Following

The old lady got up early and was tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The morning after the rain is a little humid, but it is more peaceful and harmonious.

The dust was washed away, everything was fresh, and even the leaves of the sycamore tree were almost green and transparent.

The flowers that had just bloomed in the yard looked more energetic after a night of wind and rain.

Steward Li came to report, "Old lady, the young master came back last night." ”

The old lady raised her eyebrows slightly, and cut off a flower branch casually.

"Came back in the rain?"

"Yes." Steward Li bowed his head.

Because it was early in the morning when Xiao Mohan came back last night, he didn't alarm the old lady.

The old lady listened to Steward Li's report, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she continued to prune and straighten the branches and leaves in her hand.

"Go, call him to me."

"Yes." Steward Li responded and left.

After a while, he came to the door of Xiao Mohan's room.

But after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered inside.

Did you go out early in the morning?

Steward Li was about to turn around and go to the small study to have a look, but the door next door opened.

Xiao Mohan walked out of Qiao Munan's room with messy hair.

"Uncle Li, are you looking for me?"

Steward Li was stunned for a moment, "Yes, the old lady asked you to go over to see her." ”

"Got it, I'll go change my clothes and go over right away."

After speaking, he calmly pushed open the door of his room, and then closed it gently.

Steward Li stared at Xiao Mohan's closed door, still not relieving.

How could this young master come out of the young lady's room early in the morning?

Not to mention the messy hair, even the clothes are crumpled.

The main thing is the shirt he wears, which seems to be the same one he wore when he came back last night.

Could it be ...... Did the young master sleep in the young lady's room last night?

This, this is too ......

The word beast crossed inexplicably in his heart.

This Miss Nannan is still so young.

But Qiao Munan's appearance of a boy dressed up on weekdays suddenly appeared in his mind, and he shivered inexplicably.

Could it be that the young master of his family has really been psychologically distorted to such a point because of that incident when he was a child?

"Uncle Li, are you still in trouble?"

Just when he thought he had discovered something amazing, Xiao Mohan had already changed his clothes and came out.

At this time, Xiao Mohan was dressed in simple home clothes, and his hair had been combed.

Although it looks very casual, it still exudes a sense of nobility everywhere.

Steward Li coughed lightly: "No, it's okay." ”

This kind of free-spirited expansion really doesn't look like a mental illness.

"Let's go, then." Xiao Mohan passed him and took the lead towards the downstairs.

In the courtyard, the old lady was still pruning the branches.

"Grandma." Xiao Mohan shouted.

"Well, you're back?" The old lady handed the scissors to Steward Li and sat down on a chair in the shade.

"The company's affairs have been handled smoothly?"

"Everything is fine." Xiao Mohan also sat next to the old lady.

"I heard you came back last night in the rain? Why is it so urgent? ”

"I didn't want to stay in a hotel, so I came back."

At this time, Wen Qian was rushing over from outside, and this was what he heard.

I complained silently in my heart, you came back because you didn't want to stay in a hotel?

It rained so hard last night, and in order to rush back, he sent to blow up the airline.

Is this the reason why?

He was complaining in his heart, but he didn't expect that the old lady's words almost made him seriously injured and vomited blood.

"Wen Qian, you came just in time, you have followed Mo Han since you were a child, why don't you persuade me?"

"I don't want to stay in a hotel, so I come back in the rain so willfully?"

"What if something happens?"

"I think you're getting more and more unfulfilled now."

Wen Qian was scolded by the old lady, and he was aggrieved in his heart.

Where is his dissatisfaction, but the temper of his young master, he is afraid that he will not die too miserably.