Chapter 1119: 285: Appraisal result, they are biological sisters!_5

Mo Baichuan squinted his eyes, a confident gleam passing through his gaze.

Soon, Mo Baichuan finally caught sight of Ni Yang.

She was dressed in a jade green cheongsam, hooking her arm on Mo Qishen’s, slowly walking their way. The glazed clasp at her chest quivered with her steps, resembling ripples on water, captivating and enchanting.

Looking at Mo Qishen by her side, dressed simply in a white shirt and black suit pants, his aura was unapproachable.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing a stretch of strong, fair arms; one hand in his pocket while the other gently wrapped around Ni Yang’s waist.

Although he is known in Beijing as a good-for-nothing, at this moment, their heavenly appearance brightened everyone’s eyes.

If Xiu Yingying didn’t know Mo Qishen so well, she might have thought this good-for-nothing was Mr. Mog himself!

Unfortunately, Mo Qishen was nothing more than an empty shell.

With this thought, the curve at the corner of Xiu Yingying’s mouth turned into deep disdain.

This famous but useless Mo Qishen wasn’t worth a second glance from someone as noble as her.

Ni Yang and Mo Qishen took their seats at the elder’s table.

During that time, Mo Baichuan kept his eyes on Ni Yang, but there wasn’t the slightest hint of emotion on her face; she maintained a calm demeanor from start to finish, as if she wasn’t concerned about the wedding at all.

Seeing this, Mo Baichuan slightly furrowed his brow. Wasn’t Ni Yang jealous at all when she saw him prepare such a grand wedding for Zhao Jingrong?

Was she brewing some major scheme?

Yes, surely that was it.

He couldn’t believe that Ni Yang would give up on him so easily.

After all, she had come to Beijing entirely for him.

Although the wedding seemed to be going smoothly, there might be a conspiracy progressing stealthily.

As long as Ni Yang was here, the wedding couldn’t possibly end without a hitch.

But Mo Baichuan waited a long time without any incidents.

What was going on?

The wedding was almost over!

Could it be that Ni Yang was planning to cause trouble during the toast to the elders?

Mo Baichuan squinted his eyes and, after all the proceedings, went with Zhao Jingrong to toast the elders.

“Uncle Six, Aunt Six, this cup we toast to you,” he said.

Ni Yang and Mo Qishen also raised their glasses.

Ni Yang, with a ready smile, pulled out the prepared token money and said, “My dear nephew and niece, may you have a child soon and let Uncle Six and I become grandparents early.”

“Thank you, Aunt Six,” Zhao Jingrong took the red envelope.

Mo Baichuan squinted his eyes again. Ni Yang could still smile at this moment – could it be that there was something fishy in that red packet, or maybe, was there a miniature bomb inside meant to kill Zhao Jingrong?

The thickness of the envelope could certainly fit a miniature bomb.

With this thought, he quickly snatched the red packet from Zhao Jingrong’s hand.

“Baichuan, what’s wrong?” Zhao Jingrong was startled.

“Nothing,” Mo Baichuan said while opening the envelope.

Upon opening it, Mo Baichuan was stunned because, besides money, there was nothing else inside.

What was going on?

The wedding banquet was about to end!

Was Ni Yang just watching him marry Zhao Jingrong?

“Baichuan, what’s wrong?” Zhao Jingrong asked with concern.

“Nothing,” Mo Baichuan shook his head, “just a bit dizzy, probably drank too much!”

Zhao Jingrong knew Mo Baichuan was overly focused on Ni Yang, beyond the concern a junior should have for an elder, but she didn’t point it out.

Because she knew, as Mrs. Mog, she would have to face all kinds of temptresses in the future!

She didn’t care what kind of man he was outside; all she wanted was to stand by Mo Baichuan’s side. Back in ancient times, which influential men didn’t have multiple wives and concubines?

“Why don’t you drink less later, and let me handle it.”

“No worries,” Mo Baichuan waved his hand.

Until the wedding banquet ended smoothly, Mo Baichuan saw no incidents occur.

It was agonizing.

Seeing Ni Yang’s smiling face was truly unbearable for Mo Baichuan!

Could it be that he had mistaken her feelings all along?

Did Ni Yang really not like him?

Was Mo Qishen the one Ni Yang truly liked?

But Mo Qishen was just a good-for-nothing, why would Ni Yang like him?

He was the first to meet Ni Yang!

Ni Yang came to Beijing for him!