After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Bai Qingshu didn't stay with him in the hospital for too long.

After confirming that Mr. Mo was out of danger, he hurriedly left the hospital and rushed to the nursing home.

In the huge ward, only Mr. Mo and Butler Bai who were guarding him were left.

The old man was leaning on the bedside, fiddling with his cell phone while listening to Butler Bai reading to him the news about Mo Beixiao's racing on the Internet.

When he heard that the man was finally stopped from the highway by Jiang Yi'an, the old man sighed and put down the phone in his hand: "Old Bai, what do you think about this matter?"

Butler Bai paused for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "It's hard for me to say."

Mr. Mo rolled his eyes at him: "You have been with me for so many years, and you have watched these two children, Nan Ze and Bei Xiao, grow up. What is there to say?"

After hearing what the old man said, Butler Bai smiled sheepishly and said in a low voice: "I think..."

"The second young master does treat Miss Jiang a little differently."

"Look."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and pulled out the live photos of the West Outer Ring Road in the morning on the news: "When the second young master was racing in the West Outer Ring Road, Miss Qin was watching over him."

"In the last photo, Miss Qin, like Miss Jiang, got into the car with Mr. Lu with a loudspeaker and chased the second young master, trying to stop him."

"But we have also seen the result. Miss Qin's obstruction has no effect on the second young master."

"On the other hand, it was Miss Jiang. Not long after she arrived at the West Outer Ring Road, she was able to shout with a loudspeaker and ask the second young master to stop..."

"This already explains the problem, right?"

"In the second young master's heart, Miss Jiang's position is more important than Miss Qin, who has been with him for five years."

Mr. Mo frowned, took the mobile phone handed over by Butler Bai, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, the old man sighed, closed his eyes and leaned on the bed: "What should I do?"

"I don't know if An An likes Bei Xiao or not, but she insists on saying that she likes Nan Ze and wants to be with Nan Ze."

"Beixiao kid likes An An in his heart, but he is still entangled with this woman Qin Hanshuang..."

Mr. Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed his sore temples: "It seems that I shouldn't have gotten involved in the juniors' affairs in the first place."

"If I hadn't forced Bei Xiao to get the marriage certificate for Nan Ze and An An, wouldn't the situation be like this now?"

Seeing his sad face, Butler Bai paused and comforted softly: "Old man, it's not your fault."

"If the second young master and Miss Jiang are destined to be entangled, they will still have the possibility of development even without the marriage you arranged."

"Besides... you had a good intention in wanting them to be together."

"Who would have thought that the second young master and Miss Qin would get back together after they broke up?"

"Who would have thought that Miss Jiang planned to marry the eldest young master from the beginning?"

Even though Butler Bai tried his best to help Mr. Mo feel at ease, there was still a heavy cloud of sadness on the old man's forehead that would not go away.

I don't know how long it took, but the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

The person who entered was Mo Beixiao.

The man's face was cold, but after seeing Mr. Mo, he still forced a smile: "Grandpa."

The old man snorted coldly and turned away: "You still know that I am your grandfather?"

Mo Beixiao's face looked a little ugly.

But he still curled his lips and smiled: "Are you still angry with me?"

He walked over in a good-tempered manner, sat where Butler Bai was sitting before, picked up the apple and fruit knife on the bedside, and while peeling the apple for the old man, apologized softly: "What happened in the morning was my fault."

"I apologize."

After speaking, he cut a small piece of apple, pierced it with a toothpick and handed it to Mr. Mo: "A favor, please forgive me grandson?"

Mo Beixiao was cold and cold by nature, and rarely pleased others so much.

Seeing his appearance, Mr. Mo felt inexplicably complicated.

He sighed, took the apple handed over by Mo Beixiao and put it in his mouth: "I thought about it carefully later. I was also wrong about what happened this morning."

"Over the years, you have always thought that I care more about your brother than you. Maybe I didn't do enough and you misunderstood."

The old man looked at Mo Beixiao with a deep look in his eyes: "In Grandpa's heart, you and your brother have no priority."

"The reason why I think more about your brother is because I think you are very powerful and promising now. Not only can you take good care of yourself, but you can also take good care of Xiaozhou and handle everything after grandpa's death."

"After your brother's accident, everything you did, you never let grandpa worry about the family affairs. Even your brother's medical treatment and the construction of a nursing home in the suburbs were all done by you."

As he spoke, he sighed deeply: "Grandpa only thought that your brother's life was too miserable. He wanted to give him the best, but he ignored you."

The old man stretched out his hand and gently touched Mo Beixiao's hand, then subconsciously wanted to take it back.

But after a moment, he still seemed to make up his mind, and directly stretched out his hand to hold the man's big and sharp-jointed hand: "Maybe it's because you are usually too strong, and my grandfather can only look up to you for your ability."

"That's why grandpa feels that you don't need grandpa to worry about anything for you."

The old man's words made the cold light in Mo Beixiao's eyes gradually fade.

He paused for a moment, then held the old man's hand with his backhand, and said with a bit of hoarseness in his voice: "I'm not losing my temper because you care more about my brother."

"My brother has worked hard in his life, and I know it better than anyone else."

"I will never be jealous because of my brother, I just..."

The man sighed, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out.

Mr. Mo looked at him deeply and slowly spoke for him: "You just don't want to see An An and your brother together, right?"

The old man's slender eyes looked at Mo Beixiao critically: "Beixiao, please tell grandpa carefully, are you... pretending to be with An An and falling in love with An An?"

In the corridor of the hospital, Qin Hanshuang was just about to push the door open when he heard the searching voice of the old man inside the door.

Her hand on the doorknob suddenly stopped, and my heart sank suddenly.

Mo Beixiao's feelings for Jiang Yi'an...

Did even this old immortal see it?

There was silence in the ward for a long time.

After a while, Mo Beixiao's low and somewhat muffled voice sounded from inside the door: "Grandpa..."

"What are my feelings for Jiang Yi'an..."

"I do not know either."