Maomao and Zixuan burst out laughing. They were both amused by the boy's words. He was only ten years old, but he was worrying about so many far-reaching things and even started thinking about his future girlfriend.
"Humph, who told you to tease me!" Maomao turned away and said coquettishly.
Mo Jie was speechless again. This aunt, who was so much older than him, was so childish and unreasonable. So, he sighed helplessly and said, "If you hadn't been so incompetent, would I have seen those things?"
His tone softened, and Maomao also turned from irritable to gentle. In fact, in the eyes of Zixuan who was standing next to her, her expression at this moment looked like a little fan girl, looking at the little nephew whom she was holding tightly.
Sure enough, the next second, Maomao said something shocking: "My little nephew, if you were in your twenties now, about the same age as me, I would probably be fascinated by a genius like you and would do anything to be with you!"
"Forget it, I don't have any interest in a girl like you who is so hot-tempered and impetuous!" However, Maomao's sudden confession did not move Mo Jie. He still spoke like a knife, piercing his heart.
All of a sudden, all the fascination that Maomao had for her disappeared, and was replaced by an immense anger. This little nephew actually dared to speak ill of her like that. This was simply intolerable.
Afterwards, Mo Jie was chased and beaten by Maomao for a while until the meal was almost over, when the two stopped. However, even at the dinner table, they ignored each other and sat far away from each other.
Looking at this pair of funny people, Zi Xuan was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she was with them. They were obviously elders and juniors, but they acted like a pair of bickering lovers, neither of them willing to submit to the other. The key point was the relationship between them. The two of them looked like mother and son, which looked quite weird.
During the meal, Yi Feilang muttered about how the system had been reorganized in the afternoon, and that even they couldn't manipulate the current system permissions. Mo Jie smiled and said nothing.
Anyway, he had already told Maomao that these things had to be kept confidential, so she was the only one who could take the credit.
Maomao glanced at Mo Jie, then stood up and admitted the matter without blushing or beating her heart. Immediately, she was shocked and praised by Yi Feilang, Xiao Ning Chulie and others, who all said that she was efficient.
At the other corner of the table, Mo Jie and Zi Xuan were whispering.
"Sister Zixuan, no wonder there's a saying that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. Look at my aunt, she speaks without blushing. Such a shameless person in the palace is really beyond my reach!"
"Tsk, you little bastard, didn't you ask her to keep it a secret?" Zi Xuan glared at the boy who was ungrateful and said,
After dinner, Zixuan and Mojie left immediately. They chartered a special plane and were going back in the evening. After all, Rongrong had already told Mo Jie to go back tomorrow. If he left tomorrow, it might be too late. Anyway, there was nothing they could do here, so they might as well go back.
However, they never expected that as soon as the two of them arrived in Tianyun City, Rongrong actually drove over to pick them up in the middle of the night. As soon as they got off the plane, Rongrong took them directly to her home.
It was reasonable to pick up her son, but Rongrong said that Zixuan would be bored at home alone, so she took them both home.
However, the two did not expect that Mo Huang's voice came as soon as they entered the house.
"How is it? It's fun over there?"
Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned. She really didn't expect that her family was still not asleep so late.
Seeing his father here, Mo Jie walked over and sat down next to him. "Dad, you'll probably be the richest man in the world in a few days. I think this project is feasible!"
"I really have to thank you, my precious son!" Mo Huang said in amazement, his face full of amusement: "I really didn't expect you to be so capable that you even know these details of the field!"
"It's okay, after all, I'm your son too!" Mo Jie didn't want to elaborate, so he had to change the subject and flatter him.
"Haha, you're really good at talking, but I don't have that ability, let alone you inherited it!" Mo Jie said calmly.
After hearing this, Mo Jie knew that his father was ready to get to the bottom of the matter, so he thought carefully and fell silent. There were many things that could not be said, in order to reduce the psychological pressure on his father who was in a honeypot.
After all, everyone around him was working hard for his happiness, including Mo Kong, Ningning, his son, Lu Lin, Rongrong, Xiao Ning, Ye Fei, and even Shen Lao. Almost everything everyone did was to relieve Mo Huang of his worries.
Maybe it was just a subtle influence among these people, and they didn't do it unintentionally, but Ningning and Lu Lin, as well as Mo Jie and Rongrong, all really helped Mo Huang get rid of his worries.
Therefore, Mo Jie really didn't want to ruin this situation, and he didn't want to let this old man worry about guilt when everything was calm now.
At this moment, when Mo Jie was silent, Rongrong suddenly said to Zixuan, "It's getting late, why don't I take you to rest first!"
Zixuan nodded, and was then led to the guest room by Rongrong. When Rongrong came out again, the son seemed to have understood everything and began to speak to the old man, "Actually, I learned all these things in the Star Crown Alliance. All my abilities were instilled in me by them over the past ten years. The truth is that simple!"
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