Chapter 220: The Precious Box【Replenishing the Heart Diamond
"Awan." Mu Zhenghong put down the photo album, took Mu Yuxiu's and Wen Wan's hands respectively, and held them in his palms. He first said to Wen Wan: "Thank you Awan, Axiu has you, and so do I."
I feel relieved.”
Gentle tears kept pouring out, "Yeah."
Mu Zhenghong turned to look at Mu Yuxiu again. At the same time, he put Mu Yuxiu's and Wen Wan's hands together and said sincerely: "Axiu, Awan is a good girl. You should treat her well and don't hurt her."
Do you know, you know? She is a girl, and sometimes she can be a little tempered. As a man, you have to be more tolerant and coax her, you know?"
Mu Yuxiu saw the tears flashing in his grandfather's eyes, and he suddenly felt panic in his heart, feeling that his grandfather seemed to be giving his last words.
His throat seemed to be stuck, and after a while he spoke with difficulty, "Grandpa...I..."
But I couldn't say anything.
"Promise me." Mu Zhenghong's voice, which had been affectionate just a second ago, now sounded majestic and stubborn again, "Awan's parents died early, and Ayan and your mother were good friends. Now that
You two are in love, so you should treat Awan well, so that your mother will be very happy. You must promise grandpa that no matter what happens, you will never give up on Awan, you know? Otherwise, grandpa will die in peace."
He was indeed delivering his last words.
Mu Yuxiu looked at Wen Wan and saw her covering her mouth and trying to restrain herself. He slowly held Grandpa and Wen Wan's hands, "Okay, I promise Grandpa that I will not let Wen Wan down in this life, but Grandpa also
Promise me that you will take good care of your health. Awan and I’s child still needs my grandpa’s guidance!”
The light in Mu Zhenghong's eyes suddenly lit up, but then went out again. He shed tears after all. He held the two of them tightly with his rough hands and nodded solemnly, "Okay, grandpa is waiting for Asiu and Awan's child.
I believe she must be very beautiful."
"Yes!" Wen Wan responded with a smile, but the tears in her eyes fell on the back of Mu Zhenghong's hand.
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Ling Yuefan was helping Mu Qinghan cut ginger and green onions in the kitchen. After Mu Qinghan washed her hands, she turned around and saw Ling Yuefan's arm. She frowned and walked over to Ling Yuefan and said, "Wait a minute, Afan."
Ling Yuefan immediately stopped what he was doing, put the knife aside, turned his eyes, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"Why don't you roll up your cuffs when you're cutting vegetables? Otherwise, they'll get oily and it'll be inconvenient to wash." Mu Qinghan said this and pulled Ling Yuefan's arm to help him roll up his cuffs.
Her slender fingers rolled up a few times, and the bracelet on her wrist occasionally reflected dazzling light. When her fingers touched the skin on Ling Yuefan's arm, Ling Yuefan's heartbeat accelerated with just one click.
He stared at her without saying a word, and after a while he took the initiative to stretch out his other hand.
Her eyebrows and eyes were usually covered with a layer of frost. She was beautiful, but always lifeless. However, at this moment, they were curved, soft and vivid. Perhaps after experiencing these things, her whole person exuded a new radiance.
A very mature charm.
"That's it." Mu Qinghan took back her hand, but saw that Ling Yuefan still maintained that posture. She raised her eyes to look at him in confusion, and she happened to meet his eyes.
Like the sea, deep and calm, but full of tenderness, staring at her unblinkingly, with a scorching temperature, suddenly made red clouds fly on her face, and her voice lowered, "What are you looking at?"
"
He gave a low laugh, husky and sexy, and raised her slender chin with his long white fingers, admiring her beautiful cheeks, "Ahan, kiss me!"
When Mu Qinghan heard this, his body stiffened, his long black eyelashes blinked a few times, then he closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his arms to hold his head, and she kissed his thin lips.
Kiss and leave.
Ling Yuefan didn't taste her sweetness at all, and stretched out his long arms to hug her, but she pretended to be angry and said: "Okay, I asked you to help, not to eat tofu. What time has it been? Hurry up and cook!"
Ling Yuefan raised his tone and snorted, and when he saw her face turning even redder, he raised his eyebrows.
After a while, Mu Qinghan took the note and said to Ling Yuefan: "This is the menu my grandpa wrote to me. He said it has something to replenish my body and some of your favorite foods, but I can cook everything everywhere.
See if you can do it. If you can’t, you can only use other dishes instead."
Ling Yuefan glanced over and said with a chuckle: "This is the menu I wrote after asking Ah Xiu about his preferences. Do you think I can make it?"
"Oh?" Mu Qinghan raised his eyebrows and pointed to the medicinal food in it, "Grandpa makes me eat this and supplement that every day. I am almost tortured to death. It turns out that you are instigating Grandpa behind his back! Ling Yuefan, you said you are like this
How can people be so scheming?"
"Fool." Ling Yuefan raised his hand and pinched Mu Qinghan's nose, his deep eyes reflected in the light above his head, bright and gentle, "Isn't this for you? Good medicine is bitter, but it will help you recover as soon as possible."
Mu Qinghan felt the pampering of his fingertips. With tears in her eyes, she bit her lip and said, "Yeah."
