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"Grandfather, I want to leave." It was unknown whether Mo Ziran was dead or alive, but she really did not want to continue wasting time here.

"The most important thing in brewing tea is patience …" The old man acted as if he did not hear anything, an unfathomable emotion accumulated in his eyes.

Zhao Xi was stunned, how did Mo Ziran come to this?

On the carriage, Mo Ziran had once asked her why she followed him. Only now did Zhao Xi understand that what she wanted to ask was, if she was no longer followed by Mohist Consortium, would she still be willing to follow him!

"Grandfather, you know so much. You must know how Brother Ziran is doing right?" Zhao Xi knelt in front of the old man, his face still weak and pale, "Grandfather, I beg you, tell me where Brother Ziran is, I beg you!"

"I don't know where the second brother of the Mo family is, just stay here."

The water on the stove boiled for a bit before the old man lifted the kettle. In the next moment, he poured all the tea onto the ground, "It's impossible to collect after covering the water! "Little girl, it's hard to find a way to deal with this water!"

Zhao Xi saw that the water was poured onto the ground and had started to splash. She suddenly got up and rushed out of the garden, the old man did not even blink his eyes as he watched coldly as Zhao Xi was captured by the bodyguard.

"Let me out! Grandpa! Why did you do that! " Zhao Xi struggled, but the strength of her bodyguard was not something she could contend against. Zhao Xi did not understand why the old man would not let her go even if he had saved her.

"Do you know the Aunt Tao?" The old man stood up, slowly walked to Zhao Xi's front, and asked with an indifferent tone.

Zhao Xi stopped struggling. The uncontrollable panic in her heart, Xiao Bai's bloodied body appeared in front of her eyes, and Zhao Xi's face became deathly pale. "What happened to Aunt Tao?"

She could not suppress the trembling in her heart, and her eyes flashed with fear.

"She died because of you." The old man said the words that caused Zhao Xi to collapse in the coldest voice, without a trace of pity.

Zhao Xi's fear had fallen into reality and was given a fatal blow to her heart!

An uncontrollable pain ripped at his heart. Zhao Xi resisted: "I won't! "No!"

"Regardless of whether you believe it or not, it is a fact. The Aunt Tao that you know is dead, killed by a spear." The old man looked at her and said, "Little girl, if you continue to persevere, many people will die because of you. The Mo family's second brother and I have a good relationship, I can't watch you harm him."

Zhao Xi's heart ached so much that she could barely stand. Would she really kill Mo Ziran?

"If you are willing to leave him, I will send you to a safe place. At that time, he will be able to survive." The old man's eyes flashed with an unknown light, his every word striking on Zhao Xi's heart.

Was it because of this that the old tutor had trapped her here?

Zhao Xi gritted her teeth and silently sobbed. The gem ring shone with a brilliant light, and her teary, hoarse voice sounded out in extreme pain.

The despairing eyes of Mo Ziran, who was standing in front of the ancient fortress, surfaced clearly in front of his eyes. The heart that was originally in so much pain that it was numb once again felt like it was being torn apart, causing her to tremble.

The Aunt Tao was no longer here, Little White was dead, and Mo Ziran had fallen in front of the ancient fortress.

Why was she the only one who was still alive and well!

"I promise!"

The old man stared at her for a while, then motioned for his bodyguard to let her go. "Then follow this old man."

Having lost the power that bound him, Zhao Xi's body softened and he sat on the ground: "Grandfather, did Aunt Tao really die because of me?"

The Old Master extended his hand to help Zhao Xi up, "This question is no longer important. If you call me grandpa a few times, I won't really harm you.

Not allowed?

Zhao Xi repeated these words again in shock. Was Mo Ziran unable to decide for himself whether he was dead or alive?!

"It's better for both of them to live than to die together!" The tone of the old man's voice had a hint of vicissitudes to it, as the expression in his eyes wavered. After which, he quickly covered it up, "Do you understand?"

"As long as I'm not with Brother Ziran, will he be alright?" There was hope in Zhao Xi's eyes, she was so terrified that she needed someone to give her a guarantee that Mo Ziran would be safe and sound.

Zhao Xi's face was clean and fair, there were still some traces of tears on it, and the old man couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in her eyes. He helped Zhao Xi to wipe the dust on his body, "You will all be fine now."

Ever since that day, Zhao Xi never left while making noise again. She quietly accompanied the old man by his side, obediently making tea and playing chess with him, as if she had really forgotten about Mo Ziran.

"Why are you regretting your move again?!" The old man glared at Zhao Xi in dissatisfaction and extended his hand to snatch her chess piece, "The chess piece is so bad! Which one of the people I've taught is like you?! "

"..." Zhao Xi was also rather unsatisfied, "Grandfather, you have already played chess your entire life! Can't you see who wins or loses?! So what if you want me to? "

"You still have reason?" The old man's face darkened and he was about to start preaching. However, Zhao Xi had quickly messed up the chess pieces and destroyed the victory the old man was about to obtain.

