Looking out the car window at the lush greenery, Mo Yu felt as if he was in a trance from another world.
The house of Mo Mansion is very Chinese style, with gray tiles layered layer by layer to form a flying edge shaped like a butterfly spreading its wings, red courtyard walls, golden colored glaze, antique rockery, calm deep pool, and twists and turns.
The paths, the elegant and comfortable pavilions, the green bamboos rustling in the wind, and the blossoming acacias flying in the air.
The faint scent of sandalwood floated out from the hall. As soon as Mo Yu stepped into the tall door with one foot, he was suddenly stunned!
"Qing'er?!" Mo Yu couldn't believe his eyes!
Mu Xiangqing's smile was so calm, as if nothing had happened in the past three years.
Mo Yu restrained his emotions hard, withdrew his eyes from Mu Xiangqing's face, and respectfully greeted Mr. Mo, "Grandpa!"
Mr. Mo held two golden walnuts in his hand, spinning them, squinting his eyes and looking sharply at his grandson.
"Look at you, you're so disgraceful!"
Mo Yu looked down, his tie was loosened, half of his shirt was tied in the waistband of his trousers, and half was hanging outside the waistband of his trousers.
Lu Xiaoxiao's sudden disappearance really frightened Mo Yu! Especially when he found out that she had gone to Shangguan Yunlong's place, he was so furious that he even forgot to tidy up his clothes.
"Grandpa, who is this weird uncle?"
Suddenly, a little boy jumped out from behind Mu Xiangqing, stretched out his little finger and pointed at Mo Yu's nose curiously!
Grandpa?! The child's childish voice made Mo Yu's body tremble!
"You are a prodigal, don't be like him in the future!"
Mr. Mo actually reached out and patted the child on the head, his eyes full of intimacy!
"Mu Yang, you can't be so rude," Mu Xiangqing scolded in a low voice.
Mu Yang? Mo Yu's eyelids twitched quickly!
"Mu Yang, go say hello quickly!" Mu Xiangqing gently pushed the child
Mu Yang stared at Mo Yu with wide eyes, suddenly ran behind Mu Xiangqing, and hugged Mu Xiangqing's thigh tightly!
"Stop forcing the child!" Mr. Mo said.
"Don't blame him! He's almost six years old, and it's the first time we meet, and he still looks so slutty."
"It's not Yu's fault, it's because I never told him."
Mr. Mo looked back at Mu Xiangqing and said, "Take her down first. You've traveled a long distance. Don't get sick again!"
"yes!"
Mu Xiangqing skillfully picked up Mu Yang, glanced at Mo Yu meaningfully, and followed the servant out of the hall.
Mu Yang, who was on Mu Xiangqing's shoulder, raised his little head curiously and looked at Mo Yu with a discerning look. Mo Yu also stared at him until he disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Mu Xiangqing left, and Mo Yu opened his mouth in confusion, but before he could say anything, Mr. Mo preempted him.
"I heard that Lu Xiaoxiao is missing?!"
Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat
"I won't allow anything to happen to the Mo family's child! Get her back right away!"
"Grandpa, this child is a pure accident! We are still very young and didn't want to be so early..."
"Bastard!" Mr. Mo suddenly became angry and slapped the golden walnut in his hand on the Eight Immortals table next to him.
"Everyone wants to disgrace our Mo family? I'm not dead yet! As long as I live, the traditions of the Mo family cannot be lost!"
Mo Yu stopped talking. He knew that no matter what he said at this time, his grandfather would not listen!