Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

On the first day of the Spring Festival, the streets that used to be full of cars and horses became deserted and depressed.

After Mo Jingchen and Lan Xi separated, they drove alone on the road at a very slow speed, and they met no one along the way.He gave Lan Xi the bracelet, only the box is still with him.

After a moment of silence, he drove the car towards the suburbs.

The Qingshan cemetery is located in a remote place, and the air is getting damper and colder.

Mo Jingchen parked his car in the parking lot, and when he went up the hill along the steps, he met several couples coming down the hill.

During the Spring Festival, some people also come to worship their ancestors, which is considered a custom, but it is not surprising.

Mo Jingchen walked up to the tombstone in the middle of row No. 14 and stopped. It was his mother's tombstone.

This position was still chosen by Mr. Mo, and all the funeral arrangements back then were arranged by Mr. Mo. Looking at the old photos on the tombstone, Mo Jingchen's face was as calm as water.

The love and hate of the past are worthless in front of this old photo.

He put the box in front of the tombstone, which was also a peace of mind for her.

He hasn't been here for so many years. When Mo Linwei gave him this thing, the first thing he thought of was to come here to have a look.

Time has changed and many things have changed, but the only thing that cannot change is the person under this tombstone.

Mo Jingchen didn't stay for too long, he stayed for more than ten minutes and then left.

When he returned to the villa, Zhuo Han was bored watching TV.

Seeing him, Zhuo Han suddenly became interested, "Shall we invite Lanxi and the others to come out to play?"

Mo Jingchen glanced at him, "They are not allowed to go out on the first day of Chinese New Year today."

"what?"

"It's the custom."

Zhuo Han scratched his hair, "There is such an outrageous custom."

Seeing his impatience, Mo Jingchen narrowed his eyes slowly, "I don't let you go on the first day of the new year. Lan Xi is right, your stomach is really small."

"Tch, I want to ask her to come out to play, not to make her a coolie."

"Play?" Mo Jingchen immediately said pointedly: "When did Master Zhuo Han change his temper and started to play with the maid?"

Zhuo Han: "..."

He pursed his lips and did not speak, Mo Jingchen went on to say in a leisurely manner: "I just came back from Mayor Su's house, he probably didn't know about his precious daughter being used as a maid, if he knew, it would be none of your fault Good fruit to eat."

"Tch, what can he do to me?"

"Well, I can't do anything to you, the most I can do is... Treat you as an unscrupulous hooligan, and then seek justice for his daughter."

rogue?

Is he one of those people who have no taste?Hooligans are not as handsome and elegant as him.

But then again.

He was very disdainful, "Never mind him, I don't need to establish a good image in his heart, it doesn't matter what he thinks of me."

Mo Jingchen pursed his lips and smiled mysteriously, "I hope that in the near future, you will still think the same as you do now."

"..."

Lan Xi stayed at her uncle's house until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, she proposed to return to Ancheng.

Although her uncle's house is very good, it can't be the reason for her to stay in his house. After all, this place is not her home.This place is only suitable for short-term reunion, not for permanent residence.

He Wen was reluctant to let her go, but Lan Xi insisted on leaving. She knew that she couldn't keep her if she stayed, so she brought some things for her to take back, so she didn't want to keep her anymore.

However, Lan Xi was just about to contact Mo Jingchen and tell him her itinerary.

She received an emergency call from Mi Qiao.

"Boss, this time, you have to come to Kyoto."

Lan Xi looked calm, "What happened?"

"Remember the new products that the company plans to launch this spring at the end of the year?"

"Well, the model number is M13."

Mi Qiao's tone was anxious, "The design originally belonged to us, our product, was stolen by another company, and it was promoted into the market in advance. The product design is exactly the same as our design, and the model is D17."

Lan Xi frowned, "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, our partners are also asking us to terminate the contract one after another."

Mi Qiao's phone call came unexpectedly.

He said: "Last night, the company's executives had a meeting all night, and they all thought that you still need to come forward to solve this matter. This is your design. When you know that we are about to launch it in the spring, it is obviously deliberate. Against you."

M13 is indeed Lanxi's unique design. In Kyoto, the K Group she founded, all M series products are designed by her and completed on the market.

Everyone in the industry knows that every time she launches a model, it must be the best-selling model of the year.

Now that M13 has been stolen, it's a bit like being targeted, someone is deliberately damaging her reputation.

Mi Qiao is right, it seems that she really needs to go back to Kyoto.

After leaving for too long, many people started to bully her, she was really unafraid.

"Help me book a ticket. You prepare over there. I'll go to the company as soon as I get off the plane." Lan Xi said to Mi Qiao.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

After hanging up the phone, Lan Xi sat in the car and suddenly thought of Mo Jingchen.

She didn't know how long it would take to go to the capital this time, and whether she wanted to say hello to Mo Jingchen.

Before she could make a decision, Wei Han came over and asked her, "Miss Lan Xi wants to go back to Kyoto?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll be with you."

Although Wei Han was still as cold as ever, Lan Xi could hear the faint excitement between his words.

Lan Xi smiled faintly, "Okay, let's go together!"

It's better to contact Mo Jingchen after arriving in the capital, maybe he also has his own affairs to deal with.

So, the two went directly to the airport.

……

After Lan Xi left, Su Menglai also had to resume work.

It just so happened that there was a performance today, at the New Year's Charity Gala held at the Sports Center in Enyang City, where she performed a piano solo.

I don't know where Zhuo Han got the news, but he appeared in the sports center rashly.

And also accurately found her location, appearing in the backstage where she was preparing.

"Hi, little maid, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me very much?"

Seeing his smiling face, Su Menglai really wanted to splash it with the water glass in his hand.

Looking at him angrily, "You were born in the underworld, right? You really linger."

"Where is the underworld?" Zhuo Han was puzzled.

Su Menglai smiled and told him, "I just can't be a human, I'm a ghost."

Zhuo Han: "..."

Not only was he not angry, but his smile was even brighter. He touched his chin and said with a smile, "Then I'm also the most handsome ghost."

Su Menglai was speechless.

She really couldn't keep up with this person's brain circuit at all, even if he hurt him, it was regarded as a compliment, and it really was because his brain was abnormal.