Chapter 622 Leave It There, I'll Open It Later

He said, and took out the two silk scarves that had been packed in the bag.

Zhang Bo, who was standing by, saw this and hurried forward to take the box and handed it to the old lady and Mrs. Mo one by one.

"Oh, Mianmian actually bought us a gift." The old lady took it happily before she even saw what was in the box. She looked very happy.

When Zhang Bo handed the box to her, Mrs. Mo glanced down and saw the logo on the box, and guessed what was inside.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she reached out to take the box. She didn't even have the interest to open it, and threw the box aside.

On the other side.

The old lady opened the box, and when she saw the silk scarf inside, she took it out happily and praised it: "Did Mianmian pick this silk scarf for me? It's so beautiful. My granddaughter-in-law has a good eye, and grandma likes this gift very much."

It can be seen that the old lady is really happy and really likes the gift she gave.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the old lady didn't think her gift was not valuable enough.

But when she looked at the other side and saw that Madam Mo had not opened the box and threw it directly on the sofa, her mood was more or less affected.

She knew that Madam Mo didn't like her.

She knew it the first time she came to the Mo family.

She also told herself not to care too much. It was enough that the old lady liked her and Mo Yesi liked her.

Besides, she didn't live with Madam Mo.

Whether Madam Mo liked her or not had little impact on her.

But she couldn't do it without caring at all.

Madam Mo was Mo Yesi's mother.

If possible, Qiao Mianmian still wanted to get her approval.

The blessing of the elders is also crucial to a relationship.

Mo Yesi saw the disappointment in her eyes, followed her gaze and saw the box thrown aside by Madam Mo. After a few seconds of silence, he let go of her hand and walked over to pick up the box.

Then, in front of Mrs. Mo's surprised eyes, he handed the box to her: "Mom, you open it and take a look. This is what Mianmian picked out after a long time."

Mrs. Mo looked down at the box handed to her, pursed her lips, and frowned.

She didn't reach out to take it immediately.

She said in a faint voice: "Put it there, I'll open it later."

Mo Yesi hooked his lips, still holding the posture of handing her the box: "Grandma has opened it, you open it now. Mianmian has been worried that you won't like the gift she chose. You open it now and take a look, so you can reply to her and make her feel at ease."

Mrs. Mo pursed her lips even tighter, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

"Wen Pei." The old lady put the scarf back into the box and asked the servant to take it to her room and put it away.

She turned around and saw Madam Mo standing there motionless. She frowned and said unhappily, "It's already in front of you, why don't you take it? How long do you want Asi to take it? Just open it and take a look. It's not a big deal."

Madam Mo didn't want to take it.

She didn't want to open it and take a look.

She didn't care about a silk scarf worth tens of thousands of yuan.

What's more, this silk scarf was given by someone she didn't like.

She had no desire to open it.

But the old lady had spoken, and she never dared to disobey her.

Obeying the old lady had become a habit in her bones.

Although she was reluctant, she still reached out and took it and opened it in public.