365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 1286: A Meeting Gift, Aren’t You Going to See What It Is?

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1286: A Meeting Gift, Aren’t You Going to See What It Is?

Mrs. Mo’s voice was very calm as she spoke gently.

With a touch of sincere elder’s admonition, Ning Yanan’s eyes became slightly moist.

Throughout her life, because of her background, she had endured much scorn.

For the first time, someone told her in such a gentle tone that she too could have her own pride.

For the first time, the evaluations of her by others contained no contempt, but rather sympathy...

Tears instantly welled up in Ning Yanan’s eyes, and she stood up uncontrollably.

"Aunt, I’m sorry, I need to go to the restroom."

"Silly child, there’s nothing to cry about. The real tears are yet to come." Mrs. Mo caught Ning Yanan’s hand and made her sit back down.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

"If you’re like this, later Yangyang might think I bullied you and get upset with me."

"Aunt did not." Ning Yanan was somewhat flustered.

Even the strongest, most independent people unconsciously let go of their pride in front of their elders.

Mrs. Mo looked at Ning Yanan with increasing satisfaction.

Ning Yanan was very neat-looking, not overwhelmingly beautiful, but the more you looked, the more charming she seemed.

There was none of the affectedness of a pampered heiress; she appeared to be a straightforward person, which was comforting.

"If I haven’t bullied you, why the tears? Come, wipe them away. I’ve brought you a gift for our meeting."

Mrs. Mo said, taking out a box from her purse and handing it to Ning Yanan.

Ning Yanan looked at the jewelry box in front of her with some hesitation.

Mrs. Mo saw her hesitation and said with a smile, "Take a look. It’s not any expensive jewelry."

"..."

Ning Yanan then reached out to take it and, upon opening it, found a smooth bullet head inside.

She looked up at Mrs. Mo in surprise.

"This was passed down from Yangyang’s grandfather; it symbolizes the highest honor of our military family. It’s meant to be passed down to the eldest son of the eldest line, and now I’m entrusting it to you."

"Aunt, this gift is too valuable; I can’t accept it."

Ning Yanan’s hand trembled, nearly dropping the contents inside.

It was just a fired bullet head, indeed not worth much money.

By the color, it seemed to have been stored for a long time, and the top was smooth and bright from being touched often.

The Mo Family did not lack money, but they used such an unassuming object as a family heirloom, a testament to their strict family traditions.

The moment Ning Yanan thought of the child she was carrying, Jiang Jinchen’s child, the gift box in her hand felt like a hot iron, scorching the palm.

"Since Mom has given it to you, you should keep it."

Mo Xiyan came up behind Ning Yanan with a cup of coffee, his long arm stretching out to place the coffee in front of Mrs. Mo.

Both hands rested on Ning Yanan’s shoulders as he looked at the bullet with her.

"Do you like it?"

"..."

Her fingertips trembled as she held the box, and glancing at Mo Xiyan’s relaxed face, she had no idea how to respond.

"Seeing how nervous you are, it’s as if the bullet had hit you. I’ll keep it for you for now. Relax and eat."

Mo Xiyan’s expression was calm as he took the gift box from her hand and set it aside.

He looked up and instructed the waiter that they could serve the meal.

Mrs. Mo was aware that Ning Yanan was nearly two months pregnant and persistently instructed the waiter to add dishes throughout the meal, insisting that Ning Yanan eat more.

"Mom, Yaya can’t eat anymore; don’t put too much pressure on her." Mo Xiyan noticed Ning Yanan’s discomfort and quickly stopped Mrs. Mo’s excessive enthusiasm.

"Alright, alright, I won’t say anything. You all should eat more. You work so hard usually, how can you not eat well?"