The story has no originality at all, it's full of clichés, and it's just the show that keeps people watching until now.
Mr. Mo is not like those young people who like love. He values reality more.
"Has the issue of his brother with leukemia been resolved?"
"Solved."
"How did you solve it?" Old Master Mo glanced at him, and that glance made him feel cold inside.
"He made a lot of money from stock trading, which burdened the whole family and also delayed his brother's illness. In order to pursue him, I did everything I could to find him a specialist in treating leukemia."
Mo Zechuan grabbed Old Man Mo's hand and begged, "Grandpa, please help me. I really have no other choice. I know I was wrong, but no matter how hard I try, he won't turn back. And..."
"What?"
"And he's in love with Ning Su." Mo Zechuan's sighing made Old Man Mo frown. He hit the nail on the head. "No, he doesn't love him."
Mo Zechuan scratched his ears, thinking he had misheard. He asked unsurely, "Grandpa, is what you said true? He doesn't love Ning Su?"
"Right." Old Master Mo could see it. Although his grandson had foolishly charged in and had no chance of winning, his clumsy tactics still made him give in to him again and again.
If there is no emotional foundation, one will not accommodate and tolerate a person, so Mr. Mo concluded that Zhou Jinxi must have a place for his stupid grandson in his heart.
As for Ning Su, if Zhou Jinxi really loved him, she wouldn't have been so involved with Zechuan. Adding another person to a relationship would fundamentally change it.
He could see that Zhou Jinxi was not a scumbag who enjoyed the best of both worlds.
Therefore, he concluded that his grandson could still be saved.
"Listen, Grandpa will help you. But you have to remember to discuss everything with him."
Mr. Mo patted Mo Zechuan's hand and said earnestly: "Love is not only about passion, but also about being as plain as water.
If you can't be as colorful as fireworks, make every day fulfilling and wonderful.
This way your love will last, okay?"
Mo Zechuan nodded, seemingly understanding. This meant that he had listened to what Mr. Mo said, but whether he could do it or not depended entirely on himself.
"Okay, help me out."
Mo Zechuan helped Old Man Mo out, and the two people outside had just finished their conversation.
Mr. Mo smiled and asked, "Shao Heng, I'll give Xiao Zhou to you. Are you satisfied?"
"Thank you very much, old man, for the introduction. I am really satisfied." Zhou Shaoheng looked at Zhou Jinxi with enthusiasm and appreciation, which was very different from his initial state.
The Zhou family would be even more powerful if he got them. Maybe they could even become an aristocratic family in the future. No, they would definitely become an aristocratic family.
"Jinxi." Zhou Shaoheng's eyes were gentle. He took his hand, placed it in Mo Zechuan's hand, and said, "You two must be good."
"?" Xu Jing withdrew his smile and was about to pull his hand away, but Mo Zechuan grabbed it tightly. He pulled him and bowed to Mr. Mo. "Thank you, Grandpa."
Xu Jing followed him in bowing, bewildered, his mind in a mess.
I couldn't get angry in front of my elders, so I could only silently agree. Then I followed his lead and echoed a few words.
"This is what Grandpa gave you." Grandpa Mo took out a watch from his pocket, walked over with Zhou Shaoheng's help, and handed it to Xu Jing. "Grandpa, you can't accept this."
"It's not a valuable thing." Old Master Mo glanced at Mo Zechuan and said, "I gave Zechuan one when he was little, but now I don't know where he threw it."
Mo Zechuan:? ? ?
Couple watch.
Go back quickly to find it and bring it with you.
From now on, he will be a couple recognized by the elders, which is much better than Ning Su, the green tea girl.
Mo Zechuan felt very happy and didn't notice the dark cloud on the other person's face. He thanked him step by step, then found an excuse to take the person away.
Walking to a secluded place, Xu Jing coldly shook his hand away and said, "Don't touch me."
"What's wrong again? Who made you angry?" Mo Zechuan asked cautiously, and pulled the other person's hand again without caring whether the other person would accept it or not.
"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you?" Xu Jing took off his watch and threw it to him. "Take it back, I don't want it."
"It's not a valuable thing, just a token of the old man's appreciation. Just take it with you."
"Really?" Xu Jing looked at him coldly. Mo Zechuan felt defeated by his frosty gaze. He touched his nose, feeling guilty. "I..."
"I don't want to hear this." If Xu Jing had known he was being tricked, he wouldn't have come.
What does it matter now? He just took the title of Ning Su's boyfriend, and then was dragged over by Mo Zechuan to meet his parents.
One man, two families, right?
"Let's stop here." Xu Jing stood half a meter away from him. "You may have no moral bottom line, but I do."
"Xiao Zhou." Mo Zechuan sighed and tried to get closer, but unexpectedly he turned around and left.
He had no choice but to put the watch in his pocket and quickly catch up. "Listen to me, it's not as complicated as you think. I just want to take you to meet my grandfather."
Xu Jing sneered and didn't think about it.
Meeting the parents was all a gimmick. It was just a legitimate excuse to keep him by my side.
"Do you have any spare clothes?" he asked, suddenly stopping.
The ride had exhausted him physically and had broken him in a sweat. Although his clothes were now completely dry, he was still damp and uncomfortable.
"There's a spare set in the car. It's just underwear." His face suddenly turned unnaturally red, and I didn't dare to look at him.
Xu Jing was suspicious and asked, "No?"
"Yes." It means the style is relatively new and bold.
Well, he originally intended to use it on himself, but he didn't expect to use it on his "lover".
"Give it to me." Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, his expression slightly brighter. "Mo Zechuan, our relationship now is limited to family acquaintances. Don't mess with me, or I'll give you a good beating."
"Old friend?" Mo Zechuan found the handbag in the car and handed it to him. "I haven't worn it. There's a changing room and a shower. Go wash up."
"OK."
Xu Jing took his handbag and went into the shower room. He didn't notice anything unusual while taking a shower.
When he came out to change clothes, Xu Jing's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot when he saw the rags connected by two silk threads.
My clothes are already wet, so I can't just go back in neutral.
But asking him to wear this is too damn hard.
"Knock knock." Mo Zechuan knocked on the door. "Zhou Zhou, if you don't want to wear it, I'll go buy another one. Just wait a moment."
"Mr. Mo, did you do this on purpose?" There were more cracks on Xu Jing's face, which was as calm as the surface of a lake. Between wearing it and not wearing it, he chose to wear it.
"Squeak." The door opened.
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