Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

He opened the window, and a gust of wind caught the woman’s voice. “Well, Uncle Ou called the wrong person. There is no Mrs. Mo here.”

—-

Ji Nuan sat in the front hall and chatted with Uncle Ou. Then she suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Peilin pass by the back door and made eye contact with her. Mo Peilin obviously didn’t expect to see her in the Mo family again several years later. She glanced at her, her face darkened, and she turned to leave.

“Why is aunt here?”

Ji Nuan remembered Grandfather Mo told her that he had driven away all the distant relatives who wanted to take advantage of the Mo family in anger. In this case, among those people, Aunt Mo Peilin was probably the first to be driven away. But why did she see her in the Mo family now?

Uncle Ou shook his head and sighed. “You don’t know, she took her daughter Mo Jiaxue to the Mo family and sought refuge some time ago. Master has been old and is not as healthy as in previous years. He doesn’t have a daughter and needs someone to take care of him. Alas, two years ago, Mo Jiaxue married a banker’s son and thought she would live a well-to-do life ever since, but it turned out that that man was a dandy and had a lot of mistresses, and she ended up divorcing. Jiaxue has followed the same path as her mother, divorcing shortly after her marriage. Fortunately, she was not pregnant and wouldn’t be as miserable as her mother, who brought up her child alone and lived a single life for more than 20 years.”

“Now the mother and daughter have no one to depend on. Mo Jiaxue has aged and can’t find a decent man to rely on. Jiaxue is only twenty-seven years old, but it’s not easy for a divorced woman to find a satisfactory husband. They don’t want to make do, so it’s not easy for them to find shelter. Master saw them having nowhere to go and sympathized with them. For old time’s sake, he didn’t drive them away and let them stay.”

Ji Nuan nodded. “Grandfather Mo hasn’t had a daughter. It’s good to have a niece to take care of him.”

Uncle Ou smiled. “Master is old but is still so softhearted. Mo Peilin and Mo Jiaxue seem to be well-behaved living here these years, so I just let them live here.”

Well-behaved?

Ji Nuan recalled how vicious Mo Peilin’s stare was when she just saw her as if Ji Nuan was a big enemy who was going to occupy her own land.

The people of the Mo family know that Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen had divorced. She just came back to visit Grandfather Mo. Why was Mo Peilin so hostile to her? Well-behaved? She didn’t think so.

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Two hours later, it was 5:30 p.m. and was dinner time, so the kitchen was preparing dinner.

Grandfather Mo had woken up. Hearing that Ji Nuan had come to the Mo family, he got up in excitement. He was afraid that he smelled too strong of medicine, so he especially changed his clothes before going to the front room.

The door of the front hall was opened by Uncle Ou, and the handsome and cold man pushed Grandfather Mo in the wheelchair. The man pushing the wheelchair was noble and indifferent, and his deep, dark eyes were like two bottomless pools of water.

“Nuan Nuan, is Nuan Nuan here?”

Ji Nuan immediately stood up when she heard Grandfather Mo’s voice. Deliberately avoiding the man’s gaze, she looked at Grandfather Mo. When she saw the latter sitting in a wheelchair, her nose twitched, and she almost burst into tears but, soon, she cracked a smile. “Grandfather Mo.”

Grandfather Mo didn’t mind that she called him Grandfather Mo instead of Grandpa but just looked at her all smiles. He was in an automatic wheelchair with buttons. After being pushed into the front hall by Mo Jingshen, he could move on his own. He pressed the button and approached Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan hurried up to hold the handle of the wheelchair lest the wheelchair would bump into the chairs or the table. She leaned over and whispered to Grandfather Mo, “Grandfather Mo, I’m here. No rush. Here are all the sandalwood tables and chairs you like. They are very tough, and it hurts bumping into them. Please be careful.”

With that, she carefully pushed the wheelchair to a place where there wasn’t so much furniture. Grandfather Mo, who was obviously in a good mood, took her hand in excitement and patted it, sighing. “You darn girl, why did you leave without even telling me? It has been three years. Do you really think I can still live long? What if I can’t see you for the last time before I die?”

He said ‘leave’ instead of ‘divorce’ as if Ji Nuan had never really left this home.

Grandfather Mo was always so considerate.

Ji Nuan smiled gently. “Grandfather Mo, centenarians are common nowadays. You can live for another thirty years, let alone three years.”

“Haha, you are really honey-lipped. I will be a monster if I live for another thirty years.” Grandfather Mo snorted like a child.

Ji Nuan laughed, letting Grandfather Mo hold her hand. She leaned over and whispered patiently, “Uncle Ou said you fainted the other day because of high blood pressure. Luckily, it’s only high blood pressure, not a serious illness. Remember to drink less, eat less greasy, high-calorie food, and eat more light dishes.”

“Do you think I had high blood pressure just because I drank and ate a lot of delicious food?” Grandfather Mo snorted again and held her hand tightly. “I had high blood pressure because I knew you didn’t come to see me although you had come back to China. I was too angry!”

Ji Nuan looked guilty.

Grandfather Mo rolled his eyes at her and snorted. “You and Jingshen used to love each other so much, and no one could separate you, but you didn’t even tell me when you divorced. I was waiting so long downstairs from your office, but you refused to see me. Do you know how sad I was?”

Ji Nuan lowered her eyes. “Grandfather Mo…”

Seeing Ji Nuan not feel like mentioning what happened three years ago, Grandfather Mo let go of her hand and sighed. “Forget it. You refused to see me because you didn’t dare to see me, did you? I vented my anger on Jingshen and hit him. Now you’ve finally come back safe and sound. Let’s forget the past.”

Hearing his words, Ji Nuan couldn’t help looking up at Mo Jingshen, who was talking to Uncle Ou in front of the door. His handsome, chiseled face softened because of Ji Nuan’s gaze, but he obviously wasn’t going to explain Grandfather Mo’s words.