Your Wife Is Sweet-Mouthed

She was still nervous.

She squeezed Mo Yesi's hand tightly.

Squeezing her hand back, Mo Yesi gently massaged her palm, and then led her over.

"Mom, Grandma." He led Qiao Mianmian over to the Old Madam, caressing her head affectionately, and then saying, "This is my wife, Qiao Mianmian. We have already obtained our marriage certificate. I brought her back today to see you."

There were several seconds of silence.

After Mo Yesi introduced Qiao Mianmian, nobody spoke.

Mo Yesi didn't seem concerned and just calmly introduced them to Qiao Mianmian. "Mianmian, this is my Grandma."

Qiao Mianmian followed his gaze and looked at the Old Madam of the Mo family. She fell silent, took a deep breath, and squeezed a smile from the corner of his lips. She then called sweetly, "Hello, Grandma."

The Old Madam squeezed her eyes, sizing her up.