Ling Mo looked at Qin Beiming, who had already turned his head and was focused on driving, with surprise, completely unable to figure out why he had brought it up out of the blue.

Could it be that he's trying to stage an accident?

In the past, she would never have paid any attention to him.

But when she discovered that Qin Beiming was the one who buttoned up her clothes and preserved her dignity when she was on the verge of death in her previous life, her affection for Qin Beiming soared to its peak.

Therefore, even though she couldn't understand his actions, she was still willing to give him more patience.

After careful consideration, Ling Mo finally straightened his expression and asked with particular seriousness:

"Third Master, what kind of compensation do you want?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Qin Beiming seemed a little confused. He had accidentally kissed her, yet she was asking him for compensation.

What kind of operation is this?

Does he expect her to take responsibility for him, and she would comply?

"If you don't need compensation, then forget it..."

Ling Mo thought to herself, since Qin Beiming voluntarily gave up the compensation, he shouldn't try to extort her from this matter in the future.

Although she still cherished the kindness Qin Beiming had shown her before her rebirth, she wouldn't tolerate him continuing to use this incident to extort money.

"..."

Qin Beiming pursed his lips, wanting to change his words, but unsure of what to say.

After much hesitation, I had no choice but to give up...

Because of the little incident earlier, the two of them remained tacitly silent the whole way, unusually quiet.

Soon, the car slowly drove into the most secluded manor in the riverside villa area.

Dozens of lush rosewood trees are planted on both sides of the road, varying in height, with the shorter ones being about five or six meters and the taller ones reaching more than ten meters, making them look very impressive.

Ling Mo glanced indifferently at the towering sandalwood tree outside the window, and a sudden doubt arose in his heart.

In ancient times, sandalwood was also known as the wood of emperors.

Throughout history, imperial dynasties have imported rosewood from foreign lands to demonstrate the nobility of the royal family and to display imperial power.

It is precisely because sandalwood is endowed with a noble quality that is difficult for ordinary people to attain that, unless it is a very prosperous family, they generally will not plant sandalwood trees within their own courtyard walls, for fear that the family's fortune will not be able to suppress the kingly aura of sandalwood.

The Qin family must be quite powerful to have planted so many sandalwood trees in their courtyard.

"What are you thinking about?"

As they were talking, Qin Beiming had already parked the car.

"nothing."

Ling Mo shook his head and was about to get out of the car when a kind old lady came up to greet him.

"Mo Bao, I've finally waited for you."

As soon as Madam Qin saw Ling Mo, she happily gave her a big hug.

Ling Mo was so tightly hugged by her that he almost couldn't breathe, and he felt more and more that this old lady had some kind of social arrogance.

Even though it was their first time meeting, she acted as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Grandma, don't scare them."

Qin Beiming looked speechlessly at the Qin matriarch, who was so engrossed in her pleasure that she seemed to have forgotten all about home. Fearing that Ling Mo would be intimidated by her display of power, he quickly pulled her aside.

Old Madam Qin was clearly displeased, muttering to herself:

"You little rascal, are you just jealous that your grandma got to hold her granddaughter-in-law before you?"

Qin Beiming really wanted to tell her that he had not only hugged her, but also kissed her. However, with Ling Mo present, these words were somewhat inappropriate.

“Madam, the bracelet you asked Uncle Liu to give me a few days ago is far too valuable for me to accept. That’s why I’m visiting you today.”

Seeing that it was already completely dark, Ling Mo only wanted to go home and get some sleep, so he got straight to the point.

"Mo Bao, you're too kind. Just call me Grandma, like Bei Bei does."

With a smile, Madam Qin took Ling Mo's hand and led her into the house.

"grandmother."

Ling Mo had a fairly good impression of Madam Qin, so he respectfully addressed her as "Grandma."

Madam Qin nodded in satisfaction, warmly pulled her to the dining table, pointed to the table full of dishes, and said with considerable pride:

"Grandma's cooking is pretty good, isn't it? All these dishes were prepared by Grandma herself."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Ling Mo looked at the table full of dishes, his eyes slightly moved.

For some reason, she suddenly recalled the time she spent living at her grandmother's house...

Seven years ago, when she was sent to the countryside, her maternal uncle was already in charge of her maternal grandmother's family.

The title of head of household also fell to the uncle.

At first, her uncle thought that Ling Yunlong would give her some subsidies, and he was quite polite to her.

After a month or two of eating and drinking for free, her aunt became unhappy and started giving her the cold shoulder.

Grandma felt sorry for her, but she couldn't make the decision, so she could only squat with her in the corner, holding a broken bowl, and dryly eating the leftovers.

As for her maternal grandmother, she also had a very unhappy life after her uncle took over the family.

In my younger years, when I was still healthy, I was able to help my aunt take care of her children.

Later, she gradually became unable to take care of the children or do housework. Her uncle and aunt, seeing that she had lost her usefulness, often gave her the cold shoulder.

She had considered having her grandmother move out, but her grandmother always insisted that her mother was still alive and refused to move out...

Thinking of his grandmother, Ling Mo's expression softened considerably.

Old Madam Qin warmly pulled Ling Mo's arm and made her sit down close to her. Before she had even settled in, she began to chatter on and on about everyday matters.

Ling Mo smiled faintly, but her attention was focused on the two characters "墨宝" (meaning "best work of calligraphy") engraved on the bowl and chopsticks in front of her.

It seems that Old Madam Qin called her "Calligraphy Treasure".

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