Seeing this, Ling Yuefan couldn't help but kiss her.
During the meal, Mu Zhenghong sat at the main seat, and on the left and right were Mu Yuxiu Wenwan and Ling Yuefan Mu Qinghan.
Mu Zhenghong originally ordered his servants to prepare dishes for Wen Wan, but in the end, he personally prepared dishes for Wen Wan that were within his reach and that Wen Wan liked to eat.
After a while, a small mountain was piled up in Wenwan's bowl.
The servant who was standing behind Mu Zhenghong serving dishes saw it and said with a smile: "The old man has such a good memory, we people have not fully remembered Awan's preferences!"
"Yes!" Mu Qinghan answered, with a pretentious complaint in his tone, "Now that Awan is here, grandpa doesn't care for Ahan anymore. Look at Awan's bowl, and look at me here, this kind of treatment is really unacceptable.
Compare."
Ling Yuefan raised his chopsticks and tapped Mu Qinghan's bowl, making a crisp sound, but his voice was low and helpless, "Can you still pile it up here? Finish eating these quickly, and grandpa will prepare dishes for you."
Several others laughed out loud, especially Mu Zhenghong, who raised his head and laughed loudly, and even coughed a few times in excitement.
Wen Wan was a little embarrassed at first, but now she realized that Mr. Mu's place did not have the same rules as those in ordinary wealthy families, but was full of laughter and laughter. She relaxed and ate Mu Zhenghong's food while agreeing with a few people.
Many years later, when Wen Wan knelt in front of Mu Zhenghong's tombstone in the ice and snow, she could still remember eating the most delicious meal in the world that night at the old man's house, and hearing the loud and cheerful laughter of the old man with gray temples.
, and everyone’s expressions and every word they said under the warm light that night.
During the dinner, Mu Zhenghong remembered something again and turned to ask Ling Yuefan and Mu Qinghan, "Have you obtained your marriage certificate?"
Hearing this, Ling Yuefan put down his chopsticks and nodded, "It's already been done. As for the wedding, I've discussed it with Ahan and will make up for it when she comes back from abroad."
After hearing this, Mu Zhenghong showed a loving and gratified smile, and looked at Mu Qinghan, "You married Lu Weihang so casually back then. Let alone a wedding, he didn't even give you any gift money."
Mu Qinghan lowered his head, "I'm sorry..."
Seeing this, Mu Yuxiu raised his head and asked Ling Yuefan, "How much concession did my uncle make?"
Ling Yuefan frowned and looked a little solemn, "Father Mu transferred his 10% share of the Mu family to Ahan."
After all, Mu's father is not the largest shareholder of Mu's family. His shares are limited, so transferring 10% to Mu Qinghan is not a small amount.
But several people knew in their hearts that this was actually not a good thing, because the more concessions Father Mu made now, it would mean the deeper the conflict between the two families in the future, and it is estimated that there would be another fight between you and me.
Mu Yuxiu is destined to take over the Mu family, so the movements and rise and fall of the Mu family are directly related to Mu Yuxiu's personal mission and responsibility.
Wen Wan frowned.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little heavy.
Mu Zhenghong's expression was more complicated than the others. After a moment of silence, he waved his hand and said, "Let's eat!"
So far no words.
After the meal, Ling Yuefan and Mu Qinghan went to clean up the kitchen together, while Mu Zhenghong called Mu Yuxiu and Wen Wan to the study.
He walked to a wall, with his back to Mu Yuxiu and Wen Wan, and seemed to open something. When he turned around again, he had a small rosewood box in his hand.
Seeing that Mu Zhenghong was struggling, Wen Wan was going to help. After looking at the box, she felt that there must be something valuable inside, so she had to step forward to support Mu Zhenghong.
Mu Zhenghong put the box on the desk.
Mu Yuxiu and Wen Wan stood there, waiting solemnly for Mu Zhenghong to open it.
Unexpectedly, Mu Zhenghong turned around and told the two of them, "Remember to take this box when you leave. If anything happens in the future, open it again."
Mu Yuxiu raised his long eyebrows upon hearing this and stared at the box with complicated eyes.
After a pause for a few seconds, he calmed down his emotions and joked with a smile, "What exactly is inside, and why do you have to wait until something big happens to open it? Is it some kind of clever idea?"
"No." Mu Zhenghong shook his head, "I just gave Awan some jewelry and other belongings, and there are other things... Anyway, don't ask so many questions. After grandpa dies, if you encounter a situation that is beyond your control, just
Open this box."
The dark furniture in the study made the whole room look very dark, and the atmosphere seemed particularly heavy at this time.
Mu Yuxiu heard his grandfather say something like he would die soon. He felt very sad, but with a faint smile on his face, he tried to lighten the atmosphere, "It sounds like this is still a huge treasure. Am I right?"
Do you want to defend it with your life?”
Mu Zhenghong closed his eyes, with a tired look on his expression. He waved his hands and said to Mu Yuxiu and Wen Wan, "It's already very late. You should go back and rest early!"
Mu Yuxiu held Wen Wan's hand and said to Mu Zhenghong with a smile: "We will stay here tonight and go back early tomorrow morning."
"That's fine." Mu Zhenghong nodded, patting the box, "Take this away."
