The black Rolls-Royce stops in front of a mountain garden full of majesty and history, and the wrought-iron gate is bright gold throughout, glittering in the sun.

The bodyguards on both sides of the door stood solemnly and said in unison: "Welcome the young master home." ”

Looking at the dozens of bodyguards standing with guns, Tang Qingyu was shocked to the point that his body straightened, and he approached the man next to him with an unnatural expression to seek a sense of security.

It's too big, isn't it?

Sensing her discomfort, Qin Mo took her into his arms: "This will also be your home in the future, you have to get used to it." ”

Tang Qingyu was not comforted at all, but became even more uneasy, as soon as he entered the door, wouldn't it be even more terrifying to face next.

She's got to hold on!

The car continues to move forward, passing by the magnificent dragon-shaped fountain square, and the eyes are verdant.

Dense bamboos stand in two rows along the asphalt road, and the green bamboo leaves gradually close at the top, passing through it, breathing in the fresh air, as if the body and mind have been washed.

Passing through the bamboo forest, a harmonious combination of Chinese and Western villas comes into view, all built on the mountain.

The main villa is the most majestic and magnificent, belonging to the heads of the family for generations, and it is also the end of their trip.

The two walked hand in hand, slowly walking along the road paved with cyan glazed stones.

Tang Qingyu was apprehensive, shocked and at a loss.

I never thought that she would become a family with her idol, and her brother would be envious to death, right? She's the idol's granddaughter-in-law!

She pursed her lower lip to ease her nervousness, and asked in a soft voice, "Does the old lady live alone?" ”

As far as she knew, Qin Mo was the only son in the family, his parents died early, and he was raised by Mrs. Qin, Qin Mo was the only heir of the Qin family's direct bloodline.

Under normal circumstances, unless the children of the collateral family worship their ancestors every year, they are not eligible to enter the ancestral house during the rest of the time, but the times are different, and the Qin family is only one old and one young, and the situation is not the same.

That's why she asked.

Approaching the door of the villa, Qin Mo lowered his voice and explained: "In the past few years, I have rarely come back abroad, and the city will occasionally come to stay with my grandmother for a few days. ”

At the end, he added: "We can come back and live if you want." ”

In other words, the children of the collateral line still do not live in the ancestral house.

Before Tang Qingyu could answer, the middle-aged housekeeper stepped forward with a humble and polite smile: "The old lady has been waiting for a long time, the young master and the young lady, please come with me." ”

There was a hint of excitement in his sharp eyes, and when those eyes fell on Tang Qingyu, they were faintly wet.

Qin Mo nodded slightly at the housekeeper and pulled Tang Qingyu into the villa.

Tang Qingyu didn't have any extra eyes to observe the scene in the villa, because her eyes were full of old men standing in the living room.

A weathered but still charming face with charity softened the sharpness of her body, and people couldn't help but feel close.

She was wearing an ancient purple cheongsam, with a noble and elegant temperament, which deeply fascinated Tang Qingyu's heart.

"So beautiful......" Tang Qingyu's eyes sparkled: "My idol is charming and handsome!" I like it so much. ”

Qin Mo was pinched by her, and tilted his head slightly and asked: "Idol? ”

"Yes!" I was excited, I kept quiet on the surface, and always maintained a decent smile, she was like a filament: "I knew that I was also wearing purple, hey, do you say that the old lady likes me to dress up?" ”

Qin Mo suddenly had a bad premonition, thinking back to the effort she had put in to dress up before going out, and the excitement she had had been excited about mentioning her grandmother last night.

frowned and hesitated to ask: "The one you said pleasing to yourself this morning is my grandmother?" ”