C5 My Great-grandson What about Him

Tian Xiaolu limped out of the women's clothing store in her high heels.

She had wanted to insist on wearing her clothes and shoes, but when her eyes met Mo Linghan's cold and impatient gaze, she shook her head and thought, It's not like I'm spending your money. Why do I feel bad for you?

She opened the car door and sat inside.

Mo Linghan did not know which expression she had on her face, but he actually pursed his lips and smiled.

The car started again and Mo Linghan's expression clearly became much better. Tian Xiaolu stole a few glances at him and her nervous heart relaxed a little.

"Don't talk nonsense when you get home. Watch my eyes!" Mo Linghan instructed.

Tian Xiaolu regained her confidence. "Don't worry, Mr. Mo. I will make sure that my performance is worthy of your efforts!"

Tian Xiaolu's original intention was to give up this outfit. After all, there were tens of thousands of dollars. She could not let others go to waste. However, Mo Linghan seemed to have misunderstood her. He asked, "How much can you earn by doing this?"

This involved professional privacy, so Tian Xiaolu could not directly say it out loud. She pretended to be dumb and said, "What money can I earn? I am just making a living!"

Mo Linghan obviously did not want to avoid this question, so he asked again, "How much did Jinyan give you?"

Tian Xiaolu cast a sidelong glance at him. Who was this? Did he not know manners? How could he keep asking about people's income?

"Ten thousand, I think. Recently, there have been a lot of business. I can't remember clearly!" Tian Xiaolu said vaguely.

Mo Linghan smiled. "You really gave me a lot!"

Tian Xiaolu did not hear the sarcasm in Mo Linghan's words and was a little flustered. "I swear that I definitely did not ask for a random price. The main reason is that your business is more difficult to get. It's within the three-star difficulty category. Think about it. How big of a risk is it to mess up the wedding? If I don't do it well, I might get beaten up... "

"This... is a lot of business?" Three stars?

"En... there was a similar one last year, this year you are the first one. I almost went to the hospital last year, and I already knew about it. Who would have thought that a brother would suddenly appear at the bride's house? Oh my god, my mother... That man was as strong as a bear, and said that I messed up his sister's wedding. He wants to tear me apart..."

Night fell, and the horizon was covered in the sunset glow. The sun's peripheral vision covered this city with a layer of fragmented golden light.

Tian Xiaolu fully displayed her eloquence and told him about the important events that happened since she started working as a "professional ex-girlfriend." Although Mo Linghan's expression was different, it was interesting to hear it.

He had to admit that there were some things that he was out of his mind.

For example, if he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have known that there was a "professional ex-girlfriend" job in the world.

He turned his head to look at Tian Xiaolu, who was chattering non-stop. She was almost twenty years old. Her skin was very white, her face was round, and her pair of black eyes kept moving around. She had the appearance of a smart girl.

"Didn't your parents give you money to use?"

He had just picked up Tian Xiaolu's neighborhood. Although it was not considered high-end, the environment was not bad.

At her age, she should be in school. Why would she come out to make a living?

Tian Xiaolu smiled awkwardly. Just now, her bright and moving eyes were suddenly filled with something called melancholy.

"Parents, hehe, I don't even know who they are. How can they give me money?"

"How can I not know my parents..."

Mo Linghan noticed that Tian Xiaolu wanted to say something but stopped herself. He stopped the topic in time.

It was very quiet in the car. He seemed to be able to hear her shallow breathing.

Tian Xiaolu opened the car window and leaned on it. She did not care about the hairstyle that the staff had just made for her. She fluttered in the wind.

Mo Linghan moved his lips and wanted to say something but did not say it out loud.

The street view outside the window gradually became sparse. Tian Xiaolu saw rows of beautiful villas and asked, "Are we almost there?"

Before she could reply, she heard a squeaking sound. The tires rubbed against the ground and made an ear-piercing sound. She was shocked.

Mo Linghan urgently braked and hurriedly went down. He saw an old lady squatting in front of his car.

This old lady was his grandmother.

"Grandma, why didn't you stay at home? Why did you come out?"

After entering the villa district, it was fortunate that his car was not too fast. If it was as fast as the car on the road in the city, he would definitely bump into his own old lady.

"Is my great-grandson here?"

The old lady stood up and walked over with quick steps. The ancestral green ring on her finger was particularly eye-catching.

She leaned on the car window and looked inside.

Tian Xiaolu was shocked by the old face that suddenly appeared. My mother, why did a head suddenly appear?

Seeing Mo Linghan waving at her from outside the car, she got out of the car in fear.

Eh, this old lady looks familiar.

Isn't she the one who got lost at the banquet?

