Chapter 912 Banquet

Qiao Yanmeng was stunned.

Fang Qingyi wore a modified version of the cheongsam today, which gave her an indescribable sense of grace and elegance.

"You still said you wouldn't go. Are you embarrassed?" Qiao Yanmeng raised her eyebrows and sat down next to her sister, feeling inexplicably happy.

Fang Qingyi glanced at her disapprovingly and said, "I just went there to get a free meal."

Qiao Yanmeng: “…”? ? ?

Okay, the Zhan family can’t afford a meal for you, right?

"Mommy, Auntie actually cares about Grandpa too, she's just too embarrassed to say it out loud. Please stop teasing Auntie." At this time, the little kid sitting in the passenger seat turned around and said with a smile.

Qiao Yanmeng stretched out her hand and bumped fists with the little kid, "Baby is right!"

Fang Qingyi was speechless and choked up, and immediately felt a little regretful.

The group soon arrived at the Mohist School.

It was unprecedented that Madam Mo came out in person to greet them. She was wearing a royal blue velvet cheongsam, a round and full pearl necklace, and two spinach green top-grade Hetian jade bracelets on her hands. She looked so wealthy that no one could underestimate her.

"Come on, come in." She glanced at Qiao Yanmeng and the others with a forced smile.

She probably wanted to smile kindly, but she couldn't.

Mo Yunsheng's look today was also very exquisite, a Chanel-style suit and pearl accessories, making her look like an innocent fairy.

Behind her, the tall and handsome Mo Yuxing stood with a smile on his face to welcome the guests. From Qiao Yanmeng's perspective, she could see his gentle gaze falling on Mo Yunsheng from time to time.

Qiao Yanmeng couldn't help but frown.

These two people don't seem like the type of people who can be together. In the eyes of outsiders, they are cousins.

"Sister, you look so beautiful today, and Chenchen is so handsome too. Let's go in and have some snacks." Mo Yunsheng said with a smile, as if he had no grudges at all.

Because she had witnessed Mo Yunsheng's ruthlessness in the dark yesterday, the little girl didn't say a word. She hid between Qiao Yanmeng and Fang Qingyi, looking at each other vigilantly.

Qiao Yanmeng took her son's hand and walked inside. As soon as she entered, she saw Mo Jianye already sitting on the sofa. His leg was still in the long process of recovery.

But maybe it was because there were so many people here today and the hustle and bustle drove away his inner loneliness, making him look pretty good.

Qiao Yanmeng handed the gift to her son and asked him to give it to Mo Jianye.

The little girl jumped over with the small gift box in her hand, "Grandpa, this is a gift from Daddy and Mommy. Please accept it. I hope you get better soon so you can play with Chenchen soon."

Mo Jianye's gloomy face finally showed a hint of smile.

He touched the little boy's head and motioned him to sit on his lap.

Qiao Yanmeng tried to stop him, but Mo Jianye said that his other leg was fine and there was no need to be too cautious.

The little boy was so excited that he sat on Mo Jianye's right leg, and the latter brought him some dried mangoes for him to eat.

"Dad, how do you feel now? Are you feeling better? Do you want Dr. Fang to check your pulse?" Qiao Yanmeng glanced at Fang Qingyi, who looked relaxed and not unhappy.

Mo Jianye's eyes flashed with expectation. He looked at Fang Qingyi and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

To this day, the daughter still refuses to acknowledge him.

Fang Qingyi took the initiative to step forward: "Let me take your pulse."

After a moment, she frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Mo, you have to pay more attention to rest and stop thinking about things that you shouldn't think about. I'll prescribe some medicine for you later, and you can take it."

From feeling Mo Jian's pulse, she learned that he had trouble sleeping at night and had liver qi stagnation. He had also been feeling particularly tired during this period. In short, he felt very weak and needed to rest well.

Mo Jianye nodded bitterly.

Soon, the banquet came.

The level of Mojia’s private kitchen is very high. Although Qiao Yanmeng has only eaten there a few times, she has always been deeply impressed.

During this meal, everyone was obviously taking Mo Jianye's mood into consideration. Even old lady Mo did not say anything extreme. This could be regarded as the first good meal that Qiao Yanmeng had at the Mo family.

Halfway through the conversation, Mrs. Mo suddenly stood up and walked over to Qiao Yanmeng.

The latter was completely stunned. What was he trying to do? She had just praised the old lady in her heart, so she hoped he wouldn't find fault with her again.

"Meng Meng, grandma treated you badly before, but you never took it to heart. Grandma is very grateful. These are heirlooms that I bought at an auction abroad when my husband was still alive. There are a pair of them. I am giving them to you today as an apology for my previous behavior. I..."

As she spoke, the old lady was about to take off the bracelet.

Seeing this, Qiao Yanmeng quickly stood up and stopped her, "Old Madam, you can't do that."

To put it bluntly, the old lady has a more criminal record, so who knows what she is planning.

What's more, she not only wants to give Qiao Yanmeng, but also Fang Qingyi. Isn't this forcing the latter to recognize his ancestors?

"We appreciate your kindness, but we don't dare to accept the things." Qiao Yanmeng was telling the truth.

Madam Mo's face changed slightly in an instant. She remembered what Mo Yunsheng had said, that she must be patient, must have a better attitude, must not make any mistakes, and must make Fang Qingyi recognize her back, only then would Mo Jianye be happy and cheer up.

"Meng Meng, are you still blaming grandma? She was a bad person before, but she has changed now."