Chapter 921 Going to the Old House
Qiao Qing left the office and finished her afternoon work. She stood up, walked to the tea table and made herself a cup of scented tea.
The cell phone rang, Qiao Qingci picked it up and saw that it was Mr. Mo.
Qiao Qingci answered the call and called out, "Grandpa Mo."
Mr. Mo responded with a smile.
"Qingci, is the company busy recently?"
"Not bad." Qiao Qingci came to the sofa and sat down, chatting with Mr. Mo.
Grandpa Mo treated Qiao Qingci like his own granddaughter. After chatting for a while, he said, "Qingci, it's been a while since you last came to see Grandpa Mo. Grandpa Mo misses you terribly. The fish in the old mansion's pond are getting fat and smelling really good. When can you come... I'll have someone fish them out for you in advance."
When Mr. Mo was young, he was a very stubborn person. Even now, his attitude towards people is very tough. However, when facing Qiao Qingci, he likes this granddaughter-in-law from the bottom of his heart. Knowing that Qiao Qingci likes delicious food, he called Qiao Qingci as soon as these fish fry grew up.
"Yan Chu is so busy that I can't see him every day. I wanted to ask him to bring you over, but I couldn't get through on the phone, so I called you directly. I'll leave this fish for you, Qing Ci, to eat alone!"
Qiao Qingci couldn't help laughing at Mr. Mo's angry words, but she was very touched by his kindness.
"Grandpa Mo, thank you for thinking of us. I'll check the time and go back to the old house with Brother Yanchu tomorrow morning."
Mr. Mo was happy, "Okay, I'll go and tell him in a moment, Qingci, you can come tomorrow."
After work, Mo Yanchu came to pick up Qiao Qingci. Qiao Qingci told Mo Yanchu that Mr. Mo had called her and asked her to go to the old house for dinner.
"I remember we both have time tomorrow. We can't let Grandpa down, so let's set the time right away. You can take a look. If there's anything else that comes up, we'll talk to Grandpa."
"No, tomorrow will be fine."
Mo Yanchu said lightly, his slender fingers resting on the steering wheel, and began to adjust the parking space.
While Mo Yanchu was speaking, Qiao Qingci keenly noticed that something was wrong with Mo Yanchu's mood.
Although Mo Yanchu's facial expression was usually not obvious, he was not in this state the last time he took her back to the old house.
Is there something she doesn't know, or is it just her imagination?
Qiao Qingci observed Mo Yanchu, but didn't find anything wrong. He could only put his thoughts aside and go with Mo Yanchu to choose gifts to take to the old house.
The next day, Qiao Qingci and Mo Yanchu came to the Mo family's old house together.
As soon as he got out of the car, Qiao Qingci saw Mr. Mo, accompanied by the housekeeper, standing in the courtyard and looking at him.
"Grandpa Mo." Qiao Qingci raised his hand and greeted him affectionately.
"Hey, Qingci is here."
Old Master Mo invited Qiao Qingci into the house, but when he saw Mo Yanchu, he snorted.
"You little bastard, if Qingci hadn't come to see my old bones today, you probably wouldn't have even known you were coming!"
"What did grandpa say? I will come back when you need me."
Mo Yanchu said lightly, following Qiao Qingci and walking into the living room with gifts in his hands, not affected by Mr. Mo's dissatisfaction at all.
The three of them sat down and the servants brought tea and snacks. Old Master Mo warmly invited Qiao Qingci to eat, and showed concern for her work and life, as well as the situation of the Qiao family, ignoring Mo Yanchu the whole time.
Qiao Qingci noticed the awkwardness between the grandfather and grandson, and said nothing. When they reached the table, facing a table full of delicious food, Mr. Mo looked at Qiao Qingci and asked, "How is it, Qingci, do you like it?"
Qiao Qingci had his taste buds conquered by the chef of the Mo family's old house a long time ago. In Qiao Qingci's opinion, the dishes served on the table today were all delicacies that could not be bought outside even at a high price.
"Of course I like it, Grandpa Mo, you eat it too."
"Okay, okay."
After the meal, the atmosphere seemed very harmonious. It was rare for the old house to be so lively. Even Mr. Mo ate half an extra bowl of rice.
After dinner, Mr. Mo pulled Qiao Qingci to play chess together.
However, when Qiao Qingci was halfway through the game, his cell phone rang. Old Master Mo said with understanding, "It's okay. Let Yanchu take over. Qingci, you can take care of your own things first."
Qiao Qingci gave his seat to Mo Yanchu and walked away with his phone.
At opposite ends of the chessboard, grandfather and grandson faced each other. Old Master Mo took a step and then said nonchalantly, "I heard about what happened a while ago. Wouldn't it be better to just manage the Mo Group properly? Why do you have to get involved in those organizational missions? If you had thought about Qingci before doing anything, you wouldn't have made such a decision. Do you still want me to watch you follow in your mother's footsteps?"
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