Chapter 295 I really don’t understand. This is my first time chasing someone.
Su Xin was stunned for a moment and was a little speechless.
"Squint your eyes, you call this chasing? Besides threatening me with your translation master's degree and yelling at me, do you even know how to chase a girl?"
Xing Mo: "I really don't understand. This is my first time chasing someone."
"If you don't understand, then don't pursue it." I couldn't ask for more.
Su Xin turned around and tried to leave, but Xing Mo grabbed her arm.
"etc."
Su Xin turned around and glared at him: "What else do you want to do?"
Xing Mo let go, looked away awkwardly, then turned and walked to the back seat of the car, opened the door, took out a square box that was packaged quite exquisitely, and turned around to stuff it into Su Xin's arms.
The box was quite light, and Su Xin subconsciously held it with both hands. She heard his hard voice: "Take it."
"What's this?" Su Xin glanced down at the ribbon on the box, surprised: "Is it for me?"
Xing Mo's eyes wandered, not looking at her: "Yeah, a New Year's gift."
"New Year's gift?" Su Xin looked up at him suspiciously, confirming, "You came here so late at night just to give me a New Year's gift?"
Xing Mo raised his eyebrows, his tone concealing a hint of nervousness that he himself didn't realize: "Or else? Send a ghost?"
Su Xin held the box, feeling puzzled.
Is he serious? Or is he trying to trick her?
After hesitating for a long time, she finally opened the box.
The first layer was thick wrapping paper, and the second layer was a velvet box. When she opened the velvet box and saw what was inside, the expression on her face froze instantly.
Neatly placed in the box was a pair of height-increasing insoles, the kind with massage particles.
"What is this?" Su Xin's voice changed, and she questioned Xing Mo with a look of disgust.
"Custom-made height-increasing insoles." Xing Mo: "You should need them."
"I need it?" Su Xin seemed to have heard a huge joke. She stuffed the box back into his arms and raised her voice a few notches.
"What's with your bizarre train of thought, squinting eyes? Are you implying I'm short? I'm 1.62 meters tall, not tall but not short either, right? I don't need this!"
"Besides, what kind of nice person would give someone height-increasing insoles during Chinese New Year? Even if you gave them a pair of heated insoles, it would be nice! You just want to piss me off because you don't like me, right?"
funny.
Xing Mo saw that she was angry and frowned: "Don't you like it?"
"..." Su Xin held her forehead, feeling her temples pounding, and shouted, "It's not that I don't like it! I really don't like it!"
Xing Mo frowned even more tightly and couldn't help but reflect on himself.
Was it really sent to the wrong person?
After a moment, he explained to her in concise terms.
"I didn't think you were short. I was going to give you a necklace, but Xiang Ze said that giving you something expensive might burden you, so he told me to choose a gift that suits your needs. He also said, 'Choose the right gift, not an expensive one,' otherwise it would be tacky."
Su Xin: "I just like expensive things! I'm vulgar! Very vulgar!"
"Okay." Xing Mo handed the box to her again: "I'll remember it. Next time I give you something tacky and expensive, you should also accept these height-enhancing insoles."
"Thank you!" Su Xin pushed the box back to him. "Keep these height-enhancing insoles for yourself. Bye!"
After saying that, she turned and left.
After walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned back, took off his green jacket and threw it back to him.
"Squint your eyes! Don't come to me again, it's so annoying!"
Xing Mo watched her disappear in the corridor and began to feel annoyed.
He looked down at the gift in his hand, sneered, and threw it directly to the ground.
Then he fumbled in his coat pocket, took out a cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
The air was filled with smoke, and Xing Mo couldn't help but shrink his eyes.
Xiang Ze is really a good assistant to him, and his bad ideas are better than each other.
Then again, Xiang Ze is a pig to begin with, so why does he listen to him?
This backfired, and he deserved it.
At this time, the good assistant called again.
He suppressed his anger and answered: "Speak!"
Xiang Ze felt a little uneasy when he heard his tone, but he didn't ask any more questions. He told him, "Second Master... the old lady is looking for you at the villa. Come back soon!"
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Xing Mo returned to the villa, and the laughter from the living room floated over along with the heater.
The old lady and Xiang Ze were talking about something, but his signature sweet talk was making the old lady laugh non-stop.
Seeing him come back, Xiang Ze quickly stood up: "Second Master, you're back."
The old lady looked over when she heard the sound, her eyes fell on him, and she smiled kindly: "Amo is back."
