Outside the yard, old lady Yu, who spent a day with Liu, was finally tired.

Holding Liu Liu, he went back to the living room.

First, she was given a towel to wipe Xiaoliu's face, and then she poured a glass of water for xiaonuomi Tuan. When Mo Chengxian's wheelchair slowly stepped into the living room, she was already sitting on the chair with Xiaoliu in her arms.

Opening up is a very direct sentence.

"I heard that the leader of Mohist family refused to marry his granddaughter to the rest of our family. He said that the colder it was, the worse it would be. Otherwise, he would beat the mandarin duck with a stick. Is that right?"

Mo Chengxian: "..."

They held it for a day, until they thought that old lady Yu had forgotten it. They were hesitant to remind her to talk.

All of a sudden, she said, without warning.

And it's too direct.

The direct Mo Chengxian almost didn't mention it in one breath, and couldn't catch up at all.

As soon as I came up, I thought about Yu family's only child. Old lady Yu, not to mention himself, felt that his condition was a little too much.

Originally, if Mrs. Yu asked gently, he would surely follow the steps to hint that the Yu family could give him a grandson or granddaughter. But she asked so clearly, he couldn't say!

After all, Mo Chengxian is the head of the Mohist family and a person of majestic life.

It's just a matter of a few seconds that I didn't react. I soon calmed down and spoke rationally.

"Xin'er is my only granddaughter. I have great hopes for his son-in-law. I hope that I can find someone who is good to her in the future and inherit my Mohist family business."

He didn't aim at Yu Yuehan.

But anyone who wants to marry his granddaughter can only get into trouble.

Mo Chengxian clears his throat. He is going to say that if yu Yuehan can't get into trouble, it's OK to give it to a granddaughter. Old lady Yu has already started.

"As long as it gets colder and more cumbersome, you agree that Xiaomu will be my granddaughter-in-law?"

Mo Chengxian: "..."

Mo Chengxian: "yes."

"No regrets?" Old lady Yu asked again.

In a few words, Mo Chengxian is confused.

What does she mean?

Is it difficult? Can she really promise to let Yu Yuehan go to the Mohist school? How could it be! He made it clear that the Yu family is a single biography of several generations. In addition to the fact that Yu's father got into a romantic debt outside, there was another illegitimate son

but it was also a fight that could not be supported. It was impossible to inherit the Yu family at all.

How could Mrs. Yu give up her own grandson and let an illegitimate son inherit the family.

She must be testing him on purpose.

Deliberately make a look that dislikes Yu colder. If you want to make him believe it, and then you can't see Yu colder, you won't rob her grandson.

What a wise plan to retreat!

In that case, he'll take care of it!

"You're joking. No one in the mall has heard of the name of" cold little ". Yu is younger and promising. He has a good talent. It's hard to say that he is really good to Xin'er. He is willing to protect his life. Even my old man is moved. If he is willing to enter my Mohist family, I will promise the marriage without saying anything. Tomorrow, I will let someone prepare the wedding for them! I'm afraid you won't give up... "

Mo Chengxian Dun, old Mou smiled to see old lady Yu.

"Give up! What can I do for you? As long as you can see the ice pimples in my house, I will give you him today as the master mother of the rest of my family! " Mrs. Yu didn't hesitate to make a decision.

Mo Chengxian: "???"

Is he getting old and having trouble with his ears?