Chapter 239 Let’s Eat Breakfast Together

Grandma just got up and came out of the bedroom. She was startled by the loud slamming of the door.

"Qiqi, who is it?"

Tang Qi paused for two seconds and answered in a muffled voice: "Landlord."

"Oh, the landlord is here, why did you lock him out? Please come in."

Tang Qi frowned where grandma couldn't see, "I want to change clothes."

Grandma hurried to open the door herself, and when she saw Mo Shaochen standing outside the door, she was stunned for a few seconds before she smiled.

"So this house is yours, Ah Chen?"

Mo Shaochen had already heard Xu Xing's report about the house last night, so he responded naturally, "Yes, grandma, can I come in?"

Grandma was stunned for a moment, as if she felt something was wrong but couldn't remember what it was.

"Don't be polite, come in, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Let's eat together later."

Tang Qi changed her clothes and came out. Mo Shaochen was sitting on the sofa, facing her bedroom door.

As soon as she came out, their eyes met.

Tang Qi ignored him and went to the kitchen to help her grandmother prepare breakfast.

Every morning when she wakes up, she turns on the rice cooker to cook porridge. When she comes back, she buys Zhang Ji’s breakfast packs. Sometimes she also cooks the dumplings or wontons that Aunt Liu had made the day before.

The breakfast was only enough for two people.

Grandma turned on the gas stove to boil water, preparing to cook a bowl of wontons for Mo Shaochen.

Tang Qi said coldly, "Just let him drink the porridge."

Grandma glared at her in reproach. "A guest is a guest. Mr. Mo has helped us so much and even rented his house to us at a low price. How can we only give him porridge? It's not right."

Haha, you bastard, you deserve to be turned away and have your fill!

Tang Qi went out with the packed lunch rolls.

Mo Shaochen was standing outside the kitchen door, staring at her.

"Qiqi."

The kitchen was not soundproof, and he obviously heard what she said just now. He smiled at her lovingly, not angry at all.

"Don't worry, grandma. I just want to drink the porridge."

She ignored him, walked around him and put the plate on the table.

He went into the kitchen again to get the porridge and dishes, but she ignored him several times.

until--

He suddenly put his arms around her slender waist from behind.

Tang Qi was slightly startled and subconsciously looked towards the kitchen.

A man's deep, hoarse laughter rang in my ears.

He leaned close to her ear, his hot breath spraying on her face, ears and neck.

"I was wrong."

Just as Tang Qi was about to raise his elbow to hit him, he heard him apologize in a low voice.

"sorry."

"Don't be mad at me, okay?"

Grandma's voice came from the kitchen, "Qiqi, come and see if the range hood is broken."

Tang Qi broke free from the man's arms and turned back to glare at him as a warning.

Be honest! Mo Shaochen looked back at her with gentle eyes.

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When she got closer, she realized that there were bloodshot eyes and his brows looked more tired than usual.

The battery of the range hood has been replaced, and the wontons are cooked. They are served with a few green leaves and tomato slices, and look very appetizing.

She took out the wontons.

At the dinner table, grandma noticed the injury on Mo Shaochen's right arm and said, "Your hand injury hasn't healed yet. It's inconvenient to use chopsticks, right? Do you want me to get you a spoon?"

Mo Shaochen calmly picked up the bamboo chopsticks and said, "No need."

Seeing that his right hand was so flexible, grandma said nothing more.

When they were almost done eating, seeing Mo Shaochen put down his chopsticks, he asked him again: "Are you full? There's more in the refrigerator. If you're not full, I'll ask Qiqi to cook more dumplings for you."

Tang Qi ate eggs slowly with her eyelashes drooping. When she heard what her grandmother said, she raised her eyelids and glanced at the man coldly.

Mo Shaochen glanced at her, with a warm look in his eyes.

"I've eaten. I don't have a good appetite and I usually don't eat much."

Grandma looked concerned, "Are you working too hard? No matter how busy you are, you must take care of your health. If your health is damaged, it will be useless no matter how much money you make."

"I understand, Grandma."

Seeing that he listened to the advice, grandma nodded with satisfaction, but then she realized something was wrong.

"Ah Chen, although you and Qiqi are friends, it's not appropriate for you to call me grandma together with Qiqi. People will gossip about it. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandma Luo."

Mo Shaochen smiled calmly, "Grandma Luo."

(End of this chapter)