"This is my grandma. Say hello!" Mo Linghan walked over and said.

Tian Xiaolu cleared her throat and immediately entered her role. "Hello, grandma!"

Grandma, on the other hand, burst into tears.

"Where's my great-grandson? Why is my great-grandson gone?"

Tian Xiaolu looked at Mo Linghan suspiciously. Mo Linghan patted his forehead. He was really confused. Why did he forget about this?

"Grandma, your great-grandson is in her womb. He is still too young. He can't be seen!" Mo Linghan used his ability to make up stories and made up stories. He hoped that he could fool her.

Obviously, his ability was not at its peak. Grandma did not fall for his trick at all. She cried and begged for her great-grandson, and in the end, she sat on the ground and vented her anger.

Mo Linghan held his forehead and paced back and forth with a worried look on his face.

Tian Xiaolu remembered that there were two pillowcases in the backseat of the car. She was quick-witted and got back into the car. She stuffed one of the pillowcases into her skirt and propped up her "stomach" before coming down.

"Grandma, look. Isn't your great-grandson in my belly?"

Grandma looked and immediately stopped crying. She supported Mo Linghan and stood up.

She came to Tian Xiaolu's side and carefully touched her round belly. The tears in her eyes had not dried yet. She clapped and laughed. " Hahaha, my great-grandson, my great-grandson..."

Mo Linghan coughed lightly. "Now we can go home, right?"

Grandma held Tian Xiaolu's hand and patted it." Go home, my good grandson and grandma are going home! "

Tian Xiaolu turned around and looked at Mo Linghan. Mo Linghan pointed at his temples, indicating that his grandma was not in good spirits.

Tian Xiaolu nodded and smiled in relief. She held her grandma's hand and said, "Grandma, you can't cry like you did just now. Otherwise, I won't show you my little grandson!"

"I won't cry or make a fuss. I want to see my good grandchild!"

When Tian Xiaolu first saw Mo Linghan, she had estimated Mo Linghan's value in her heart. If he could drive a Mercedes-Benz, he would at least be a millionaire, right?

But when she entered Mo Linghan's house, she was stunned. Oh my god, how could this be worth millions of yuan to live in a house? It was at least a hundred million yuan. Not to mention other things, the Eight Horse Portrait on the wall was worth thirty million yuan.

The reason why she "knew" so well was because of Liang Hao's extensive knowledge.

Liang Hao was a cultural relic fan and had taught her a lot of knowledge in this area.

Tian Xiaolu looked around the living room and gave Mo Linghan a thumbs up. "Awesome!"

Mo Linghan changed into a set of casual clothing. The gentle color made him look a few years younger.

"What?" He asked.

Tian Xiaolu shook her head and walked over to poke him. "Mr. Mo, you are so rich. Can you tell me some of my secrets? Not much, just earn a million and eight hundred thousand!"

Mo Linghan smiled. "You want to do business?"

"I want to earn money!"

Mo Linghan thought for a while and said half-truthfully, "Why do you have to work so hard? Just marry a rich man!"

Tian Xiaolu rolled her eyes at him. It seemed that she thought he was a cultured and meaningful person. She did not expect him to be so vulgar.

"Do women have to rely on men to become rich? We have hands and feet. Why can't we rely on men for self-sufficiency?"

Mo Linghan nodded. "Then I wish you can take on a few more jobs from rich people in the future and become rich overnight!"

He did not know what he said was wrong, but Tian Xiaolu rolled her eyes again.

"Good grandchild, come and eat!" Grandma greeted him at the restaurant.

"Coming!"

Tian Xiaolu had long smelled the meat fragrance and was so hungry that she wanted to run over. Just as she was about to run over, Mo Linghan grabbed her arm and reminded her softly, "You are now a pregnant woman!"

"Oh, right, I am a pregnant woman now!"

Tian Xiaolu straightened her belly and glanced at Mo Linghan. "I have already said that I am a pregnant woman, why don't you support me a little?"

Mo Linghan was speechless."

Tian Xiaolu had a good appetite. She usually ate better than most girls in school.

Today, the meal that Mo served her was comparable to the full meal of Han Man. It even drew out the gluttony in her stomach.

She would eat whatever she caught and eat. She would praise whatever she ate.

"Wow, this is delicious... I want some more too..."

Mo Linghan, who was sitting across from her, did not eat a single bite. He just watched Tian Xiaolu eat.

He felt that it was novel and interesting. How could there be such a girl? When she came to a stranger's house, she was not afraid at all. After knowing that he was the president of a big company, she did not fawn over him and got familiar with everyone.

She was so good at eating. A meal was as much as a day's worth of other people's food.