365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 1295: Digging a Hole and Waiting to Jump In

Chapter 1295: Chapter 1295: Digging a Hole and Waiting to Jump In

Upon hearing this, Jing Yan, who was hiding by the door, also pricked up her ears, listening intently.

How could she believe that someone like Ning Yanan, with her background, not only had won Jiang Jinchen’s heart but had also, in the blink of an eye, hooked up with the eldest son of the Mo Family, Mo Xiyan.

"Why not?"

Mrs. Mo serenely looked at Jiang Haoyan, the smile on her face never fading.

She calmly put down her teacup and looked Jiang Haoyan straight in the eye.

"The Mo Family never gets involved in business or politics, nor do we have the ambitions of the Jiang Family. No amount of wealth or status can exchange for a happy family. If our children and grandchildren can be happy, what does it matter if we step back ten thousand paces?"

Mrs. Mo smiled gently, gazing at the doubtful expression on Jiang Haoyan’s face, and curled her lips.

"If Commander Jiang doesn’t believe my words, then I could reveal another secret to you."

Mrs. Mo’s words ended, her gaze sweeping over the door behind which Jing Yan was hiding.

Her sharp eyes made Jing Yan’s body stiffen, as she shrank back slightly.

For a moment, she felt as though she had been seen through.

Mrs. Mo’s gaze felt as if it could penetrate the door and see right into her bones.

An indescribable fear set in.

Jing Yan had not yet recovered from her shock, when she heard Mrs. Mo’s voice, articulating every word clearly.

"Yaya is pregnant with my Mo Family’s first grandchild."

"Bang—"

Jing Yan’s body shook, she lost her balance and directly bumped into the door, making a noise neither too loud nor too soft.

Now, there was no use trying to hide.

She braced herself and walked out of the room.

Meeting Jiang Haoyan’s displeased gaze and Mrs. Mo’s mocking smile, Jing Yan could only offer an apologetic grin.

"I’ve met Mrs. Mo and uncle, I apologize for accidentally disturbing your conversation."

Jing Yan stood politely, showing a respectful demeanor that left no room for criticism from her elders.

Mrs. Mo’s smile was radiant as she looked Jing Yan up and down.

"The girls from the Jing Family are indeed commendable, demure and genteel, and one can tell from just a word that they are well-cultured. I really do like it."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mrs. Mo."

Jing Yan had not expected praise from Mrs. Mo, and was slightly taken aback, her nervousness lessened.

She gave a bow to Mrs. Mo and seeing Jiang Haoyan’s face soften, she thought to quickly return to her room to continue eavesdropping.

Just as she was about to turn around, Mrs. Mo spoke up again.

"Don’t be so formal calling me Mrs. Mo, it’s too impersonal. I have met your parents, and we are quite familiar, so it would not be inappropriate for you to call me Aunt Mo."

"Aunt Mo."

Jing Yan didn’t know what to make of it, but since Mrs. Mo had suggested it, she followed suit. It was always better to err on the side of courtesy.

Sure enough, Mrs. Mo’s smile grew even brighter at the sound of "Aunt Mo."

She motioned for Jing Yan to come closer.

"Come, come, come here to your aunt, let me take a good look at you. Oh my, you are such a charming and beautiful young lady, it’s no wonder that Commander Jiang with his high standards has taken a fancy to you, choosing you to be Mr. Jiang Jinchen’s bride."

Mrs. Mo scrutinized Jing Yan, incessantly lavishing praise.

Her words not only made Jing Yan’s heart blossom with joy but also made Jiang Haoyan feel as if he had gained face.

Right then and there, he became even more convinced that only a refined lady from a prestigious family like Jing Yan was suitable for his son.

Mrs. Mo watched their smug expressions and the corner of her mouth curled with a hint of scorn.

She subtly let go of Jing Yan’s hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe her own hands.

"Speaking of brides, I’m afraid I don’t have the same good fortune as Commander Jiang. My Yanan might not have a prominent background, but she is a girl who tugs at one’s heartstrings. And, would you believe, within the entire special police force, she’s the only one of her age to become a Chief Inspector. In the entire establishment, it’s only her. She’s certainly much stronger than any ’silk-stocking lady’ who can’t lift or shoulder a thing."