"Come back with me right away." Mo Shaozun roared angrily, with cold flames emitting from his body. It was obvious that he was going crazy with rage.
Mo Zhenting did not dare to say a word, and several people left the banquet without saying hello.
Mo family.
"Grandpa, when did you return to China?" As soon as he got home, Mo Shaozun asked angrily and stared at him with a gloomy face.
"I..." Mo Zhenting was so guilty that he couldn't speak. His eyes subconsciously glanced at Qin Minghui, but when he saw that he was pretending not to see, he suddenly felt angry and itched his teeth. He cursed in his heart, damn Minghui, precious grandson.
I was angry, but I still refused to save him.
Qin Minghui turned his head away and pretended not to see the master's cry for help. He himself was in danger, and his son was still glaring at him reproachfully.
"Grandpa, tell me the truth." Mo Shaozun's face became more gloomy, his tone became more depressed and cold, and the threat in his eyes was clearly expressed.
"Last week." Mo Zhenting whispered, his eyes wandering around, not daring to look at him.
"Grandpa..." Mo Shaozun roared out of control and was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
"Shaozun, don't be angry. Grandpa knows he was wrong." Mo Zhenting calmed down his anger in a friendly tone and apologized sincerely. Alas! He had better admit his mistake quickly. He believed that his grandson would scold him for a long time.
Lu Xiaocheng, who had been observing from the side, couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise when she saw their conversation. What she didn't expect was that Mo Shaozun actually had a temper like a little boy. Although he was scolding the old man, their tone revealed
Give out a warm feeling of intimacy.
Mo Shaozun stared at him angrily for a long time, but there was nothing he could do. Who said he was his only relative?
"You guys go back first." Mo Shaozun said helplessly to the Qin family's father and son.
Qin Fei nodded, and then left the Mo family with an unhappy expression. Before leaving, he glared at his father with displeasure.
Qin Minghui cleared his throat uncomfortably, and then followed Qin Fei's footsteps with a guilty conscience.
"Shaozun, who... is this little girl?" Mo Zhenting looked at Lu Xiaocheng with eyes filled with relief, and his tone was conspiratorial. Before he came back, he had already noticed that she had followed them back to Mo's house.
This made him even more curious about her identity.
When his name was suddenly called, Lu Xiaocheng lowered his head in confusion, not daring to look at them.
Mo Shaozun ignored his grandfather's words, but his eyes darkened, and he said coldly and displeasedly, "What are you doing standing here? You don't have to work anymore, right?"
Lu Xiaocheng's eyes dimmed, a look of hurt flashed across his face, he whispered sorry and quickly returned to his maid's room.
"Shao Zun, why are you being mean to others?" Mo Zhenting said in a displeased tone. He liked that girl very much and didn't want to frighten her.
"Grandpa, she's just a maid." Mo Shaozun said in a cold tone without any emotion, showing that he didn't care, as if he didn't care about her at all.
"What?" Mo Zhenting shouted in surprise. He never expected to get such an answer, but he was not an old man who paid much attention to family connections. As long as he liked it, he would be worthy of joining their Mo family.
"She is really kind." Mo Zhenting said with emotion. Then he saw Mo Shaozun's confused expression and quickly explained that she saved his life.
Mo Shaozun's heart was shocked, and a certain corner seemed to melt, but when he thought of her identity, he was in pain and entanglement. What on earth had happened to him? Why was he so tormented and entangled? Her identity as his enemy would never change.
Night falls and the stars are shining brightly. Although the autumn night is slightly chilly, the air is fresh and pleasant.
Love nightclub.
Same people, same time, same place, the only difference is that I don't have the same mood as before.
Now Mo Shaozun comes to the nightclub to drink simply because he is worried.
"What's wrong with you guys today?" Jun Ziyi kept looking at Mo Shaozun and Mu Zihao, and asked in a puzzled tone, why do they look like enemies! Doesn't Zihao usually talk a lot? Why did he say one sentence today?
Don't even say anything.
"It's nothing." Mo Shaozun said indifferently. It was Ziyi who invited him out tonight. He never thought that Mu Zihao would come too. They fought over a woman, and they both knew in their hearts that they could not go back to the past.
Already.
Mu Zihao also shook his head lightly, not wanting to explain anything more.
"Shaozun, the person you are marrying should not be the owner of that necklace, right?" Jun Ziyi said in a joking tone, just looking for a topic.
"Yeah." Mo Shaozun nodded. He knew that Ziyi had already investigated the necklace, and he should also know that the necklace belonged to Anya, so he didn't intend to hide it.
Jun Ziyi was stunned, no way, the necklace belonged to the maid, and he was going to marry that maid. No wonder Zihao looked so strange, the two of them must have made such a fuss over the maid.
Qin family.
"Dad, you are so ridiculous. You know that the young master is so nervous, but you dare to return home without permission, and yet you don't report the knowledge." Qin Fei lectured his father in a deep tone, his face was slightly distorted, and he looked very angry.
"A Fei, when you came back, you kept saying, "Aren't you thirsty?" Qin Minghui said with a very serious smile, trying to divert his thoughts.
"Dad..." Qin Fei growled in an aggravated tone, feeling deeply helpless in his heart. Although the Qin family was born as a bodyguard, it was still considered one of the top celebrities and a wealthy family. He must defend it.
one's own majesty.
"Okay, Dad is very tired and wants to take a rest." Qin Minghui showed a tired look and pretended to be tired, his voice was weak.
Qin Fei shook his head angrily and funny, and let him leave his sight. How could he not see his disguise? He just said it too lazy to say that his father was loyal to the Mo family and he would not disobey the master's order.
Mo family.
After Mo Shaozun came back from the nightclub, he went straight to Lu Xiaocheng's room. He was not drunk this time, but just wanted to thank her.
"Master..." Lu Xiaocheng couldn't help but call out cautiously when he saw Mo Shaozun appearing in the room, looking at him with clear eyes.
"Ahem..." Mo Shaozun cleared his throat uncomfortably, then said with a dark blush, "Thank you."
Lu Xiaocheng looked at him inexplicably, her tone flashing with confusion, and she didn't know what he was thanking her for.
"Thank you for saving my grandpa." Mo Shaozun regained his serious expression and thanked him in a cold tone.
Lu Xiaocheng suddenly realized that he was slightly surprised when he thought of saving his grandfather at the banquet tonight. It turned out that a man as cold and ruthless as him also valued family ties so much.
"You don't have to thank me. If it were anyone else, I would do the same thing." Lu Xiaocheng came back to her senses and explained. She knew that a proud person like him must have never bowed to anyone, so she tried her best to show that she didn't care.
so as not to hurt his self-esteem.
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