Before Nian Xiaomu could finish speaking, she was already stared at by Yu Yuehan's cold gaze, so she dared not continue.
Yu Yuehan's face turned black even more.
After all his calculations, he planned to perform well in front of old Patriarch Mo, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot!
Now it's all right, he can't see anyone directly...
"Nian Xiaomu, I don't care, we even have Xiao Liuliu, we will tell your grandpa sooner or later!" Yu Yuehan stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, saying incredulously.
Nian Xiaomu nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking at rice, but she didn't dare to make a sound due to his coercion.
After a tiring day, she nestled directly into his warm chest to sleep.
The driver was still Zheng Yan.
Mo Yongheng sat in the passenger seat. Ever since he heard that the old Patriarch Mo was awake and able to speak, he became very silent.
He was even less talkative than before, as if he lost his language ability in an instant.
"Mo Yongheng, your seat belt is not fastened." Zheng Yan glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes and reminded him suddenly.
Hearing this, Mo Yongheng reached out to touch his seat belt without hesitation, and found that he had already fastened it, and looked up at Zheng Yan in surprise.
Zheng Yan met his gaze, and a mischievous smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.
"Seeing how distracted you are, let me make a joke with you!" She smiled heartlessly, and then looked at him puzzled, "Aren't you always worried about Old Patriarch Mo, why did you hear that he woke up? On the contrary, you seem to be preoccupied?"
Something is wrong!
Something is very wrong!
Zheng Yan's intuition told him that Mo Yongheng had something on his mind.
There was a red light ahead, Zheng Yan stopped the car, propped her chin with one hand, and turned to look at him.
The beautiful Danfeng eyes blinked casually, the brows and eyes are full of charm, as if they can seduce the soul.
Mo Yongheng didn't look at her, but he also knew that she was looking at him.
The originally calm heart suddenly became rippling.
"It's nothing. Zheng's company should still have something to do. In fact, you don't need to go with us."
"I didn't accompany you there, I was just worried about Xiao Mumu, so I went to have a look. Besides, the Zheng family is the guardian family of the Mo family. We left because Mo Kun went too far. Well, maybe it will be another family tomorrow, I will go to see his old man no matter what."
Zheng Yan said as a matter of course.
Facing her clear eyes, Mo Yongheng became more and more silent.
For a long time, they just stared at her without saying a word.
Zheng Yan was baffled by him, asked him and he didn't speak, and simply concentrated on driving, ignoring him.
The car soon arrived at Mo Chengliang's villa.
Before they could enter, they heard Mo Chengliang standing at the gate of the yard, excitedly calling the elders of the Mo family one by one.
The living room of his villa also seemed to be full of people. The people of the Mo family who were afraid of receiving the news would rush over and gather in the living room, happy for the old Patriarch Mo to wake up.
"Miss, you are here!" Mo Chengliang happily stepped forward to meet Nian Xiaomu when he saw Nian Xiaomu.
"The Patriarch is awake! The Patriarch, the old man, is really awake, and he told me that he wants to see you!"
"Grandpa..." As soon as Nian Xiaomu opened his mouth, he was anxious to go inside. Thinking of Yu Yuehan's reminder, he forcefully forced himself to calm down.
After adjusting his breathing, he walked towards the courtyard where Mo Chengxian recuperated.
As soon as he walked in, he saw a wheelchair parked under the tree. Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng stood guard beside the wheelchair, one on the left and one on the right.
As if sensing something, the old man in the wheelchair suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction...