"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 142 Mobile Blood Bank and the Sick Young Master

The day when he was discharged from the hospital was a rare good day. Mo Chi got into the car under the escort of his bodyguards and met his grandfather in this life.

Looking at old man Mo sitting upright with his hands on his cane in the back seat of the car, Mo Chi's expression was in a daze for a moment.

In fact, sometimes I have to say that blood relationship is a very wonderful thing.When Mo Chi was alive, his grandfather left early, and there was nothing else at home except for a few photos left by the old man. Mo Chi only had a vague impression of this old man, but now looking at the old man in this life, what is in his mind? The figure suddenly became clear, just because the person in front of him was no different from the person in the photo in his memory.

Mo Chi was standing outside the car door. Old Master Mo's eyes slid past him. When he saw Yun Chu standing beside him, he looked away as usual.

"Grandpa." Mo Chi looked at him and greeted him.

Old Man Mo didn't say a single redundant word: "Get in the car."

The grandfather and grandson sat in the back seat, Yun Chu was in the front row with the driver, and the small compartment was quiet.

After Mo Chi got into the car, Mr. Mo began to close his eyes and rest his mind. There was a lingering tiredness between his brows. Mo Chi thought about what the butler said that the company was a little busy recently, he thought, it was not so busy.

The low-key but luxurious black car drove steadily all the way to Mo's house, and stopped in the garden with exquisite fountains after an hour. The housekeeper standing in front of the door had already been waiting there and saw the car stopped. After that, he hurried forward to open the car door, and then took the hand extended by Mr. Mo.

Yun Chu got out of the car and walked to the other side, helping Mo Chi get out of the car.

The man was dressed in flaxen casual clothes, with a black woolen overcoat covering him from head to tail.After recovering from a serious illness, his face was still a little pale, but his spirit was not bad. The pair of dark eyes like the cold night on his handsome face shone brightly in the sun, and there was a slight coldness in them. Only when he looked at the boy beside him will soften.

The maid at home had already prepared lunch, and Mo Chi took Yunchu to the restaurant.

On the long dining table, old man Mo sat alone at the main seat, with the butler standing beside him.Sitting not far away were Mo Chi and Yun Chu. Old Man Mo looked at Mo Chi, who would bring food to Yun Chu from time to time and whisper softly, the light in his eyes was dim.

Yun Chu, who lowered his head and tried to reduce his sense of existence, seemed to feel the gaze above his head. When he raised his head, he saw Mr. Mo's bright black eyes looking at him coldly.His face turned pale, and Yun Chu couldn't help shaking slightly.

"What's the matter, is it cold?" Mo Chi saw it and asked him softly.

Yun Chu shook his head and did not speak. The interaction between the two fell into the eyes of Mr. Mo on the main seat. He put down the bowl in his hand, and the bottom of the bowl hit the white marble tabletop, making a soft "click". Loud and clear in a quiet restaurant.

Mo Chi raised his head to look at him, and saw the old man took the napkin handed over by the butler and wiped his mouth, then stood up with the crutches beside him, got up and left.When they reached the door, the other party stopped in their tracks: "Mo Chi, come to the study after dinner."

Mo Chi looked at his slightly bent back, and replied calmly, "Got it."

After Mr. Mo left, Mo Chi didn't say anything, but concentrated on feeding the young man in front of him. Yun Chu looked at the food that the man put in the bowl for him, looking a little uneasy and worried, and secretly glanced at Mo Chi several times.

"What's wrong?" Mo Chi looked up at him and smiled slightly.

Yun Chu was dazzled by his smile, his face flushed slightly, but his heart was full of worries.In the past, men treated him very well, but he never served him vegetables and soup with his own hands. He thought of the way Mr. Mo looked at him just now, and felt timid. If... if Mr. Mo made things difficult for Ah Chi, what should he do?

"Master Mo asked you to go to the study..." Yun Chu's voice was low.

Mo Chi nodded: "I know." He put a piece of braised pork ribs in Yunchu's bowl: "We'll talk about it after we finish eating."

Yun Chu listened to his words and kept looking at him.The expression on the man's face was extremely calm, Yun Chu couldn't see what the other person was thinking from above, he pursed his lips, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

After eating, Mo Chi asked Yun Chu to go back to his room first, while he slowly went up to the second floor and went to the study.

His current body is really bad, he has only climbed a few steps, and his body is already sweating.

Yun Chu stood in the living room, didn't listen to his words and went back to the room to rest, he looked at the man's thin but tall and stubborn back, and abruptly stopped his steps to go forward.

His young master never needs anyone's pity.

When he came to the study, Mo Chi breathed slowly, and then he raised his hand and knocked on the thick wooden door. The old man's slightly aged voice came from behind the door. Mo Chi pushed the door open and walked in. He saw The person standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back.

He raised his foot and stood not far behind the other party: "Grandpa."

Old Man Mo turned around to look at him, the expression on his face was hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see clearly, only his eyes were sharp and cold, like ice skates.

Mo Chi stayed in the study for a long time, and no one knew what the father and son talked about. In short, when Mo Chi came out of the study, his whole body was chilled, and the sound of porcelain falling to the ground came from the room behind him. He raised the corners of his lips expressionlessly, turned around and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Yun Chu was fidgeting in his room, when Mo Chi pushed open the door and came in, he stood up from the bed suddenly: "Ah Chi..."

Mo Chi looked at him, and the coldness in his body quickly faded away: "I didn't have a good rest last night, why didn't I sleep?"

Yun Chu looked at him and shook his head: "I can't sleep."

Mo Chi nodded and didn't say anything else. He sized up the other party's room. This was a guest room specially prepared by Mo Zhai for his servants. The room was small, but it was tidy and tidy by the young man. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and the desk beside it was full of books, and there were still unopened and homework on the desk.

Mo Chi remembered, now that the boy is in the first year of high school, if he is hospitalized, does the other party not go to school for half a month?

Following Mo Chi's gaze, Yun Chu saw his book. When he looked at Mo Chi's slightly frowning brow, he seemed to have sensed the other party's inner thoughts, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa Butler has already hired me Fake, besides, it’s almost the end of the term, and I’ve learned all the knowledge in the book..."

Mo Chi looked at him hurriedly explaining, and smiled lightly, "I didn't mean to blame you." He paused at this point, and then said, "Yunchu, move in and live with me. "