One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

The latest generation of heirs of the Mo family was born, and Mrs. Cha had just held a funeral. Mo Jingchen and Nan Xiang had originally planned to hold a low-key and simple full-moon banquet, but unexpectedly, the old man got excited and wanted to hold a grand banquet. He personally supervised the event and invited many guests.

Nan Xiang looked at the long list of guest names, then looked at Mo Jingchen, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Didn't we say we should be low-key? With a list that looks like the Riverside Scene from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, we have to go to the largest and most luxurious hotel in the city."

She seriously suspected that the old man had invited all his acquaintances to come. Was he trying to announce to the world the good news that he finally had a great-grandson?

Mo Jingchen held his son in his arms, sat next to Nan Xiang, and said with a smile, "It's rare that grandpa has this kind of interest, let him do it." Before their son was born, the old man was still sick and looked half dead. Now he is full of energy, as if he was a dozen years younger, and he didn't have the heart to spoil his fun.

Nan Xiang leaned on his shoulder, smiled helplessly and said, "The reporters outside can use this as an excuse to talk nonsense again."

Although no one said anything in front of her, she would use her mobile phone to surf the Internet. A while ago, I saw many media outlets criticizing her and secretly cursing her on the Internet, saying that she poisoned Mrs. Tea to death and drove Xiaoyun crazy.

It would be a lie to say that she didn't mind. She hadn't done anything wrong, but people regarded her as a vicious woman who would do anything to get to the top. She felt uncomfortable when she saw these malicious rumors.

"Wife, don't worry. We have contacted the public relations company of the Huo Group. They have suppressed the public opinion outside, and no one will talk nonsense anymore. I will cooperate with them this time to do a good job of public relations." With the help of the Huo Group's public relations company, the direction of public opinion will be different.

Nan Xiang was originally very worried, but when she heard him say that, she nodded and said, "Well, since the old man is so excited, we can't spoil his fun. But I'm worried that Qiao Bosi will feel unbalanced."

The old man had promised Qiao Bosi that he would hold a full-month banquet for little Zi Xin, but Mo Jinghui passed away suddenly and the full-month banquet was cancelled. Someone like her would never understand and would only resent the old man for being unfair, favoring boys over girls, and favoring little Junjun who was born a step later than little Zi Xin.

She was worried that this would sow the seeds of disaster.

Mo Jingchen understood her worries and comforted her, "Wife, don't worry so much. When the enemy comes, we will fight back. When the water comes, we will block it with earth. The bridge will be straightened out when it reaches the end. If Qiao Bosi dares to touch the heir of the Mo family, she will be courting death." By then, even if he doesn't lose his temper, the old man will no longer tolerate her.

Nan Xiang turned her head to look at him. Seeing that he was not worried at all, she felt relieved and said with a smile, "Okay, let's have a happy time and hold a full moon banquet for our son. I will also invite friends I know to attend..."

Nan Xiang looked at the list given by the old man, and when she saw Huo Zhennan's name, she raised her eyebrows and said, "The old man even invited Huo Zhennan. I was planning to invite Xiaoqian, but it seems I have to give up."

Huo Zhennan believes that Xiaoqian is an unlucky person who caused Huo Zhenxi to become a vegetable, and he refuses to let her set foot in the Huo family again.

She is quite pitiful. Her husband was arrested and put in jail, and she was pregnant and helpless. Fortunately, she had the help of her husband's relatives, so her life was not so hard. I hope Bai Haoyu can be released when she gives birth, otherwise it would be miserable for her to give birth alone.

"It's not impossible for you to invite her if you want to. When the time comes, just separate her and Huo Zhennan." The old man invited big shots in the city, so naturally they were not on the same level as others.

Nan Xiang immediately showed a happy smile on her face and said, "Okay, then I'll add Xiaoqian's name, and I'll tell the servants not to let them bump into each other." She invited Xiaoqian to come because she wanted to get together with her friends, not to let them have a fight here.

"There will be people from the public relations company on site at that time, and they will know what to do." If a company can't handle such a small matter, it would be unworthy of being called the ace company in the public relations industry.

Nan Xiang looked down at her sleeping son, her face filled with a gentle smile: "Our son is so handsome, his eyebrows are like yours, it's rare to see someone so young with such black eyebrows, his nose is also very straight, and his mouth is also beautiful..."

