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"The Mo family has plenty of doctors!" Mo Ziran snorted in disdain as he pointed at Zhao Xi and said angrily, "From now on, you are not allowed to say another word! "Otherwise, I will throw your Soup Dumplings out!"

"…"

"Sun Gu! How did you do it?! " This was too amazing!

Would she dare to be a little more perfunctory?!

Zhao Xi ate the Soup Dumplings one after another. She was a little surprised to find that although she clearly didn't have any appetite, she seemed to be hungry now.

"Brother Ziran, you eat too." Zhao Xi brought one of them in front of him, looked at her for a few seconds, and then ate it with a smelly face.

"Is it delicious?" Zhao Xi acted as if it was her doing.

Mo Ziran cast a sidelong glance at her.

"..." Zhao Xi hesitated and said softly, "Brother Ziran, you got someone to deliver this to us."

"…"

Mo Ziran's face darkened.

Zhao Xi took another one and gave it to Mo Ziran: "We've made up, haven't we?"

After Mo Ziran swallowed it down, he coldly snorted and said: "It's you who's making trouble for me!"

"Yes, yes, yes. It's all my fault." Zhao Xi served Mo Ziran in a good mood, "Is it better now?"

"It's not bad!"

In the classical teahouse, the fragrance of tea wafted in the air. The room was filled with a faint mist of water, and exquisite antique ceramics were placed all over the place. It seemed like they were quite valuable.

Mo Jun laid on the soft couch, while the doctor beside him carefully massaged his body and activated his blood vessels.

Zhao Xi pushed the door and walked in, quietly walking to Mo Jun's side. Before she could even speak, she heard Mo Jun's slightly aged voice: "Why are you only here now?"

"Grandfather, you know that I'm here?" Zhao Xi was surprised. Was it that obvious?

"Other than you, who else dares to sneak in?" How could he guess?!

"…" Zhao Xi pretended not to hear the description, and only squatted down while smiling, and took out something that she had always carried on her back, "Grandfather, look at this."

Mo Jun slightly opened his eyes and looked over, he was stunned, Zhao Xi's hand was holding a fan, the bone was made from the highest grade Nan Mu, and the patterns were meticulously carved onto the fan.

He took the fan and opened it. The fan was made in an exquisite manner. On the white fan was an old man tasting tea. Although his facial features were unclear, his posture was obviously the same as his own.

The surrounding environment was a quiet and elegant garden, it was a scene from the villa where he had taken Zhao Xi in.

He turned the fan over and saw a few words written on the snow-white fan: "Don't be angry". It was signed by Zhao Xi.

"Grandfather, how is it?" Zhao Xi blinked her eyes as she laid on the soft ground and looked at Mo Jun's expression, smiling while waiting for his evaluation.

"You still need to practice your writing? What nonsense are you writing?" You used a brush to write a hand of calligraphy? " The old tutor quickly found the most obvious flaw and unceremoniously criticized it.

Zhao Xi was not depressed. Instead, with a proud expression, she pointed to the words: "Actually, this was all taught to me by grandpa. Before, I used a brush to write with a pencil in one hand."

She had never held a brush before, so she knew what she was capable of. She was already very satisfied to be able to write these few words.

"You mean I taught you how to write so badly?" He had taught her so many times, but she was obviously the one who was dumb!

"No," Zhao Xi said as she lowered her head, her fingers stroking the soft couch as if she was extremely casual, "Actually, I was just hungry, so I didn't have the strength to write it nicely."

"…" Mo Jun wanted to use his fan to knock her head a few times, "I'm hungry, I don't know how to eat!"

"Yes sir!"

Zhao Xi immediately smiled.

Mo Jun closed the fan, and carefully stroked the fan bone, and immediately realised that something was wrong, he brought the fan closer to his eyes to look at it, and was shocked to find that Zhao Xi had actually carved a few words on the fan bone.

"What did you carve?" Mo Jun's eyes were not as dense as when he was young. These engravings were extremely small, so it was very difficult for him to see them clearly.

Zhao Xi took a glance in the direction of his gaze and said carelessly: "Just don't be angry."

She thought about it and only these three words were suitable for the Mo family.

Mo Jun was so angry that he started laughing, "... You have carved these words so many times, are you trying to cast a spell?! "

"No," Zhao Xi felt that she had been wronged, "I am sincere. Grandfather, don't you feel that getting angry hurts your body? In the future, your grandfather will be able to handle this fan and restrain himself from throwing a tantrum. That way, your lifespan can be extended. "

"What do I need to extend my life for? "As long as the Mo family has it, I can be at ease." It didn't matter whether he was dead or not, the important thing was that the Mo family couldn't be destroyed.

Zhao Xi was startled for a moment, "Grandfather, I feel that whether it's Mo Ziji or the Brother Ziran, both are very good."

Mo Ziji didn't understand, but Mo Ziran was known as a genius from the moment he entered the business world, the Mo family's Asia division had developed to the peak due to him, wouldn't such a person be able to support the Mo family?

