, aren’t you embarrassed?”

Aha, now that he’s got a wife, he talks differently to his older brother.

Quan Tianqi chuckled softly and punched him on the shoulder, “Don’t tease me here; who gets married first is still up in the air.”

“That sounds intriguing. Is there something I don’t know?” Jian Tianlin’s gaze deepened, eyeing him meaningfully.

Quan Tianqi smiled mysteriously, “You guess.”

It seemed there was indeed something he didn’t know. Forward he stepped, amiably hooking his arm around his brother’s shoulder.

“Seventeen, you’re not being fair, spill it, what’s going on?”

Quan Tianqi tilted his head, giving him a sideways glance, “Just now, I don’t know who was here making fun of me.”

“Who is the poor girl you’ve set your sights on?” Jian Tianlin probed.

“Prepare the gift for meeting your sister-in-law; I’ll let you meet her next time,” Quan Tianqi shrugged off his hand, leaving him with a view of his back.

“Hey, seventeen, you haven’t said who it is.”

“You’ll know soon enough.”