Chapter 1451

However.

No.

this night.

The lights in Bo's house were still dim.

Qin Mo took a box of pastries that had expired and put the things aside.

The young blonde butler stood beside him.

Because I have been looking for someone, I didn't even take the newspaper in the mailbox.

The atmosphere in Anjia has never been so low.

My young master has not eaten for two days.

The young blond butler couldn't wait any longer, so he called Chairman An.

After Chairman An heard the news, he put down the work at hand and planned to rush here.

But there is a large meeting at hand that really can't be postponed.

So five days later.

Chairman An just flew over.

During this period, he had a video with his grandson.

I also understand that if he doesn't fly over, I'm afraid something will happen.

Qin Mo still looks like that, nothing can be seen from the surface.

Rather than saying that he couldn't see anything, it would be better to say that there was one thing he refused to admit.

It is obvious that he has already noticed a certain situation, but he refuses to admit it.

Little kids are pretty much like that.

Looking forward to catching some hope.

Mr. An used to think that his grandson would not be like this.

But when he saw the grandson in front of him, he realized.

In front of the person he likes, he is no different from an ordinary child.

Five days passed.

All the special New Year's goods that Qin Mo brought back for a certain little tiger could no longer be eaten.

He still remembers when he was about to return home.

The little tiger huddled himself into a ball, lay on his suitcase, with big tiger eyes, and asked if he could check her back with him.

At that time, why not fight for it more.

When Qin Mo asked himself, his lips turned pale.

After Mr. An saw his grandson, he let the kitchen cook first, then he sighed and said, "I will try to contact your Uncle Bo."

Grandpa's return did give Qin Mo some hope.

He has been waiting for this day.

When Mr. An called, there was no connection there, so he had to pay someone to investigate, but nothing was found.

The only result was that, at some point, the villa next to him put the account on him.

When he knew this, old man an probably understood what was going on.

The Bo family left.

Something must have happened.

Even Mr. An, who had a long-term friendship with Mr. Bo, did not have the address of the castle.

So he couldn't find the Bo family.

How to explain it to my grandson is a problem.

Mr. An never thought it would end like this.

Since my grandson met Jiu, a lot has changed.

Probably too much has changed.

So much so that when he didn't read a book, but picked up the gamepad to play games.

Mr. An even paused for a moment.

Because the grandson turned his back to him, the little figure sat on the ground and put down the game controller in his hand.

The voice is still weak.

"Grandpa, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't be so proud."

"Clearly knowing that she can only play with her small keyboard, play games, write programs, and don't know a little bit about the world, I'm still waiting for her to apologize to me."

"Grandpa, tell Uncle Bo that I know I was wrong, and you tell him to return the little tiger. This time, I will take good care of her. Even if she wants to play with little William next door, I won't care She's dead, at worst I'll break Little William's leg."

"Grandpa, I was wrong."