Chapter 621: Let it go, I'll take it down later

He said, taking out the two scarves packed in the bag.
Seeing that, Zhang Bo stepped forward and took 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 hadn't seen what was in the box, and she took it happily, looking very happy.
Mrs. Mo glanced down when Zhang Bo handed the box to her. After seeing the logo on the box, she guessed what was inside.
There was a trace of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and she reached out to pick up the box. She had no interest in opening it, so she threw the box aside.
the other side.
The old lady opened the box, and when she saw the scarf inside, she took it out cheerfully and praised her, "This scarf was chosen for me? Really beautiful. My granddaughter's eyes are so good, this gift is very grandma. like."
It can be seen that the old lady is really happy and really likes the gift she gave.
Qiao Mianmian was relieved.
Fortunately, the old lady didn't think her gift was not expensive enough.
But when she saw the other side and saw that Mrs. Mo’s box hadn’t been opened, and she threw that box directly on the sofa, her mood was still somewhat affected.
She knew that Mrs. Mo did not like her.
The first time I came to Mojia, I knew it.
She also told herself not to care too much. It is enough that an old lady likes her and Mo Yesi likes her.
Moreover, she does not live with Mrs. Mo.
Whether Mrs. Mo likes her or not, her influence is not great.
But she didn't care if she wanted to do it.
Mrs. Mo is the mother of Mo Yesi.
If you can, Qiao Mianmian still wants to get her approval.
Elders' blessings are also crucial to a relationship.
Mo Yesi saw the loss in her eyes, followed her eyes to see the box left by Mrs. Mo. After a few seconds of silence, she released her hand and walked over to pick up the box.
Then, in Mrs. Mo's surprised eyes, she handed the box to her, "Mom, you open it too. It's been a long time since I picked it."
Mrs. Mo looked down at the box in front of her, pursed her lips, and frowned.
Did not immediately reach out to pick it up.
She said softly, "Let's leave it, I'll take it down later."
Mo Yesi licked his lips and still kept the posture of handing the box to her. "Grandma has all opened it. You should open it now. Mianmian has been worried that you will not like the gift she chooses. You can open it now. Give her a message and let her feel at ease."
Mrs. Mo's lips tightened, and there was a trace of irritation in her eyes.
"Wen Pei." The old lady put the silk scarf back in the box and asked the maid to take her room and put it away.
She turned her head to see Mrs. Mo's stalemate staying motionless, frowning and dissatisfied, "They all got to you, you haven't picked up yet? How long do you want to have Aspen? How long do you take it apart, and It’s not too much work."
Mrs. Mo did not want to pick up.
I don't want to take it apart.
A tens of thousands of silk scarves, she did not even look in her eyes.
What's more, the scarf was given by someone she didn't like.
She didn't even want to take it apart.
But the old lady opened her mouth, and she never dared not listen to the old lady.
Obedience to the old lady has become a habit in the bones.
Although she was reluctant, she took it over and took it open.