She proudly raised her brows. "I won't regret my game!"

"…" The old man was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to hit her. In all his years of life, he had never seen one before!

Zhao Xi nimbly dodged it, and anxiously begged: "Grandfather, I was wrong, don't be angry! Let's have another round! "

"You'll regret it even if we play a few more rounds!" The old man yelled at her in annoyance. He had been looking at her for real all this time, this girl wasn't as obedient as she looked on the surface!

Zhao Xi was a few meters away from the old man, her eyes flashed with dissatisfaction: "I said that I wouldn't play chess, but Grandfather, you insisted on dragging me along. You're not willing to since I've repented, so why aren't you playing chess with me? It's also good to skip chess! "

The old man had never even heard of it before, "A girl doesn't even know how to play chess!"

"…" She had never seen a girl who knew chess!

"Play chess!" Otherwise, I won't play with you anymore! "

Zhao Xi turned her head and was about to leave, but the wrinkles on the old man's face became even deeper: "Come back! You want to ride on my head now?! "

"How would I dare?" Zhao Xi stood where he was without leaving, "Grandfather is still a grandfather after all, no matter how much I cause trouble, I still know the principle of respecting one's elders and cherishing their children!"

"…"

The villa was no longer as quiet as it used to be. The quarrels between the old and the young could usually last for an entire day. The old servant couldn't help but be startled when he saw this scene.

"Grandfather, you train so early every day. Your body must be very strong and healthy."

In the morning, as the morning sun shone onto the garden, Zhao Xi accompanied the old man for a walk.

had not woken up early to exercise in the past twenty odd years, but after his body had recovered, he was ordered by the old man to wake up early.

Mo Ziran's work and rest were also very regular, but he was always soft-hearted when facing Zhao Xi.

"No matter how strong your body is, it will still be angered to death by you."

Zhao Xi wasn't as obedient as she was at the start, and the old man's expression didn't change at all when facing her.

"…" What happened to her?

"Grandfather, I can make a pot of tea by myself. I've already tasted it. It tastes pretty good." Zhao Xi's eyes lit up like that of a child taking credit for their work. She walked backwards next to the old man and smiled at him happily.

The old man raised an eyebrow and made an expression of disbelief, "So long as you taste it, it counts?"

"Why not?" Zhao Xi extended her hand out to compare it with his, then proudly shook her head, "A famous teacher produces great disciples."

"I think he taught his disciple how to starve to death!"

"… …." "Of course not!"

The fragrance of the tea wafted under Zhao Xi's fingers. Zhao Xi confidently poured a cup of tea and passed it to the old man: "Grandfather, taste it.

The old man's hands stiffened slightly as he received the teacup. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. He took a sip of tea and was slightly startled.

It wasn't the taste he liked, but it was better than any of the tea he'd ever had before.

He put down his teacup and said with a stiff expression, "It's far from enough."

Zhao Xi lifted her teacup and took a sip, "I feel much better now."

She then looked doubtfully at the old man, "Aren't you pouring this pot of tea today?"

Wasn't he always evaluating the moment when he poured out the tea so that she could reboil it?

The old man himself drank another cup of tea and said, "I'll save water!"

"…"

Zhao Xi opened her eyes wide, she could not believe that these words came from the old man's mouth.

However, what she knew was that this old man did not just boil ten pots of tea water every day!

The old tutor coughed twice and poured himself another cup of tea. "I accidentally choked."

"…"

Time passed day by day, and Zhao Xi's performance caused everyone, including the old Gramps, to think that she could continue to live happily ever after.

Until one day, when Mo Ziran, who had not been seen for half a year, appeared on the television screen once again.

He wore a well-cut and exquisite formal attire to attend the summit of Mohist Consortium. The black suit made him look even more gloomy and his eyes shone with an unfathomable light.

Mo Ziran sat down on the main seat, his eyes were sharp and cold, and the person who appeared with him was someone Zhao Xi was extremely familiar with, An Ziqi.

Zhao Xi stared at the person on the screen without blinking, a glimmer flashed past her eyes, and her heart was beating extremely quickly, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

"Mo Ziran will be staying in the Mohist Consortium again. He will marry his fiancee next month."

The report quickly typed out a series of headlines. Zhao Xi stared at Mo Ziran's face again and again, repeating the contents of the headlines.

She clutched her chest with one hand, gripped the remote control, and crouched down.

Mo Ziran's face became blurry in her eyes, leaving only the Amber Ripple Sleeve buckle on his wrist faintly glowing with light.

He was still carrying the cuff links she had given him, but he was holding another woman by the hand.

The pain in his chest felt as though it was being torn apart.