Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

The corners of Mo Jingchen's lips moved slightly, showing a hint of sarcasm.

His voice was as cold as ice, without any warmth, "Is there anything else?"

His cold attitude made Mo Linwei sigh, knowing that what he said would be useless, so he directly explained his intention.

"That's it, I discussed it with your grandfather. Since you have come back and your identity has been disclosed to the public, and your grandfather and I are both old, the family affairs should be handed over to you. Take over."

Mo Jingchen's expression didn't fluctuate, "Not interested."

The rejection was straightforward.

Mo Linwei really couldn't figure it out, "You child, this is the foundation of the Mo family for decades, the dream of many people, and you actually say such words."

Mo Jingchen raised his eyes coldly, "You don't need to lecture me."

"You..." Mo Linwei opened his mouth to refute, but was stopped by Mr. Mo.

"Jingchen, I think you really need to think carefully about this matter." Seeing that Mo Linwei was uncertain, Mr. Mo said, "Your father and I still value you the most."

There was a shrewd light in the old man's eyes all the time.

Mo Jingchen saw it, and half closed his eyes, "His son, not me."

The weight of this sentence is a bit heavy, and it hurts.

Mo Linwei immediately defended, "I only recognize you."

"Hehe." Mo Jingchen smiled sarcastically, "I said, don't put on an image of a loving father in front of me, you really don't deserve it."

"Jing Chen!"

"Shut up." Mo Linwei wanted to explain, but Mo Jingchen stood up and looked at them coldly, "In the future, don't come to me for these insignificant things."

Looking at the back of him leaving heartlessly, Mr. Mo suddenly covered his chest with a painful expression, "Wait a minute, cough cough cough!"

As soon as he said a word, he coughed hard, and even trembled all over his body.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Mo Linwei patted the old man's back lightly, and asked worriedly: "Don't get excited, you must not be too excited..."

Hearing the sound of coughing, Mo Jingchen stopped and turned his head abruptly.

Mr. Mo's face was ugly, and he soon showed a sick appearance. He couldn't sit still, and his body fell to the ground.

Mo Jingchen, who was watching, frowned, his handsome face congealed.

"Hurry up, go to the hospital." Mo Linwei got up with Mr. Mo behind his back, and said to Mo Jingchen, "Get the car ready, we must go to the hospital immediately."

Mo Jingchen pursed his lips and walked quickly to the parking lot of the teahouse.

……

Lan Xi had been busy in the laboratory for two days before she came out and glanced at her phone. The past two days have been quite quiet, and Mo Jingchen only called her twice and sent her a few WeChat messages.

Lan Xi went back to the hotel to take a shower and called Mo Jingchen.

"Hey, I was about to call you too."

Lan Xi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "Really? What's the matter with you?"

"how about you?"

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

The corner of Lan Xi's mouth twitched, "Young Master Mo, this is really childish."

"Okay!" Mo Jingchen was on the other end of the phone, his voice low, "If you're not busy, come to the ramen restaurant you ate at last time."

Hearing this, Lan Xi asked softly, "You want to treat me to dinner?"

"Ah."

"Okay! I'll go there right away."

Lan Xi changed her clothes, went to the garage and drove her car.

Arrived 15 minutes later, there were still not many customers in the ramen restaurant, and it was still deserted.

The shopkeeper's mother-in-law was still very busy, but she didn't see Mo Jingchen.

"Little girl, are you here to find Xiaojing?"

Xiaojing?Mo Jingchen?

It turns out that his name can be so Q.

"Yes, isn't he here?"

"Yes, he's been here all day." The mother-in-law smiled and said kindly: "He worked very hard today and helped me a lot."

Lan Xi: "..."

She suspected that she had made a mistake, this Xiaojing didn't refer to Mo Jingchen, right? How could Mo Jingchen come to the ramen restaurant to help?

"Um, sorry, I may have made a mistake..."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Jingchen's voice came from the door.

Lan Xi looked back and saw that he was coming in with two cups of milk tea, one for her mother-in-law and one for Lan Xi.

"Lychee flavor, is it okay?"

Lan Xi took it over, "Thank you."

"Xiaojing." The mother-in-law said, "Why are you wasting your money buying this for me? I'm an old man, and I can't drink such high-sugar drinks."

Mo Jingchen immediately explained: "This is low-sugar, very little sugar, you can drink it."

Lan Xi: "..."

It turned out that it was really Xiaojing, and it was hard to see that he was so patient with the elderly.

"That's it, thank you." The mother-in-law laughed immediately, a little cute.

This is what Lan Xi saw on her face, a very sincere smile.

Mo Jingchen asked Lan Xi to sit down, and said to her, "I invite you to eat the most delicious beef noodles today."

"What do you mean?" Lan Xi was curious, what the hell was he doing.

"I'll find out later."

He was still playing tricks, and then, Lan Xi saw him enter her mother-in-law's kitchen, put on an apron, and began to get busy in the kitchen.

Lan Xi was dumbfounded watching this scene, blinked and blinked again to confirm that she was right, Mo Jingchen was indeed cooking.

What kind of wind is this?

Young master Mo is actually cooking in person?
She couldn't help but came to the kitchen door curiously, leaned against the door, and looked at him leisurely, "What's going on?"

The mother-in-law was at the side to guide, and Mo Jingchen operated.

She said: "Xiaojing has been studying with me all day today. He said that his girlfriend likes to eat beef noodles and wants to learn how to make her the most delicious bowl of beef noodles for her."

Lan Xi: "..."

The last time they came here for dinner, she praised the beef noodles here as delicious, so he came here to learn the art?

Seeing that his movements are quite skilled and his face is serious, Lan Xi couldn't help but laugh.

"Xiaojing? Is that so?"

"..."

Xiaojing shouted, and Mo Jingchen, who was kneading the dough, almost slipped his hands.

He raised his head and looked at her, with a gentle voice, "Hey, go and sit over there and wait, it will be ready soon."

He was so serious that Lan Xi looked forward to it, "Okay!"

After Lan Xi left, her mother-in-law said to Mo Jingchen, "Is she your girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Mo Jingchen curled his lips, and a soft smile appeared on his cheeks, "Yes."

"Okay, you have good eyesight."

"is it?"

"Yeah!" The mother-in-law glanced at Lan Xi, "This little girl has a book scent between her eyebrows and eyes. Although she doesn't look quite like her, her temperament can't fool anyone. She has a good character."

Book aroma?
Mo Jingchen was noncommittal. Lan Xi's mother, Su Qing, was once known as a talented woman in Enyang City.

And it's the kind of talent that comes from the mother's womb. Lan Xi must have inherited all aspects of Su Qing.

No matter in terms of appearance or talent, he always believed that she was always the Lan Xi he knew.