Mo Jun remained silent and did not answer her. He just continued to rub the fan in his hands, a light flickering in his eyes.

Seeing that the old man had stopped talking, Zhao Xi also obediently walked over to the tea set and started to make tea.

"Little girl, I punished number two yesterday, aren't you angry?"

In the silence of the room, Mo Jun's voice was clear and distant. Zhao Xi's hands moved unnaturally as she stopped: "Grandfather, can I be angry?"

"No."

"…"

he asked.

Zhao Xi carefully took a whiff of the tea's fragrance. If it was before, she definitely would not have thought that she would have such a peaceful and patient day, "Grandfather, I feel like the days before have grown a lot longer.

In the past, she did not have a care in the world, she only wanted to think about what to do tomorrow and wait for news from Mu Anhao. Time flew by quickly, but ever since she met Mo Ziran, everything had lost its original trajectory.

Now, he had to think about what would happen in the next second everyday, and whether Mo Ziran would encounter any danger.

"Girl, if one day you discover that this world is not what you think it is, or that everything you have right now is not as beautiful as you think it is, you only need to remember what your grandpa said to you today."

Zhao Xi looked at the old man as if she didn't really understand what he meant, but she clearly knew that he wouldn't tell her.

Everyone in the Mo family liked to solve riddles, so she could only take it step by step until that day came.

The more Zhao Xi got along with the old man, the more she realized that he was a very knowledgeable person. Although she was abroad, she was also very knowledgeable on Chinese questions, and even when she was talking with the old man, Zhao Xi would benefit a lot.

However, the more she understood the old man's amiable side, the more she would remember him ruthlessly punishing Mo Ziran and the others.

It seemed that Mo Ziran was also like that. He could be very gentle and childish when facing her, but he had another cold and merciless side to him. He could grab so many people without any hesitation, or pull out a gun at his own father without batting an eye.

Is this what a Mo family man is like?

At night, the curtains were lightly blown by the evening breeze.

That was North River Bank's villa, and it was extremely eye-catching amidst the vast expanse of whiteness.

Only when Zhao Xi walked over did she feel that something was amiss. This was the Zhao Family, the Zhao Family that had not been defeated yet.

Strangely, although all the decorations were the same, Zhao Xi still recognized it easily.

In the living room, a pair of young parents was playing with a little girl. Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.

Zhao Xi, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene.

The next second, the scene suddenly changed.

Many people rushed in and forcibly moved everything in the villa. She was hiding in a small corner, but she was discovered and brought out by a very fierce man.

She was told that her family had been sealed off and that she could no longer live here.

Zhao Xi stared blankly at the little girl being expelled. She wanted to go up and do something, but she was unable to do so. No matter how quickly she increased her speed, the little girl had still quickly disappeared.

All of a sudden, the scene turned dark.

She saw a mourning hall with black-and-white photographs of her parents.

Zhao Xi's heart hurt, she suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for air.

Everything in her dream still appeared in front of her. She could even hear her parents calling out to her.

Zhao Xi stared at the ceiling in shock.

It had been a long time since she had had such a dream. Even in her memory, her parents' deaths were very far away.

Zhao Xi was someone who understood how to live, so she had never allowed herself to remain calm in her memories, unable to leave. Even if the Zhao Family lost, she quickly adapted to her new life, and continued to work hard to cheer herself up.

It had been a long time since she'd thought of these things, apart from the fact that she'd often sobbed in her sleep at the beginning when she missed her parents so much.

Zhao Xi subconsciously touched her phone, only then did she feel regret after dialing a number. It was already the middle of the night, so Mo Ziran should still be sleeping.

While he was hesitating, he received a call: "What happened?"

Zhao Xi suddenly did not know what to say as she held the phone.

"Zhao Xi?!" Mo Ziran's voice was a little louder, and the sleepy voice from before had also disappeared by quite a bit.

Unknowingly, Zhao Xi suddenly said: "Brother Ziran, sing a song for me."

"…" The other side was silent for a few seconds, then Mo Ziran spoke out in dissatisfaction, "Zhao Xi, are you crazy?!"

Making him sing on the phone in the middle of the night?

"…"

Zhao Xi looked at the time on her phone and felt that what she said just now was kind of funny: "If you don't want to sing, then go back to sleep."

Her mood had improved by a lot but for no reason at all, just hearing Mo Ziran's voice made her feel better for some reason.

"Who allowed you to sleep?!"

Wake him up and then go to sleep?!

"What else can I do without sleep?" Zhao Xi yawned and asked puzzledly.

"… …." "Listen to what?"

Mo Ziran's low and deep voice was especially pleasing to the ears in this night. Zhao Xi reacted for quite a while before understanding: "Brother Ziran, are you really going to sing for me?"

"What are you singing about?"

Zhao Xi smiled, "Either is fine."

Mo Ziran was singing a foreign language song that he did not understand. He only felt that his soft and mellow pronunciation of words was sexy and pleasant. In the silence of the night, it was unbelievably gentle.