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Mo Ziran decided that he must separate these two matters from Zhao Xi's brain. Did this woman want to make up with him or just ask him to give up her current life?

"… …." You have the final say, it's not like I'm the one taking a cold bath. "

"… …." Humph! "Now you're asking me to make up, and it's your job to make me happy!"

"..."

Although she had that intention, Zhao Xi's way of speaking made her feel uncomfortable no matter how she listened to it. She stared for a long while, yet Mo Ziran could not think of a way to refute her.

He's not a scum!

Why didn't he give her the title?

Zhao Xi read it openly: "Then this lowly one will serve Second Young Master from the front and back. I hope Second Young Master can give this lowly one a name."

These words made Mo Ziran feel extremely comfortable, and he no longer cared about those words: "As long as you behave, I, Mo Ziran, will not treat you unfairly."

"Then I'll thank Second Young Master." Zhao Xi helped Mo Ziran pour a cup of red wine and said politely, "Second Young Master has not had a proper meal yet, how about I help Second Young Master cook?"

"… …." Are you a servant or a girlfriend? Eat all the food I cook and wait for me in bed at night. This is your duty. "

There were many maids, but why would he need an unprofessional maid like her to serve him?

Zhao Xi frowned, she touched the wine cup to Mo Ziran: "As you wish."

She lifted her head and drank the wine. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow. Her face was clean and beautiful.

He had just promised her that he would return to a normal life, and she was just so happy.

It was clearly for his own good, but she seemed to have achieved a huge success. The corners of her lips curled up in pride and joy.

The instant Zhao Xi put down the wine cup, Mo Ziran lowered his head and kissed her lips, the tip of his tongue lingering between her lips.

The two stayed in the villa until night, but Mo Ziran didn't have the intention to leave. He sat in front of the desk and signed his name on it.

The style of this place was different from the villas in the country. It was the place that truly belonged to Mo Ziran.

Zhao Xi suddenly felt like returning home.

Having been here for such a long time, she had always wanted to return home, but she had never had such a strong desire.

Unknowingly, she had already asked: "Mo Ziran, let's return?"

The pen in Mo Ziran's hand paused for a moment: "Why do you want to go back now?"

Why?

For a lot of reasons, this place was unfamiliar and distant to her. Everything that had happened here was like a dream, without any sense of reality. Perhaps only after returning to the country, back to City T would she be able to feel at ease.

"Don't you like Paris?" Mo Ziran raised his head and looked at her, asking seriously, don't girls like this kind of romantic capital?

Zhao Xi also thought about it seriously, "Paris is a very beautiful place, but to me, it is only the city that you are in."

At first she had a yearning for Europe, but then it changed.

This was only the place where Mo Ziran lived. The first thing she felt when she came to Europe was not that he came to the most beautiful and bustling place in the world. It was that she had come to Mo Ziran's life.

"…"

Mo Ziran's jet-black eyes locked deeply on her and spoke unhappily: "I usually want to hear you say some words that I can't hear, can you not be so sudden?!"

Every time she said something nice, it was either a quarrel or a breakup. Could she really say it again after lighting a candle and making dinner?

"I'm not talking about love affairs." Zhao Xi walked over with the model of a helicopter, and gently placed it in front of Mo Ziran, "Shall we fly back home on the plane?"

"Go ask the old man if he wants to let them go." Mo Ziran stared at the model, his eyes were deep and gloomy.

Zhao Xi fiddled with the helicopter's propeller, the model was too realistic, she could see the precision equipment inside the plane through the small window.

"Forget it, I don't want to go back now."

Mo Ziran gave her a deep glance, and said half unhappily, "You're even more considerate towards this old man than I am."

She didn't want the old man to feel sad, so she didn't return home. Why hadn't she thought about whether he wanted to go back now?!

She turned her elbow 180 degrees. Even though she seemed to still be on his side, her attitude had already turned a dozen or twenty times.

She was treating an outsider better than him!

"I'm worried that you and grandpa will clash over this matter." Mo Ziran's influence in the Mo family expanded rapidly, and the old man never revealed his attitude. It was as if he was acquiescing, but he had never really let the two brothers go so easily.

Mo Ziran's temper was too bad, he might even quarrel over anything.

"Humph!"

Mo Ziran let out a heavy snort. That was also half of the old man's reason!

"We're not going back tonight?"

Zhao Xi's gaze landed on the thick documents on Mo Ziran's table. He had brought all his work here, could it be that she planned to stay here?

Mo Ziran signed his name on the document, and coolly threw it to the side. "Didn't you promise me that you would wait for me in bed tonight?"