Xing Mo nodded lightly and walked over to sit on the sofa.
His tone wasn't exactly warm, but he also lost his usual coldness towards others: "What's the matter, Grandma?"
He has always had complicated feelings towards this grandmother.
The old lady lived in the countryside all year round, although the two of them seldom met.
But unlike the hypocritical calculations of the old man and Xing Zhonghua, the old lady always treated him sincerely.
She would send him peanuts and fruits that she grew in the countryside, would often call him to say hello, and would patiently comfort and guide him.
In the cold place of the Xing family, the old lady was the only person who made him feel a little warmth, and she was also one of the few elders he was willing to respect.
Xiang Ze keenly noticed that the atmosphere was a bit subtle.
So he tactfully left the living room.
After calming down, the old lady looked at him: "Amo, have you lost weight? Do you not eat on time?"
Xing Mo lowered his eyes, his tone flat: "Grandma, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"Since you didn't go home, I had no choice but to come and see you." The old lady sighed, her voice became deeper, and the smile on her face faded: "Amo, I heard about what happened in the Xing family some time ago."
Xing Mo said nothing.
"That Song Yanzheng, who used drugs to frame Xing Yu and put her in jail..." The old lady paused. "It was actually you who investigated the truth and found evidence behind the scenes, so Xing Yu was released, right?"
"No." Xing Mo: "He also has a trick up his sleeve. He bribed Song Yanzheng's secretary a long time ago. Whether I investigate or not, his secretary will come out to clarify the facts. It has nothing to do with me."
The old lady knew that he was soft-hearted but tough-mouthed: "Amo, although I haven't had much contact with you, I am sure that you have never had a bad heart."
Hearing this, Xing Mo curled up his lips into a faint sneer and sneered, "Yes, I'm not a bad person. Even if I were bad... I'm definitely not as bad as Xing Zhonghua and the old man."
The old lady looked at the hatred and alienation in his eyes and couldn't help feeling guilty.
She stood up, walked over to him, and sat down, patting his shoulder. After a moment, she spoke slowly, "Amo, it was the Xing family who was wrong about what happened before... It was the Xing family who let you down."
Xing Mo didn't look at her, but just turned his gaze to the window.
"You don't have to apologize on their behalf. You and the old man have been separated for many years. Frankly speaking, these things have nothing to do with you. Besides, some things can't be resolved with just a simple 'I'm sorry.'"
The atmosphere became tense again.
The old lady changed the subject.
She pulled something wrapped in red cloth from her pocket and handed it to him, her hands shaking slightly. "Amo, this is the amulet that grandma bought for you at the temple in the countryside. It's filled with cypress seeds from the mountains, which can ward off evil and ensure safety. Ayu and Yingxue have one, and you have one too. One for each of you three siblings."
Xing Mo looked at the small red cloth bag with a neatly embroidered Chinese character "安" on it, which was obviously embroidered by the old lady herself.
He hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it. The red cloth bag felt warm in his palm.
"Thank you, grandma."
When the old lady saw him accept it, she finally smiled.
"Ah Mo, everyone makes mistakes in life. Grandma lived for over eighty years, and looking back, she hasn't quite grasped the full potential of life. People, don't always cling to your obsessions, or you'll suffer."
Xing Mo understood her implication but did not respond.
The old lady's voice was tinged with nostalgia. "Grandma, everyone said she lived a wonderful life. They said I left the Xing family's wealth and prosperity behind and chose to go to the countryside to guard a few acres of land and seek freedom. But they didn't know that no matter how much I loved freedom, I wouldn't have the heart to abandon my entire family and run off to a strange countryside alone."
These words were like a stone, hitting Xing Mo's heart.
He finally turned to look at the old lady, his eyes filled with confusion.
Since he was a child, he heard the servants in his family say that his grandmother took the initiative to separate from his grandfather because she could not stand the restrictions in the city.
Is there any other hidden secret?
The old lady's eyes were already a little cloudy, but when she talked about these old things, they sparkled a little: "Amo, in fact, I chose to leave the Xing family because of you."
Xing Mo's Adam's apple moved: "What do you mean?"
The old lady stretched out her hand and held the back of his hand.
"Amo, back then, your parents had an accident at the Xing construction site, and Zhonghua... again, assaulted your grandmother. I couldn't stop their absurd and cruel behavior, and they even took you back to the Xing family to serve as Grandpa's blood bank... Over time, I've truly felt guilty towards you..."
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