"It's rare to have a close friend in one's life. You two have known each other since childhood, and she has long regarded you as one of her own." An Zhenxiong picked up a black chess piece and spoke slowly.
"You left without a word back then, and she even knelt down in front of me to beg for help in order to find you."
Shen Mo's pupils trembled slightly, his fingertips loosened, and the white chess piece fell back into the chess box.
Zizi kneeled down for him?
An Zhenxiong glanced at him and continued, "Xiao Mo, I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty. I just want you to know that Xiao Ci values you very much. She treats you like family. So even if there is a conflict of interest between the An family and the Custer family in the future, don't let it damage the harmony between you two."
Shen Mo came back to his senses, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and nodded, "Grandpa An, don't worry. To me, the Custer family is far less important than my son."
An Zhenxiong smiled faintly, "Okay, I feel relieved with your words."
The game of chess lasted for more than an hour. With An Zhenxiong's permission, Shen Mo stayed overnight at the manor.
He returned to the castle where An Ci lived and went upstairs as if he were familiar with the place.
The door of An Ci's room was not closed, and soft light poured out, spreading across the corridor.
As soon as he approached, the person lying on the sofa noticed him and looked over with beautiful peach blossom eyes, their pupils bright.
When she saw it was Shen Mo, she turned over and sat up, as if she had seen a savior, "You are finally back."
Shen Mo walked over and saw the documents piled up on the table. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"
An Ci patted the seat next to him and said in a flattering tone, "Brother, sit here."
If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
Shen Mo sat down calmly. An Ci asked attentively, "Brother, are you thirsty? I'll get you a bottle of drink."
Shen Mo held her back and reached out to pick up the cup on the table. "I'll just drink this."
An Ci reminded, "I've drunk it."
"I drank a lot when I was a kid." Shen Mo said softly, bringing the cup to his lips and taking a sip.
I don't know what she put in the cup, it tasted like flower tea, with a hint of medicinal herbs, not unpleasant, and tasted a bit sweet.
He took another sip and said, "Tell me, is there anything I can do for you?"
An Ci's attention shifted from the cup, and he said with a smile, "Grandpa asked me to manage a casino. These are the reports sent from the casino, and some still need to be corrected."
Shen Mo looked at her with a half-smile, "So?"
"So I'd like to borrow your brilliant brain for a bit."
No matter how many holes there are, flattery will never wear out.
An Ci grabbed his arm and shook it, "Brother, you..."
Shen Mo corrected, "Call me brother."
An Ci had a puzzled expression on his face.
What kind of habit does he have? Is there any difference between calling me brother and calling me brother?
Could it be that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder and can't bear to hear a single word?
Forget it, it won’t make any difference if I say one more word, the important thing is to get to the point.
An Ci followed his lead and changed the subject, "Brother, can you bear to see me studying late into the night and working all night long?"
Seeing her pretending to be pitiful, Shen Mo laughed and teased her deliberately, "How can you bear it?"
An Ci's mouth twitched, and he reached out to grab the cup back, gritting his teeth, "Chen, Mo."
Shen Mo chuckled softly. He had just coaxed the person into submission, so he didn't dare tease him too much. He said, "It's not impossible to agree to your request, but there's a condition."
An Ci looked at him eagerly, "What are the conditions?"
He asked, "Where is the bracelet I gave you earlier?"
"In the drawer of my nightstand."
When she needed help, she was so obedient that Shen Mo couldn't help but rub her head and said, "Go get it."
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