Mo Shu didn’t even want to deal with him and stood up with a smile.
Xing Mengzheng also smiled and said, "I really piano too, but you don’t need to belittle yourself. Your skills are quite good, it’s just a bit rusty."
"Yes, that’s right!" Yu Jinggang’s voice suddenly appeared from nowhere, startling everyone, and Xing Mengzheng frowned and looked up, "Husband!"
Yu Jinggang was leaning on the railing and looking down into the courtyard. Hearing Xing Mengzheng say this, he burst into laughter, "Hey, I saw everything. Mo Shu is indeed amazing. Oh right, my wife, didn’t you mention a few days ago that you wanted your future daughter-in-law to accompany you to look at Si Qiao’s childhood photos? Now’s the chance. Mo Shu is not here often, you should hurry!"
Xing Mengzheng glared at him again.
When had she ever said that?
It was clearly her who, just a while ago, had eagerly prepared a heap of photos and insisted she go to bond with Mo Shu, and now how had it become her idea?
Yu Jinggang quickly turned around and walked away, shouting, "The photos are in the first cupboard of the second row in your study!"
Given the situation, if Xing Mengzheng didn’t follow along, it would indeed seem as if she had an issue with Mo Shu, so she reluctantly said, "Your uncle really can’t keep anything to himself. I was actually planning to look at them with you later."
Yu Siqiao seemed somewhat dissatisfied, "What’s so good about photos, boring."
Mo Shu wasn’t very interested either, but she couldn’t say that at this moment, so she declined gracefully, "Maybe next time..."
"If you want to look, then look now," Yu Siqiao said impatiently and glanced at her, "Do you think I’ll pick you up again next time? Wishful thinking!"
Saying this, he turned and walked away.
Watching his retreating figure, Xing Mengzheng shook her head, then smiled lightly and said, "Just the other day a friend sent me some calming incense, which is quite beneficial for pregnant women. You should take some with you later," she quickly led Mo Shu to her study, "Ah Li, light some of the incense Mrs. Chen sent last time."
Then Xing Mengzheng found the album and handed it to Mo Shu, sitting down and saying, "Your uncle specifically sorted these out. This is Si Qiao when he was just a month old..."
"Madam, there’s a call for you. It’s from your brother’s side."
Xing Mengzheng glanced at the servant, "Did they say what it was about?"
"They only said it was urgent."
Mo Shu quickly said, "You go ahead, I’ll look at it myself for a while."
Xing Mengzheng’s attitude remained lukewarm, and it was clear she didn’t really want to stay there with her.
Sure enough, Xing Mengzheng soon got up and said, "Then you look at it for a while, I’ll go answer the phone and come back."
Mo Shu smiled and nodded, "Alright."
[Daily Deadly Task Accomplished;, 5 points awarded]
Mo Shu had anticipated this, and waited until everyone had left the room before exhaustedly collapsing onto the sofa, completely relaxed.
After a busy day and still needing to keep her spirits up to deal with Xing Mengzheng, quite a demanding lady, she felt more tired than any other day since she arrived in this world.
Leaning on the sofa, Mo Shu closed her eyes, planning to rejuvenate a little.
However, when Yu Siqiao came to see what they were actually looking at, he found Mo Shu had already fallen asleep, the photo album untouched on her lap.
Yu Siqiao furrowed his brows, then heard his father Yu Jinggang behind him say, "Pregnant women do get tired easily," he stepped forward, nudged his son with his elbow, and hinted, "Son, why don’t you carry her to your room to rest for a while?"
"To my room?" Yu Siqiao’s brows shot up, then he said, "Why? Just send her away!"