She felt like she had become obsessed with her son. No matter where she looked at the child, she thought he was good-looking. The more she looked, the more she liked him, and the more satisfied she became.

Mo Jingchen said with a smile: "You are praising your son like this, aren't you afraid that people will say you are bragging about yourself?"

Nan Xiang chuckled and said proudly, "My son is so handsome, why are you afraid of what others say? He will definitely look like you when he grows up, a handsome man with boundless charm."

Xiao Li came in with the confinement meal prepared by the confinement nanny. Seeing the sweet and harmonious scene of the three of them, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Young Madam is right. I also think that when the young master grows up, he will definitely become a handsome man who will fascinate thousands of girls."

He is so handsome at such a young age. What will he be like when he grows up? He has inherited the advantages of his parents and will definitely surpass them.

After hearing what Xiaoli said, Nan Xiang was even more delighted. The smile on her face never disappeared, and she even forgot what raindrops were.

Everyone was happy here, but Qiao Bosi was gloomy over there. Ever since Nan Xiang gave birth to a son, Qiao Bosi became extremely irritable, scolding and hitting people at every turn. The maids and nannies serving here were trembling with fear, fearing that they would be scolded and beaten if they did something wrong by accident.

The old man knew that he was a little biased, and he was also afraid that Qiao Bosi would have wild thoughts. Before holding the full moon banquet, he personally went to her residence to do some ideological work on her.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard Qiao Bosi cursing and couldn't help but frowning.

As soon as Xiao Wei saw the old man coming, she quickly ran into the house and said to Qiao Bosi who was cursing, “Second Young Master Madam, the old man is here.”

Qiao Bosi was scolding the nanny. When he heard her words, his face suddenly changed. He immediately scolded the nanny who was scolded by him and burst into tears: "Get out of here, don't let the old man see you like this."

The nanny turned around quickly and walked quickly inside, not daring to speak out even though she felt wronged.

Qiao Bosi stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, then walked out quickly. Sure enough, he saw the old man coming, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Grandpa, why are you here? Do you want to see Zi Xin? If you want to see her, tell someone to tell me, and I'll bring her to you."

The old man walked into the hall with a cane and said, "I came here today to give Zi Xin a gift."

"A gift?" Qiao Bosi then realized that the bodyguard following him was holding a very exquisite brocade box in his hand.

The old man walked in, his legs a little tired, and sat on the sofa. He looked at Qiao Bosi, with a guilty look on his face, and said, "Bosi, when Zi Xin was born, I promised you that I would hold a full moon banquet for her. Later, because of Jinghui's matter, I gave up. I feel very guilty."

Seeing the guilty look on the old man's face, Qiao Bosi suppressed his unhappiness and said with a forced smile: "Grandpa, Jinghui passed away suddenly, I can understand. As a daughter, how can you hold a full moon banquet when your father just passed away? Zi Xin will understand when she grows up, and she won't blame you."

How could they blame him for not holding a full-month party for Zi Xin? They would only blame him for being double-standard and biased. Madam Cha passed away, so why would he hold a full-month party for Nan Xiangsheng's little bastard?

"This gift is my compensation to Zi Xin. Bai Si, please accept it." The old man asked the bodyguard to hand the brocade box to Qiao Bai Si.

Qiao Bosi reached out and took the brocade box: "Thank you, Grandpa."

The old man hummed and said, "Qi Jun's full moon banquet will be held in the hotel. Zi Xin is still young, so it's not appropriate for her to be taken out. You can stay at home to take care of the child and don't have to attend."

The expression on Qiao Bosi's face was stunned: "Grandpa, I am Qi Jun's second aunt. How can I not go to his full moon banquet? If I don't go, others will say that I, as a second aunt, am impolite and inconsiderate. Zi Xin has a nanny at home to take care of her, so it's absolutely no problem for me to go."

The old man frowned and said, "Bessi, the mouth is on other people's body. We can't control what they say. I'm just worried that you will feel uncomfortable." What he was more worried about was that she would cause trouble at the full moon banquet. He would be relieved if she didn't go.

Qiao Bosi clenched his fists, then smiled and said, "Grandpa, how could you think so badly of me? Qi Jun is the new generation heir of our Mo family. It's unreasonable for him not to hold a full moon banquet. As his second aunt, I can't wait to be happy for him. How can I not be happy?"

