"Actually, when I saw Li Qianxun, I was completely surprised. He looked so much like his mother, with slightly blue eyes. His mother was a mixed-race and famous beauty. Of course, her mother's background may be the reason why I refused to let her enter the Li family at the beginning. Her mother's origin is completely different from your mother. One in the sky and the other underground. The heroine of our Mo family must not come out of a messy place. Just imagine, at that time, anyone wanted to go to the house.

When we eroded our Mo family, it was your mother's house who helped us. From then on, we will always remember that God likes to joke and make the two children become like that for no reason."

Old Master Mo said lightly, even though Mo Tingqian was unintentionally listening, his whole body was still slightly tighter with his heartbeat.

The dark eyebrows were furrowing slightly, as if she was carrying a trace of haze that could not be expelled, and the mist was shining.

The old man probably had a lot of words, and his tone was always in a state of being speechless. When he looked at Mo Tingqian, he took into account his feelings and paused slightly.

At the end, the old man raised his voice and said, "I'm sorry, Tingqian, I know, you may not accept all this, but I still want to tell you that now, only our grandfather and grandson are left, I hope..."

Mo Tingqian almost didn't think too much in a second and said straight away: "I understand that this family will not disperse."

An appreciation color appeared in the old man's eyes in an instant. When he looked at Mo Tingqian, the satisfaction in his eyes was almost enough to cover up the surprise that would be lost in his heart.

Of course, he was very satisfied with this sentence.

"This is a home, of course I hope it won't break up. In the future, you will need your efforts to keep our home growing."

Mo Tingqian is tired of this kind of old saying that grows up the big family and leaves. He didn't even think about it. Those words just now were a pattern of going in the left ear and coming out of the right ear. The old man spared no effort, "Grandpa is old at all, Tingqian, I really want to hide it. Mo is in your hands, and I'm very happy that I can have today. However, I also believe that it will be the same in your hands in the future, because you still have it.

It’s you, the future will always belong to the young people.”

After saying these words, they were a little unclear.

A man's mind is squeezed and collided with many things, and his whole body is exhausted.

What grandpa wants to tell me is that there is nothing else to beat around the bush.

The old man opened his mouth and did not know what he was thinking. What he said was unbearable to scrutiny.

This is probably because ginger is still spicy.

"Tingqian, now that you have understood, I will tell you, I hope that you will think about Chihiro, don't let my past mistakes continue to continue to you."

What he should have stopped was that he had experienced such heart-wrenching pain, so how could he not understand the kind of suffering he suffered when he lost the person he loved the most?

But in the end, the result was shocking.

In the dark, everything has its will, what is said?

The old man opened his eyes, and after a long time, the remaining regret was left in his eyes.

...

Mo Tingqian went to work, and to be precise, he also went to a flower shop.

The owner of the flower shop is still the woman from last night.

I guess there are not many people who will be surprised or secretly happy when I see the handsome man who is a repeat customer in my store.

"Are you still here to buy flowers today? Should you give it to your beloved?" The boss's wife warmly welcomed Mo Tingqian.

He nodded symbolically, and then, he did not listen to the boss's wife's voice introducing other flowers. He directly took a bouquet of roses that were exactly the same as last night and held them in his hand, confirming that there was no mistake. "Take it to her."

This time, his words made the boss's wife suddenly feel a little nervous, "Will you give it to her by yourself this time?"

It sounded strange. The boss lady looked at Mo Tingqian. If this man proposed to any girl, he would probably be crazy and said, "I do it." Why did he come here today and it seems that he did not succeed.

"Yes, it didn't work, so I came again."

He could hear the obvious self-deprecating and deep reluctance in his words, so the flower shop owner did not say much.

There are only flowers held in your hands and flowers selected by others.

"Okay, I will deliver the flowers. At that time, I will give them to those who are destined to be. Don't worry, sir."

Mo Tingqian was relieved and satisfied. After he gave the advice, he would naturally send the things as he said, so what should I worry about.

And things started like this, and ended like this.

After confirming the place, when Mo Tingqian gave this bouquet of flowers to Huo Han, he gave it to the woman specifically. After that, the process of the matter was shocking enough.

"May I ask, is it Huo Han?"

At that time, it was sent by the flower shop owner who sent someone else to send it. It didn’t matter who moved it. What’s important is that the sender would know the address here.

At that time, it was early in the morning, and the woman had just woken up. She was not the only one at home. At that time, Li Qianxun was sitting in front of the sofa and listened silently. The sound outside was about sending flowers to Huo Han.

The situation was very complicated at that time.

Huo Han accepted the flowers, and then was seriously questioned by Li Qianxun at a glance.

The whole story of the matter was that the person who sent the flowers saw a good show going on.

Fortunately, after knowing that the initiator was Mo Tingqian, somehow, they silently chose to retreat.

The thing is that in the tranquility of less than a year, different colors gradually overflow.

After a long time, the courier who delivered the flowers might not know what serious things happened afterwards.

When Li Qianxun watched Huo Han accept such a beautiful bouquet of roses early in the morning, his face was completely different.

He simply couldn't tolerate it.

Yes, when he saw that the thing Huo was holding was not his, he was very jealous.

Perhaps feeling the cruel message on his body, Huo Han silently placed the flowers behind him, not hoping that this morning would destroy such a good life of flowers because of others.

Li Qianxun hadn't seen Huo Han yet. The bunch in the bedroom would be sure that the expression on his face would crack.

Li Qianxun took the flowers he had just received and pinched them in his hand, "Explain to me first, why did he understand all the information on your location so quickly?"

"Can you still think I revealed it to him on purpose?" Huo Han retorted and retorted. He didn't say anything, but for a moment, Huo Han really felt that he was right.

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