Chapter 468 Can I call you Mo Mo?

"Dad, who did you play a trick on again?" Zhao Xin'er asked.

His own father knew perfectly well that he was a short-tempered old man who loved to play pranks.

“Shi Nian,” Old Zhao said.

Zhao Xin'er remained silent on the other end of the phone.

Old Zhao immediately said, "Isn't it because she's Shi Yichen's daughter? She even came to me the other day. I thought she was just as annoying as her father, so I decided to play a trick on her."

Zhao Xin'er on the other end of the phone sighed deeply and said, "Shi Yichen is already dead. What's the point of you playing tricks on Shi Nian?"

Old Zhao didn't know what to say.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xin'er continued, "Forget it, she's just a junior, she won't hold it against you."

"It might not work..." Old Zhao recounted what he had just done.

"Dad, are you getting senile?!" Zhao Xin'er couldn't take it anymore. "I could forgive you for playing those pranks before, but Shi Nian and Huo Yanmo are about to get married, and now you're advising Shi Nian to consider her ex-husband?"

Old Zhao scratched his head.

Zhao Xin'er continued angrily, "It's like I finally got divorced from that damn guy and found new happiness, and now someone suddenly comes up to me and tries to persuade me to get back together with him. What would you think?"

"I'll beat him to death, old man!" Old Zhao blurted out.

"See? This is what you just did," Zhao Xin'er concluded.

Old Zhao fell silent.

The car drove all the way back to the Zhao family building.

Old Zhao returned to his office, and his secretary came over and asked, "Chairman, should we continue to investigate Shi Nian's whereabouts?"

Old Zhao shook his head: "No need."

Shi Nian probably doesn't want to talk to him anymore and won't come over again.

The secretary found it a bit strange, but didn't dare to ask any more questions and left.

...

During the game of chess.

Shi Nian sat on the office sofa, looking at the scenery outside.

The clouds drifted slowly by, but Shi Nian's mind was blank; she didn't know what she was thinking.

She sat there for who knows how long.

Later, she noticed someone standing next to her.

She turned around and saw Huo Yanmo.

She suddenly felt very wronged.

My nose feels sore.

Shi Nian's eyes welled up with tears.

Huo Yanmo squatted down and looked at her at eye level.

As he watched her tears fall from her eyes, he reached out to wipe them away, but the tears only flowed more and more, and he couldn't wipe them all away.

She cried so hard, and the man squatting beside her also had tears in his eyes.

She was sobbing uncontrollably, and he held her face in his hands, looking at her.

He didn't tell her not to cry, he just stayed with her.

She looked at him, took his hand that was cupping her face, and then threw herself into his arms.

"Amo..." she cried, her voice filled with sorrow and muffled sobs.

His hand trembled slightly as he gently placed it on her back.

He knew that because her parents addressed each other that way, she used to call her closest person, Lu Yanzhi, "A-Zhi."

After she rolled down the stairs, she never called Lu Yanzhi that again.

After they got together, she always called him "Yan Mo," but now she has changed how she addresses him.

Does this mean that he has become even more important to her?

Huo Yanmo was happy.

"I'm here," he replied, gently patting her back to comfort her, tears falling onto her back.

Shi Nian cried for a long time before she stopped.

When she looked up, she saw Huo Yanmo with red eyes.

She reached out and wiped away the tears on his face.

“I don’t want to call you Amo,” Shi Nian said. Although her father and mother called her that, she had used that form of address in her previous marriage.

“I’m going to give you another nickname.” Shi Nian looked into Huo Yanmo’s dark eyes and said in a nasal voice, “You call me Nian Nian, so I’ll call you Mo Mo, okay?”

Huo Yanmo smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead.

He said, "Okay."

"MoMo," Shi Nian called out.

"I'm here," Huo Yanmo replied.

"MoMo, someone just said you're not as good as others, and it made me cry," Shi Nian said.

Huo Yanmo nodded, his face full of righteous indignation, and said, "That's terrible! He actually bullied our Nian Nian. I have to go and teach him a lesson right away!"

Shi Nian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“You’re acting like you’re comforting a child,” she said.

“In my heart, Niannian will always be 18 years old,” Huo Yanmo said calmly.

"Is this the 7th anniversary of your 18th birthday?" Shi Nian asked.

"Then what am I?" Huo Yanmo followed Shi Nian's line of reasoning and asked, "The 11th anniversary of your 18th birthday?"

Shi Nianxiao lay sprawled on the sofa.

I was just feeling very sad, but now I'm very happy. My emotions are like a rollercoaster.

She laughed so hard she couldn't stop hiccuping.

I was just crying because I was sad, and now I'm laughing so hard I'm crying too.

Huo Yanmo quickly poured her a glass of water.

But I still burped after drinking it.

"Try holding your breath." Huo Yanmo said while searching. "Take a deep breath and hold it for 10-15 seconds, then slowly exhale and repeat 2-3 times."

Shi Nian pinched her own nose and held her breath, then reached out and pinched his nose as well.

The hiccups stopped sometime ago.

Then, inexplicably, the two of them started a breath-holding contest.

In the end, Huo Yanmo was the first to be defeated.

Shi Nian was also about to lose control, and took advantage of Huo Yanmo's breathing to do so.

The two of them were panting heavily.

Then they burst into laughter.

The two of them lay on the sofa laughing until they were too tired to move.

"MoMo," Shi Nian called out.

"Hmm?" Huo Yanmo replied.

"MoMo".

"I am here."

"Ink, ink."

"Yes, yes."

"Mo Mo, I love you." Shi Nian turned around and looked at Huo Yanmo.

In the past, when she was sad and helpless, she would only go to her parents. After her father passed away and her mother became distant, she would either force herself to stay strong or go to her father's grave.

But just now, the instant she turned around and saw Huo Yanmo, she felt a sense of dependence on him.

It's as if, in front of him, she doesn't have to put on a brave face or pretend to be strong; she can cry when she wants to cry and laugh when she wants to laugh.

Huo Yanmo reached out and touched her face.

"Niannian, I love you too," he whispered, his voice full of affection.

Then, he leaned in and kissed her lips.

A few minutes later, Shi Nian took his hand out of her clothes.

"Don't do anything inappropriate in the office," Shi Nian said, blushing. The employees were still outside.

"Okay." Huo Yanmo looked a little aggrieved, glanced down at his pants, and sighed.

Shi Nian also felt a little awkward, so she casually changed the subject.

"Mo Mo, what brings you here?" Shi Nian asked.

"I came to check on you because you hadn't replied to my messages for a while," Huo Yanmo replied.

Shi Nian then remembered that she was choosing photos before Grandpa Zhao arrived.

She got up using the sofa as a support, and Huo Yanmo also got up and helped her up.

The two of them went to the desk together.

Shi Nian opened the file, and the two began to discuss it.

Finally, they chose the photo of the two looking at each other as the welcoming photo.

"I heard that Old Master Zhao was here just now?" Huo Yanmo asked.

Shi Nian nodded and said, "I'll handle this myself."