The old man looked at her with suspicion: "Beth, are you really not feeling uncomfortable?" Seeing that she still had a smile on her face, was he overthinking it? Did Beth really not mind?

"Grandpa, you can rest assured. I am also very happy that the Mo family has a male heir who can inherit the family business. My Zi Xin is a girl, and I am so happy that I can't express it in words to have a cousin of the same age to take care of her." Qiao Bosi said seriously.

The old man was happy now, and said with a smile: "Bosi, I feel relieved that you think so." He was worried that Qiao Bosi would feel unbalanced, jealous that Nan Xiang gave birth to a son, and jealous that Qi Jun had a full-month banquet while her daughter did not.

Qiao Bosi sat beside him, held his arm, and said softly, "Grandpa, Zi Xin and I don't ask for anything, but we hope that you will be healthy and live a long life."

The old man's heart softened all of a sudden, and he said with a smile: "You are such a sweet-talker, always trying to make me happy." His two grandsons, Mo Jingchen and Mo Jinghui, would not try to make him happy in this way. It was always Qiao Bosi who made him happy, and that was why he tolerated her mistakes again and again.

Jinghui is gone, and he really hopes that nothing will happen at home again. Everyone is fine, and the family is complete and reunited. That is what he really wants.

Qiao Bosi's mouth was as sweet as honey as she coaxed him: "As long as Grandpa is happy, Zi Xin and I will be happy." In the Mo family, only Grandpa Mo was willing to protect her, so she naturally clung to his thighs and hoped that he would live a long life.

The old man laughed heartily. Xiao Wei took out the little Zi Xin who had just woken up and brought her to him. She smiled and said, "Old man, the little lady woke up from her sleep when she knew you were here to see her. Usually she would cry when she wakes up, but now she is quiet and even has a smile on her face."

"Hold her quickly." The old man immediately reached out and took the child in his arms. He looked down at the quiet little Zi Xin and said happily, "Zi Xin is so well behaved. I haven't seen her for a few days. She seems to have grown up a little bit and has become more beautiful."

Xiao Wei said, "The little lady looks like her mother. Her skin is fair and rosy, and her eyes are big and bright. I have never seen such a beautiful little girl." As she spoke, she looked at Qiao Bosi from time to time. Seeing the smile on her face, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that she would say something wrong and make her angry.

Little Zi Xin also seemed to have grown up. Her great-grandfather held her in his arms. She didn't cry or make a fuss. Her little mouth was slightly raised, as if she was laughing. This made the old man very happy.

The old man held little Zi Xin in his arms for a long time, until she was hungry and started to make a fuss, then he reluctantly handed the child to the nanny.

"Bei Si, this child and I get along well. You must take good care of her. After all, she is Jinghui's child, and she will not lack the things she deserves." The old man warned earnestly.

Hearing his hint, Qiao Bosi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suppressed his happiness and said, "Grandpa, Zi Xin is my child. I treat her as my life. I will definitely take good care of her."

The old man said solemnly: "You must remember that the deeper the opportunity, the greater the disaster; the greater the generosity, the greater the blessing."

Qiao Bosi’s face was startled, then he nodded: “Yes, Grandpa, I remember it.”

"Okay, I'm tired too. I'm going to go back and rest. If you really want to go to the full moon banquet, that's fine. Remember what I said." After the old man said this, he stood up and left.

Qiao Bosi saw him to the door and watched his departing back. The smile on his face slowly faded. He clenched his fist and said coldly, "What's that? You slap me in the face and then give me a sweet date?" He was afraid that she would cause trouble, so he came here specially to give her a little favor. He was very thoughtful.

As soon as the old man left, Qiao Bosi's expression changed immediately. Xiao Wei couldn't help but tremble a little. Holding the brocade box sent by the old man, she trembled slightly and said, "Second Young Master Madam, this is the gift brought by the old man. Do you want to open it and take a look?"

Qiao Bosi's face darkened, and he said angrily, "It's just a little favor to suppress me. What's so worth seeing? Take it away from me. I don't want to see it again."

The more the old man did this, the more he valued the son born by that bitch. If that bitch hadn't appeared, she would have been the one marrying Mo Jingchen, and would have given birth to a son. She was really unwilling to accept this. It was that bitch Nan Xiang who had taken away everything from her, and she would definitely take it back with interest.

Seeing that she was angry, Xiaowei quickly went in with the brocade box.