"Grandma, why are you here?" As soon as he walked into the hall, Hyun Joon-ho showed a rare smile. Whether it's true or not, but this man's smile is indeed somewhat charming.

Mo Beichen didn't want to attract attention, so he hid behind the man's tall figure and called weakly, "Grandma." ”

The old lady sat on the large sofa with a somewhat unhappy face, "Why, can't I come? Or do you not want to see me?"

After speaking, the old lady's eyes fell straight in front of the man's eyes, as if questioning.

Ada behind him immediately stood up at this time and said, "Chairman, look at you, where does the young master mean this." If he doesn't want to see you, why is he in a hurry to come back, isn't he, young master?"

"Well, Ada was right. "Didn't you look for him just now, although Hyun Junhao had a grudge in his heart, he immediately responded to Ada's words verbally.

In the end, she has been by the old lady's side for many years, and after Ada finished speaking, the old lady suddenly felt a lot brighter.

In fact, for this only grandson, why did she worry too much about him?

Let him get married this way, just to let him forget the past, collect his heart early, inherit the incense for the Xuan family, and give an account to his dead parents.

"Well, don't stand, sit down and talk!" said the old lady.

"Grandma, you and Jun-ho sit first, and I'll go change my clothes before coming down. Before the old lady could see her outfit thoroughly, Mo Beichen hurriedly asked. Then he hurried upstairs.

The old lady glanced at Mo Beichen's back as he went upstairs, thinking that the two of them were dressed up and returning late, it seemed that his grandson was not as reluctant to this marriage as before, and he couldn't help but have a sense of triumph in his heart. It's just that she didn't notice the haggard and embarrassed on Mo Beichen's face.

When I walked upstairs, I remembered that all my belongings were moved to the suburbs on the day I moved.

When I was standing at the door of my bedroom and looking out.

"Young grandma, what are you looking for?"

It's Qing's sister-in-law's voice, and now she has found a savior.

Mo Beichen hurriedly turned around, "Sister-in-law Qing, can you help me find a set of clothes that I can wear." Is there one?"

"What are you wearing?" Sister-in-law Qing thought for a moment, "Xiaoqi is about the same age as you, you should be able to wear her clothes, you wait for me to find her." ”

"Okay, okay, you can go quickly!" Mo Beichen nodded like pounding garlic, and seemed to think of something, "Sister-in-law Qing!"

"Huh?" Qing's sister-in-law, who had already taken a few steps, stopped again.

"Don't let Grandma see you when you come up later. ”

"Yes, I know the young grandmother. ”

The dignified young grandmother of the Xuan family borrowed someone's clothes to wear, and the old lady would definitely scold her when she saw it. Although Sister-in-law Qing didn't understand why Mo Beichen hadn't lived here during this period of time, and what had happened between her and the young master, she was still close to this kind hostess from the bottom of her heart.

After a while, Sister-in-law Qing brought the clothes, which were a set of white casual clothes.

"Young grandma, the clothes are here. He spoke in a suppressed voice, as if he was afraid that people would hear him.

"Well, thank you, Sister-in-law. Mo Beichen took the clothes gratefully.

Sister-in-law Qing pointed to her in the direction of the locker room, "The one on the right." ”

At the end, he added, "The young lady will go downstairs after changing her clothes! The old lady is still on an empty stomach, and she has to wait for you and the young master to come back before cooking." ”

"Oh, got it. Mo Beichen hugged his clothes and hurriedly walked to the dressing room.

By the time she got dressed and went downstairs, Mrs. Hyun, Hyun Joon-ho, and Ada were already sitting at the dining table.

The old lady sat on the main seat, and Hyun Joon-ho and Ada sat on either side of her.

Mo Beichen hesitated slightly, and sat down next to Xuan Junhao.

As she sat down, the man glanced at her coldly. The curly head that had been coiled before was put down and naturally draped over the shoulders. The makeup has been washed off, and the white face is still wet, which looks much better than the heavy makeup just now.

Was there any mistake? He thought she was good-looking?

It's just that he just learned from the conversation with his grandmother that she didn't call him, so can he not blame the past?

So, the man threw down a cold look and turned his head sideways.

Mo Beichen was used to seeing his coldness, and smiled at the old lady, "Grandma, are you hungry?"

"Well, let's eat! We'll be waiting for you. ”

The dishes with all the colors and flavors were placed on the table, and because of the appearance of Xuan Junhao at the cocktail party, Mo Beichen couldn't care about eating, and when he saw the food, he realized that he was indeed hungry.

"Eat. The old lady picked up the chopsticks.

Everyone started eating.

Halfway through the meal.

The old lady suddenly put down the chopsticks in her hand, "Junhao, no matter how busy you are tomorrow, you must make time for me." ”

What are they going to do tomorrow?

She secretly glanced at Hyun Junhao beside her, and a handsome side face suddenly became gloomy, her eyes drooped, her thin lips were closed, and she didn't say good or bad.

"What, don't you want to go?" Old Madam Xuan saw that he was silent, obviously unhappy, and her face began to sink.

The man still ignored it, and took a piece of food and put it in his mouth. Maybe it was a little salty, but I found that the tongue that had just been bitten by the woman had a bad headache, and my mood was even worse, so I put the chopsticks on the table and stopped eating.

Ada secretly glanced at Mo Beichen.

What do you mean? Do you want to persuade Hyun Joon-ho yourself?

But she didn't know what they had talked about when they went upstairs to change their clothes. Where to go, why to go, she doesn't know anything, let her persuade, how does she start?

Ada saw that Mo Beichen was indifferent, so he had to stand up by himself, "Chairman, if the young master doesn't want to go, I think it's still ......."

"Shut up!" the old lady suddenly slammed her chopsticks on the table.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, and there was silence at the dinner table.

"I don't even go to worship on the death day of my parents, and when my old woman is gone, don't you even recognize your ancestors?" Old Madam Xuan's voice was not loud, but every word seemed to hit people's hearts.

Is tomorrow the death day of his parents? How could it be the same day?

How could he be so indifferent that he didn't even go to worship on the day of his parents' death...?

"Don't worry! I will never forget my ancestors, and if you are not there one day, I will definitely go to worship you every now and then. Hyun Jun-ho's cold tone was full of mockery, and his eyes stared at Mrs. Hyun calmly, without the slightest intention of compromise.

"You ..." the old lady was angry.

The man didn't seem to see anything, "I'm done." ”

turned around and went upstairs, leaving only a tall and arrogant back.