"…"

When did she agree?

"There are too many members of the Mo family. I was worried that you would feel embarrassed, so it would be better to stay here." He has always been very democratic in these respects.

"…"

She didn't hear anything!

In the garden, the flowers bloomed brilliantly.

Zhao Xi accompanied the old man to walk around the garden. The old man walked slowly, his silver hair seeming to be casted a layer of light under the sunlight.

"You seem to be in a good mood recently?" Although the lordmaster's voice was very low and suppressed, it carried the calmness of someone who had just experienced a storm.

Zhao Xi supported the old man as he walked along with his frequency, "That's right, it's pretty good."

Things had gone smoothly recently, and there was no reason for her to be in a bad mood.

"Number two's actions in the consortium are much gentler. Is it because of you?" Mo Ziran's way of handling things was no longer as harsh and cold as before, and the current consortium looked very calm as well. At least, it was a sign of prosperity, "You are here with me, but you have done a lot of things behind the scenes, you are very busy."

"Grandfather, is this a compliment or a criticism? If you praise me, I accept. If you criticize me, I don't admit it. "

The cross road within the garden had been polished carefully, and did not have any excessive bulges, so walking up was very comfortable. Zhao Xi walked on the cross road barefooted, with her smooth toes perfectly white and beautiful, well-organized and clean.

"How can you admit it? Girl, are you still thinking about what I've told you? Or do you already have the answer? "

Zhao Xi's face was smiling as if she woke up one day. Her eyes were bright and clear, showing that she already had an answer for her question.

"Grandfather, you seem to have already guessed it? "I think that if you listen well like this, I will still be your granddaughter. Whether I have that title or not doesn't matter." Mo Ziran had already done what he had promised her, so he had no use for this trump card.

"You don't want to be my own granddaughter, you only want to be my grandson's daughter-in-law, right?" The old tutor chuckled, not looking the least bit surprised.

"Grandfather, it seems like no matter what we do, we won't be able to escape your eyes. We've acted so many times in front of you, and you've only treated it as watching a show for free?"

Every one of them was desperately trying to achieve their goals. The old man had done nothing but wait and see. When the situation was about to get out of control, he easily took control and forced them to act within his boundaries.

Obviously, these things were going according to their plans, but Zhao Xi felt that they had all been led astray.

"You are all too young." The old man shook his head and said the proverb. Every stone in the cross road was carefully chosen. When he was designing the cross road, he had also considered the coordination between the garden and the cross road.

However, Mo Ziran and the others did not have the harmony of this stone road. They were only thinking about their own goals, about what they needed to do, and thus forgot about the environment of the entire Mo family.

"Mo Ziran wants to seize power so that he can be together with you, so he does not care about the miasma of the whole consortium. Ah Bai wants to have the successor of the consortium, so he wants to destroy the obstacles of boss 2 and kill you and his wife." Mo Ziran wants to be together with Mo Ziran, so he does not care about the miasma of the whole consortium.

Zhao Xi was startled, the old man had seen everything clearly, what kind of feelings did he have when she saw her own son and grandson fighting against each other?

You, girl, all of your thoughts were focused on your second brother. You advised him, you quarreled with him, and then you broke up decisively, because you focused all your attention on him, so you knew that he was hiding something from you. You knew that Fang Han was scheming against him, but you forgot.

Her gaze was always on Mo Ziran, so she ignored how many people were staring at her and tried to think of ways to get rid of her. Even Mo Ziran had gambled everything on her as she became the bait.

Zhao Xi thought that waiting and tolerating would move Mo Ziran, but the result didn't.

"I know that I used the wrong method before. He was very tired, very tired, very painful, so I thought maybe I should give him some comfort, touch him, and change him. But later on, I discovered that he was not suitable for this sort of method of turning the wind into rain.

Now that she had become more powerful, Mo Ziran was more obedient.

"Just pretend that the two of you are looking for the best way to get along. There's nothing bad about it." Now that they had grown up quite a bit, how could the children of the Mo family not be affected by the storm?

Mentioning Fang Han, Zhao Xi remembered the answer she had yet to receive, "Grandfather, that time Fang Han came to the Mo family for Master Mo? What was the deal between them? What role did you play in this? "

The old man walked steadily on the cross road, not a single flaw on his face. "How would I know about the trade between them? My role is that of a good person."

"…" Zhao Xi looked at him speechlessly. Mo Ziran's thick skin was indeed inherited, "Grandfather, what were you trying to get me and Fang Han together for at that time? At the banquet, did you deliberately turn dinner into a farce? "