"They all said it's okay!" Huanhuan struggled for a moment, and his fierce gaze made her a little breathless.
Behind the two of them, there was a chuckle, and then a man in a light gray suit walked out.
Huanhuan turned around, it was the person just now!
He leaned against the arch, raised his eyebrows towards Mo Jia, half-smiling but not smiling, "Mo Jia, we haven't seen you before."
Mo Jia released the hand holding Huanhuan's chin and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Mo Sheng, when did you come back?"
"morning."
Mojia looked at him deeply and said, "Grandpa has been waiting for you."
Mo Sheng smiled and said, "Would you like to come with me? You also know that I am most afraid of grandpa."
Mo Jia turned around and walked forward as a tacit consent. He took two steps and stopped again. His eyes that had not made any waves glanced at Huan Huan and said, "Are you standing here as a decoration? Then I'll just stand there until tomorrow."
Huan Huanqi glared at him. She was already in a bad mood, but after being scolded by him, she became even more angry. However, he was a big boss and she didn't dare to have an attack.
Tolerate.
"Yes, Master!" she said loudly, and then followed with angry steps.
Mo Sheng looked back at her and bumped Mo Jia gently with his shoulder, "Hey, when did you start training the maid?"
This statement... is quite ambiguous.
Mojia glanced at him sideways, "It seems that you have gained a lot during your years abroad."
"Haha," he was honest and winked at him, "I have tried everything that I should try. It's time to return to China and "show off"."
There was some kind of low-key teasing in Mo Jia's eyes, but after a quick glance, it returned to the same state as before.
Mo Sheng couldn't help but chuckle and followed him into the villa. Mo Tieyi had been waiting in the living room for a long time, followed by Sister Zhong.
Seeing him, Mo Sheng stopped teasing and said respectfully, "Grandpa."
"Well." Unlike his attitude towards Mo Jia, Mo Tieyi was obviously much colder towards this grandson, "How are things going over there?"
"all the best."
Mo Sheng's attitude towards his grandfather has long been familiar. In the Mo family, the only person Grandpa cares about is Mo Jia. Who makes him the one who shoulders the important task of saving the family!
At this moment, a flash of eye-catching pink flashed across the stairwell.
"Grandpa," Su Ziyin walked over and called sweetly.
"Haha, it's Zi Yin." As soon as he saw her, Mo Tieyan's eyebrows widened and he smiled.
Huanhuan looked at her cousin, lowered her eyes, and stirred up her skirt with her hands.
Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows and quietly asked Mo Jia with his eyes, as if to say, "Is this the legendary Miss Su family?"
Mo Jia ignored him. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Huan Huan beside him. He found that her eye circles were red again, and there was a trace of displeasure in her dark and deep eyes, which cut through the indifferent and calm lake surface.
He didn't like to see her cry.
Noticing the handsome guy with a warm smile in front of her, Su Ziyin asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, this is..."
"Oh, he is also my grandson, Mo Sheng." Mo Tieyi said lightly, then took Su Ziyin's hand and smiled lovingly, "Ziyin, let's go for a walk in the garden with grandpa."
"Okay." Su Ziyin felt proud in her heart, glanced at Huanhuan with disdain, and then took over from Sister Zhong and pushed the wheelchair out of the villa. From time to time, she would hear her voice making Mo Tieyi laugh.
Mo Sheng looked at their backs and said meaningfully, "Grandpa actually has the patience to accompany the little girl, which shows how much he values you."
Looking back at Mojia, a strange smile spread across his handsome and charming cheeks.