C43 Great Grandmother

"Mine."

Old Mrs. Huo was frightened. She carefully looked at the child's face and her body trembled. "Little friend, can you tell me your name?"

An Xiaomo also felt a little nervous. The old man in front of her was her great-grandmother? It seemed that his mother had concealed a lot of things from him.

"My name is Xiao Mo, I'm four years old today." An Xiaomo replied obediently.

Little Mo? The corners of Huo Cheng's mouth curled up as he looked at his naive son in his arms. A glint flashed across his eyes.

"More than four years old?" Old Madam Huo looked at the child, feeling some regret.

It was impossible for Huo Cheng to have such a large child, but it looked very similar to what he had when he was young. He couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Little Mo, you should be called 'too grandma', right?" Huo Cheng was deeply taught by An Xiaomo. After all, now was not the time to recognize each other.

An Xiaomo obediently answered, "I understand, Uncle Huo."

Huo Cheng frowned deeply.

"Grandmother …"

Old Madam Huo looked at this exceptionally beautiful boy and felt very regretful. "Good girl. Good boy."

"Ah Shen, why is this child here alone?" She turned to An Xiaomo and asked, "Little Mo, where are your parents?"

An Xiaomo lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Old Madam Huo's heart skipped a beat. "What happened?" Did Grandmother say something? "

Huo Cheng looked at his dejected son with great sadness. After all, the child was only four or five years old. He had always lived with An Zhimo and had never enjoyed a complete family. He definitely felt bad about this.

He patted the child on the shoulder and whispered, "My parents are divorced, so …"

Old Madam Huo's heart ached. She felt very sorry for An Xiaomo.

"Alright, good child, I won't be sad anymore. If you are so sensible and cute, your father will definitely regret it. "

Huo Cheng was very unhappy. "This might not be his father's fault. What if his mother abandoned his father?"

"This is the flesh and blood of a child born in October, which mother would abandon their own flesh and blood? "It's all because those men have different intentions and dislike of the old. Only those men would divorce their wives …"

Huo Cheng was at a loss for words, so he hurriedly stopped her, "Alright, Grandma."

An Xiaomo stared innocently at Huo Cheng for a year and really didn't say anything.

Huo Cheng was still trying his best to appease the anger of his old lady. An Xiaomo, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer and slipped into the toilet by herself.

After the child had left, Huo Cheng held his grandma's shoulders and asked, "Grandma, don't you think that Xiao Mo looks like me?"

Old Madam Huo was still in the midst of angering him, so she directly said, "Forget it, Little Mo isn't even a little bit prettier than you."

Huo Cheng, "…"

"Alright, it's getting late. The Zheng Family will be heading to the hotel soon." Call Aunt Wang and tell them to wait for us. We'll go back immediately. " Old Madam Huo raised her hand to take a look and said worriedly.

"You still want to go back? Let's just go straight to the hotel. " Huo Cheng frowned deeply. He still wanted to stay with An Xiaomo for a while longer.

After all, he still liked this child and even wanted to immediately announce his origins to the public.

Old Mrs. Huo said unhappily, "This is my first time seeing Xinyang's boyfriend. Can't I put on some makeup? And you! "Go back and clean yourself up."

Huo Cheng frowned deeply.

When An Xiaomo came out of the bathroom, Old Mrs. Huo hurried over to greet her. "Xiao Mo, I have matters to attend to so I'll be leaving you to your mother first. Please leave her your phone number. If there's anything you need, you can call her."

An Xiaomo nodded.

Since he had already acknowledged Huo Cheng, there was no harm in having another one. Moreover, this great-grandmother of hers was very good to him. He really liked her …

Old Granny Huo quickly told Huo Cheng, "Hurry and get a pen. Give Little Mo my number."

"Grandmother, there's no need to go through all this trouble. I have his phone number, I'll tell you later. Go outside and wait for me. I'll send Xiao Mo back to find you. "

With that, she took the child into her arms. An Xiaomo laid on Huo Cheng's shoulder and obediently waved at Old Madam Huo. "Goodbye!"

Old Madam Huo looked at the departing figures and unconsciously revealed a smile.

Just as the two of them left Mrs. Huo's sight, An Xiaomo shouted for them to come down. "Let go of me!"

Huo Cheng placed the child on the ground and squatted down to touch the top of his head. "What's wrong?"

An Xiaomo awkwardly turned her head away from the man and tried to avoid him. "I'll go back by myself."

Huo Cheng could only let him be. He couldn't bear to pinch Mo Wuji's cheeks as he patiently reminded him, "Xiao Mo, remember to call Uncle Wang when you return home later and have him send you home."

An Xiaomo nodded, and left without another word.

Huo Cheng remained squatting on the ground, frowning as he looked at An Xiaomo's cold back.

"..."

Yu Hua Hotel.

An Zhimo accompanied Xi Yue to the appointed room. When she pushed open the door, she saw Chen Bowen sitting alone in the middle of the room.

He was wearing a suit with a famous brand. When he saw Xi Xi, his eyes lit up with surprise as he said, "Xi Xi, you're here."

However, when he noticed An Zhi Mo behind Xi, his face turned slightly pale as he awkwardly said, "Zhi Mo is here too?"

An Zhimo didn't say anything, but simply sat at the doorway. Towards such a scum, there was no need for her to come into contact with such a person.

"Zhi Mo, can I talk to Xi by myself for a while?" Chen Bowen asked.

"What alone?" Xiaoxi sneered, "I think it's good for Zhi Mo to be here. What's between us that she doesn't know?"

Chen Bowen didn't say anything as the room fell into silence.

Seeing Chen Bowen's burning gaze, An Zhimo finally said helplessly, "Xiaoxi, I'm going to the bathroom. If you have anything to say, remember to give me a call."

Xiao Xi nodded, "Alright."

An Zhimo walked out of her room, sighing helplessly as she gazed at the empty corridor. She took out her phone, preparing to give Little Mo a call.

After all, when she went out to look for Xi, Mo hadn't come home yet. It was almost dark, and she was worried about his safety.

Before he could get through, he saw a familiar figure walk out of the room next door.

Zhang Yu glanced behind her and hurriedly closed the door. He then quickly walked to An Zhimo's side and pulled her into the nearby corridor.

"Zhi Mo, why are you here?" With a nervous expression, Zhang Yu tightly gripped An Zhimo's wrist.

Zhang Yu had originally wanted to accompany Wang Hui to the bathroom, but who knew that he would see An Zhimo the moment he stepped out of the door? The Huo Family and Zheng Family were also present in the room.

An Zhimo struggled free a few times, but did not take out Zhang Yu's imprisonment. "What are you trying to do?"

Zhang Yu was constantly observing the surrounding movements, pulling her further away.

The door of the private room was pushed open slowly. Wang Hui walked out with a smile, but he realized that he had lost track of where he was when he had said that he would wait for Zhang Yu.

He looked around suspiciously before heading to the bathroom alone.

At the end of the hall, An Zhimo shook off her hand and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Zhang Yu then said, "Today is the banquet between the Zheng Family and the Huo Family. The two families' parents want Zheng Sichen and Huo Xinyang to settle the marriage."

An Zhimo indifferently replied, "So? What does it have to do with me? "

Zhang Yu stared fixedly at An Zhimo, thinking that she still could not let him go. "The weekend has already passed. You failed before, but now you're separated by An Xiaomo, so you won't be able to enter their home. "So you should listen to your mother obediently and forget about the sage. Your mother will introduce you to a few good families."

"Is there anything else?" An Zhimo asked coldly, "Can I go now?"

"Zhi Mo." Zhang Yu nervously grabbed her hand.