Chapter 675: The feeling of returning home

Mo Jianye nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, she is also my daughter. I will not allow my daughter to continue to suffer outside. I will send someone to investigate."

"Thank you, Dad."

"You're welcome. I've already prepared your room at home. As for Yunsheng..."

Speaking of Mo Yunsheng, Mo Jianye felt a bit of a headache. It was true that they had no feelings for each other, and it was also true that they had been father and daughter for more than 20 years.

He rubbed his brows and said, "She has been proud all her life. After you appeared, you surpassed all the things she was proud of. She might be a little hostile to you, but... it doesn't matter."

"If she bullies you, just tell me and I will never let you suffer any injustice."

Qiao Yanmeng felt a little sour in her nose, as if she had rarely been favored so blatantly before.

It's not that she couldn't accept Mo Yunsheng continuing to stay in the Mo family, but she was too lazy to have a big quarrel with Mo Yunsheng every three days and a small quarrel every two days. With Mo Jianye's guarantee, she should feel more relaxed.

"I won't bother you any more. Go back quickly."

Mo Jianye closed the car door for the two of them. In the car, Zhan Tingbei asked in a low voice, "How does it feel to be home?"

"It seems... better than I thought."

"That's good." Zhan Tingbei said with a half-smile: "Just now those people asked, when are we going to get married, do you have a favorite day?"

"How can I enjoy watching this kind of thing?" Qiao Yanmeng said helplessly, "It's not the right time yet."

"When is the time?"

Qiao Yanmeng smiled and turned back: "Why are you so anxious?"

"I'm not in a hurry, I just think it's time." Zhan Tingbei paused and continued, "It doesn't matter, just deal with the current matter first."

When they returned home, they found the little girl standing at the door with her hands on her hips, staring at them hungrily.

The little girl asked in confusion, "Hey, why is Mommy so happy today?"

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Qiao Yanmeng stretched out her hand and pinched the little girl's cheek. "Sorry, I almost forgot about you!"

"Mom is bad, punish her for not taking me to the amusement park!" Little Milk Tuan started to raise the price. Qiao Yanmeng pretended to be embarrassed and said, "What should I do? I have things to deal with tomorrow."

"Then the day after tomorrow!" Little Milk Ball was quite considerate. Qiao Yanmeng laughed: "Why don't we go to the amusement park and go see grandpa?"

"Grandpa?" Little Milk Ball was very good at comforting himself. He nodded thoughtfully: "Is he my biological grandpa this time?"

"Well, I'll take you to see him in a few days."

Before that, let Mo Jianye have some mental preparation.

The next morning, Qiao Yanmeng was woken up by her cell phone.

She answered the phone in a daze and spoke incoherently, but was startled by Mo Jianye's voice.

"My precious daughter, come downstairs. Daddy will take you home to see the world."

Qiao Yanmeng glanced at the time in shock. It was nine o'clock in the morning.

It turns out that Mo Jianye is the most anxious person among them.

Zhan Tingbei sat up while rubbing his temples, and sighed, "Boss Mo has really wanted a daughter for a long time. It's obvious that he's very happy that you can go back."

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Qiao Yanmeng stood up to clean up, and glanced at Zhan Tingbei who was still in bed. Zhan Tingbei didn't say anything, but just said, "Can you handle it alone?"

"What can't you handle when you return home?"

"Okay." Zhan Tingbei nodded, "If you have any problems, come to me, don't solve them yourself."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Qiao Yanmeng packed up and went downstairs, just in time to see Mo Jianye waiting for her in an exceptionally eye-catching luxury stretch car.

There's really no need to be so high-profile. Qiao Yanmeng complained in her heart, sighed, and sat next to Mo Jianye.

Mo Jinye said, "Mengmeng, don't worry. There's nothing to be afraid of. Your uncle has something to do today and can't come. But your grandma is at home. Say hello to her."

Qiao Yanmeng nodded and continued to ask, "If I go back like this, they..."

"No one will dare to say anything. If someone says something, I will help you solve it."

Mo Jianye solemnly assured: "Meng Meng, your father is here and will not let others bully you."

Qiao Yanmeng believed what Mo Jianye said, but she didn't believe that Mo Yunsheng could really be so honest as to accept her home and share the position of eldest lady with her.

As expected, from the moment she entered the Mohist school, Qiao Yanmeng felt as if she had entered a huge Hongmen Banquet.

"This must be Mengmeng. She has grown so big."

Madam Mo looked at Qiao Yanmeng and forced a false smile, saying, "You don't look much like Jianye. It's hard for Jianye to find you back."

"Although she doesn't look like me, she looks exactly like Qi Yue when she was young. I recognized her at first sight."

"That woman..." Madam Mo pursed her lips and did not continue, but it was obvious that she had something else to say.