Chapter 7 Go and file a complaint if you can

Huo Qichen's hand, which had just picked up the chess piece, froze slightly, and then he put it down: "Yes, Grandpa, it was true at the beginning, but now, I really like her."

The old man smiled with relief: "As long as you truly like each other, that's good. Now that I see you marrying your beloved, I have no regrets in this life. Remember, hurry up and let me hold my great-grandson."

Mr. Huo is now over 80 years old. When an old man reaches a certain age, his organs begin to fail.

Huo Qichen's eyes flickered slightly and he replied "OK".

The person who called Jian Mo was Jian's mother. What she said was the same as yesterday. Jian Mo responded casually with a few words and returned to the ward.

It was time for dinner, and the old man insisted on going out for a walk, so he took his grandson and granddaughter-in-law to a restaurant outside the hospital.

Huo Qichen ordered a few dishes that the old man liked, and handed the menu to Jian Mo. His cold voice was filled with a hint of doting: "Look, what do you want to eat?"

Jian Mo took the menu and ordered a few dishes seemingly casually.

Soon, the waiter brought all the dishes.

Huo Qi Chen put on a good show, picking up food for Jian Mo from time to time.

Jian Mo followed suit and picked up the fish-flavored eggplant she ordered and put it in her bowl: "Achen, this is your favorite dish, eat more!"

Huo Qi Chen stared at her face, a hint of warning flashing in his expression.

The old man sitting opposite was stunned: "Huh? Huo Qichen has always hated eating eggplant since he was a child."

Hearing this, Jian Mo smiled.

"Grandpa, you might not know this! I love eating eggplant the most, and Achen has also started to like it after being with me!"

"Really?" The old man smiled broadly. "They say that when two people live together for a long time, their living habits will change. Think about it, your grandma was the same. She loved desserts, but I didn't. After being together for a long time, I started to like them too."

Just like that, Huo Qi Chen suppressed his anger and ate all the eggplants in the bowl.

Jian Mo felt extremely guilty, but when she saw Huo Qichen's aggrieved look, she felt secretly happy.

After dinner, when they left the restaurant and returned to the hospital, the old man said, "Okay, I know you're busy with work, so go ahead! Xiaomo, come visit grandpa when you have time."

Jian Mo looked at Huo Qi Chen.

"Okay, Grandpa, we'll go first. I'll bring Xiaomo to see you later."

Jian Mo also said goodbye to her grandfather with a smile.

Huo Qichen held Jian Mo's hand, or to be more precise, held it tightly, and walked side by side. Jian Mo was in great pain.

"It hurts, it hurts, Mr. Huo... Grandpa is still watching from behind!"

"Do you have the guts to file a complaint?" Huo Qichen said coldly.

Jian Mo: ...incompetent.

After getting in the car, Jian Mo sat in the passenger seat. Huo Qi Chen knew that the old man was still watching outside, so he took the initiative to fasten Jian Mo's seat belt, but the gloomy aura emanating from the man scared Jian Mo.

"Mr. Huo, I was wrong. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I confused your favorite food with your most hated one!"

"You really didn't mean it?" Huo Qi Chen stared at her.

"Really not." Jian Mo responded firmly.

Well, actually she did it on purpose, because Huo Qi Chen made her wait for two hours yesterday.

Huo Qichen had already seen through Jian Mo's little thoughts clearly. He started the car and left, his voice full of gloom.

"Do you know that one of your actions might make Grandpa realize that our marriage is fake?"