He understood what his mother meant. Her thoughts coincided with those of the Shen family, and she was attracted to the eldest daughter of the Shen family.
Bo Moyan had no objection.
As long as the old man is happy, he has no problem with whoever he marries.
He opened his long legs, strode into the living room, and walked to Mrs. Bo.
As soon as she saw his figure, Shen Ruyun blushed and her heart beat fast. She was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. She wanted to look at him, but she lowered her head and didn't dare to raise it.
"Mo Yan, are you back?"
Facing her son, Mrs. Bo's expression softened involuntarily, and her eyes were full of pride and love when she looked at her son.
"Come and meet Xiaoyun. She is the eldest daughter of the Shen family. She is well-behaved, sensible, and beautiful. Mom likes her very much."
Mrs. Bo didn't know if her son heard what she just said. She directly took Shen Ruyun's hand and introduced her son to her son as if Shen Ning didn't exist at all.
Shen Ruyun stood next to Bo Moyan. Although she didn't raise her head, she could feel that he was very tall and powerful. She was so excited that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
"Bo, Mr. Bo, hello."
Her voice is very sweet, a little soft and waxy, which she learned intentionally from the little sisters in her circle. I heard that men like this kind of soft and sweet voice.
Bo Moyan glanced at her and said nothing, just nodded slightly.
But even this glance made Mrs. Bo's heart drop.
My son had no objection.
If you don't object, you agree.
A smile suddenly appeared on her face.
"Deputy Director Shen, Mrs. Shen, this matter has been settled for now. Mo Yan and I will return to the capital tomorrow and then report the matter to the old man. I will inform you two if there is any news."
Mrs. Bo stood up and stretched out her hand to Shen Qingshan in a noble and decent manner, preparing to shake hands with him and say goodbye.
Shen Qingshan felt flattered, his palms were sweating, and he hurriedly wiped his hands on his pants, then stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mrs. Bo.
At this moment, a crisp sound of "choking" was heard.
Everyone turned around when they heard the sound.
Shen Ning's face was pale, and at her feet were fragments of a large vase.
It seemed that she accidentally broke the vase on the shelf.
That vase is worth a lot of money!
Chen Mingli felt a little sick, but seeing that her eldest daughter had just caught a golden turtle made her not want to lose her temper with Shen Ning.
She frowned: "Why are you so careless? Your father likes this vase very much."
Shen Qingshan said with concern: "Xiao Ning, did the fragments cut you? Come here and let Dad take a look."
Shen Ning seemed unaware.
She stood there motionless, her eyes looking up and falling on Bo Moyan's handsome face as if carved by a knife, looking straight and unblinking.
At this moment, her heart stopped beating for a moment and she couldn't breathe.
The heart was tense, as if there was a dull pain somewhere.
She didn't dare to blink, let alone look away, for fear that if she moved, the figure in front of her would disappear.
Bo Moyan was tall and straight, and his straight military uniform made him look particularly handsome. His facial features were deeply contoured and his pupils were dark, and his unconscious gaze passed lightly over her face.
He looked at her like a stranger.
But Shen Ning clenched her fists tightly, feeling her nose sore and almost crying.
Mochuan!
The man in front of me looks exactly like Mo Chuan!
She never dreamed that the man who had been engaged to her since childhood would have the same face as Mo Chuan.
Is this God's will? Or a coincidence
Maybe he is Mo Chuan