Ji Muhan raised her eyes with a slightly cool gaze, her tone indifferent, "Then why are you still sitting here?"
Mo Qing lowered her voice and said to him in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "But I'm just so unrepentant! You know that no matter if it's good or bad, no matter what others think, as long as I can be with you, it's all sweet to me."
The affection in her eyes was undisguised, just like it had been from the very beginning—ardent and undisguised!
It was no exaggeration for him to be moved, especially when he looked into her pure eyes. He could see the love in her eyes at a glance, without any pretense or other emotion.
Ji Muhan suddenly asked, "Is it in such a hurry?"
Mo Qing was taken aback. "Huh?"
He thought for a moment, then frowned slightly, as if troubled by the problem. "But you're still quite young."
"Hmm." Mo Qing looked confused, thinking, "Does dating have to have so many rules?"
A hint of helplessness, which he himself didn't even notice, flashed in his eyes as he softly advised her, "I don't care, but you're still young, so wait a little longer."
She's not even eighteen yet. She does like me now, but girls these days are fickle. Even if she's not like that, she's still so young. What if we're incompatible, or she regrets it later? It's too early to settle down like this…
If things repeat what happened to his parents...
He wasn't worried about himself, but he was afraid that the girl was being blinded by these feelings and might regret it later...
Mo Qing immediately developed three black lines on her forehead, “…”
What does her age have to do with this? Does the country have a rule that you have to be 18 to date?
He even patted her head, a rare occurrence for him, his eyes gentle.
She coaxed him gently, "I can't run away, and you don't need to be in such a hurry. Take your time, and wait until you're a little older."
He belongs to her, and everything belongs to her. Eventually, everything will be hers, so there's no need to rush!
"oh."
Mo Qing was naturally captivated by his rare tenderness, completely unaware that Ji Muhan mistook her confession for a marriage proposal, and even less aware that her "proposal" had been rejected without her knowledge.
Meanwhile, Old Master Qin simply ignored everything he heard, acting like a background figure, neither hearing nor seeing anything.
Then the two of them sat together, and he finally understood. Most of the time, it was the girl who took the initiative. He could always see Mo Qing leaning close to Ji Muhan's ear from time to time, whispering something to her.
Then the girl smiled brightly and sweetly at her grandson, a smile so sweet it touched the heart.
Watching from the side, Old Master Qin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. There's always someone who can subdue another. In the end, the girl is really something. He's watched his grandson grow up. Ever since his mother and father had their accident, he's always been a loner and doesn't like to talk.
The last time he came back, I sat with him for an afternoon, but he didn't say as much as he does today. In fact, he was the one who did most of the talking, while Ji Muhan would occasionally utter a word or two, like squeezing toothpaste.
About ten minutes later, when most of the guests had arrived, Qin Yangjin and the others no longer needed to greet them and took their seats.
The tables, which were previously somewhat empty, were immediately filled with people.
Mo Qing was also somewhat surprised, looking at the middle-aged man sitting opposite her with a blank expression. He wore a black suit that made him look much younger than his age. He was mature, steady, and had an outstanding temperament that made people yearn for him.
She opened her mouth slightly and murmured, "Teacher?"
Qin Yangcheng didn't know what to say, so he could only passively respond with an "Mm".
Logically and morally, he should have let Mo Qing sit at the head table, but according to the normal arrangement, even if she was his student, she shouldn't sit with his direct subordinates.
However, since he came in with his nephew Ji Muhan, his status is different.
This is really... I don't know what to do!
Normally he might have exchanged a few words with her, but now... talking about homework seems inappropriate for the occasion!
Ask her about her relationship with Ji Muhan?
What if I scare the girl?
Ji Muhan silently raised an eyebrow, naturally sensing her uncle's embarrassment. A thought struck her, and she asked in a low voice without showing any emotion, "Do you know him?"
Mo Qing smiled, her dimples appearing and disappearing at the corners of her mouth, looking very cute. "Yes, Professor Qin is my teacher."
This is truly... a matter of fate.
Ji Muhan smiled very slightly and introduced her to them, "Mo Qing."
Those three simple words immediately made their expressions intriguing.
Then he whispered in Mo Qing's ear, "Your teacher is my maternal uncle."
Mo Qing was startled and stared blankly at Qin Yangjin, feeling a strange tension in her heart.
So, what is this?
Grandpa, uncle, cousin... are they all here?
Does this count as her meeting the parents?
"This is my aunt." Ji Muhan could guess what Mo Qing was thinking from her blank stare, but she still calmly turned her gaze back to Qin Yangcheng and introduced him to Mo Qing, "Uncle."
"Over there are my maternal grandfather, my cousin, and my cousin's wife."
Mo Qing has always been very clever. Even though her heart was in turmoil, she was still able to keep her composure on the surface.
She called out in an exceptionally sweet voice, "Uncle, Aunt."
Qin Yangjin's lips twitched, but he managed to keep his composure and nodded slightly. However, he was actually looking forward to facepalming. What was going on?
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