Mrs. Mu waved to her, her face filled with smiles.

She motioned for her to go over.

But An Mianmian is in a dilemma.

Just because the three people standing in front, in addition to Mrs. Mu, there was an old lady of the same age as her.

And, Wen Shuya.

She stood opposite the two old wives and always maintained her dignified and elegant image.

As always, I love Chanel and have a unified brand all over my body.

Just looking at her, you can feel that her identity is extraordinary.

Seeing that they actually met An Mianmian, Fantuan's mother showed a surprised expression.

"Mom Sinan, is your acquaintance?"

Her voice was not heavy.

But the entire exhibition is extremely quiet.

After hearing her name clearly, the other two people's eyes changed slightly.

But in a flash.

Wen Shuya returned to normal.

She took the initiative to nod to the two old women in front of her and said, "Then I won't bother you to appreciate the paintings for now."

After saying that, Wen Shuya turned around and left.

It can be seen that she did not walk with them, but just met her here by chance.

And, her withdrawal.

Obviously, I don’t want to live with An Mianmian, and I don’t even pretend to be disdainful of her.

An Mianmian smiled slightly and walked towards them.

"Old lady."

Wait until she stands still.

Another old lady next to her immediately looked at her curiously and asked Mrs. Mu: "What's the situation? Is she Sinan's mother?"

Because there were outsiders present, Mrs. Mu didn't say much.

Just a smile to introduce:

"Mianmian, this is the old lady of the Luo family."

It turned out to be Luo Siyan's grandmother.

An Mianmian suddenly felt more kind and greeted him politely: "Hello Mrs. Luo."

Mrs. Luo still wanted to ask questions, but the mother of Fantuan was shocked by her face.

Feel their extraordinary identities.

She swallowed her saliva: "Luo... is the old lady of the Luo family I think of? The Luo family, one of the four major families in Beicheng?"

Mrs. Mu smiled and teased: "It's the famous Luo family."

The funny old lady Luo glared at her angrily and did not forget to expose each other: "This is the more famous old lady Mu, the Mu family you think."

Mom of Rice Dog: "!!!"

She was shocked by their identities, and even more surprised how An Mianmian knew the old lady of such a big family.

An Mianmian was a little embarrassed, so she had to approach her and said, "I have some contact with the child's father, and I'm not very familiar with them."

The mother of the Rice Tuan took a breath.

"Mianmian, why did you come here?"

Mrs. Mu's inquiry also made Fantuan's mother wake up.

While she realized the situation, she became more convinced that An Mianmian’s analysis just now - the characters who appeared in the art exhibition were all very ordinary.

This art exhibition may be really deep.

Mom Qiantuan was thinking, and An Mianmian took her arm:

"This is Sinan's mother, and I was invited to accompany her to come and have a walk."

"So, like me, I am always accompaniment!"

Mrs. Mu said, and asked her with a smile: "Does Mianmian understand painting?"

"I know a little bit, and I definitely can't compare with the old lady."

"I am as old as you, and I definitely don't know much more about you."

"The old lady is humble, you..."

Before An Mianmian finished speaking, the old lady Luo, who was beside her, interrupted impatiently:

"I said you guys, are you tired of talking like this? Don't be foolish. Is it a good horse? Just pull it out and you will know!"

"You are the horse, you are that...what...grass mud horse."

Mrs. Mu learned and used it.
Chapter completed!