After Mo Shengxiong was rescued, he had already passed out due to choking on water. The housekeeper also had the foresight to arrange for someone to take him to the hospital's ambulance.
Soon, Yuyuan returned to its proper calm.
It seemed as if the farce just now was nothing but an illusion.
But all this fell into the eyes of many people in the pavilion not far away.
There are many lofts built to entertain guests on the shore of such a large lake.
Mr. Mo's study happened to be in it.
There was a big commotion just now, and Mr. Mo stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking out.
After watching the whole process, he glanced sideways at his eldest grandson, Mo Yichen, and frowned: "Look at the wife you chose!"
Mo Yichen's eyebrows were cold, his thin lips pursed slightly, he glanced at his grandfather and raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"It's cute, isn't it?"
The man glanced at the little girl chatting with Father Mo by the lotus pond, and a look of endearment slowly appeared in his eyebrows.
For a time, the temperature in the entire study warmed up a bit.
Mr. Mo was surprised for a second.
Looking back at Qin Yin, the old man stroked his beard and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tsk, you have the same bad behavior as your father."
"So cute!"
"He's obviously a little scoundrel."
Mr. Mo scoffed lightly, turned around and closed the carved sandalwood window frame, then returned to his desk to continue practicing calligraphy.
It's just that the writing strokes are smoother than before.
This shows that he is in a good mood.
However, he paused his writing, tilted his head, and seemed to remember something again. He glanced at Mo Yichen deliberately and said:
"It's still an embroidered pillow."
Exquisite and beautiful, but definitely useless!
Mo Yichen was as tall and tall as a jade tree. His well-proportioned hands were slowly grinding the ink for Grandpa Mo, and he said lightly: "Indeed."
"Yinyin just healed my leg so that your grandson can move freely."
"By the way, Yinyin is also treating me for the sequelae of the crash and the inability to move due to nerve damage in my legs."
"If she is in a bad mood one day and refuses to treat her, then grandpa, you should place your hopes on Mo Yize to continue the family lineage."
In just a few words, Mr. Mo's words that he still wanted to find fault with were blocked in his chest.
Mr. Mo was heartbroken for a moment and pouted: "Oh, who knows whether she is filial or not."
"Call her up in a moment, I will personally... teach her the rules!"
Mo Yichen "..."
Just pretend.
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By the lotus pond.
Qin Yin and Mo's father sat by the corridor and watched Mo Shengxiong being carried on a stretcher.
Two days later, they turned to look at each other, frowning and getting up in tacit understanding.
Father Mo sighed: "Oh, my eldest brother is so careless given his age."
Qin Yin comforted: "My uncle is worried about me. I think he will recover quickly..."
"..." Zhou Wei shivered: I shouldn't be here, I should go under the car.
I'm really afraid that these two people will suddenly change their attitude and kill him too.
Father Mo stood up and adjusted his sleeves.
"Ahem, are you Qin Yin, my wife?"
Qin Yin nodded obediently and quietly.
A quiet and graceful posture.
"Come have a tea party with me."
Father Mo touched the tip of his nose unnaturally with his fingertips, and then glanced at the snake orchid he carefully cultivated on the rockery.
He lowered his eyes to look at Qin Yin and said tentatively:
"Behave well, and I'll do whatever you want with that wildflower."
He had just observed the way Qin Yin looked at the snake orchid, and it was clear that he loved it very much.
These days, very few young girls can recognize Snake Orchid.
It can be seen that she has some research on medicinal herbs.
Qin Yin's eyes turned into broken shadows, his expression was calm and leisurely, and the corners of his lips suddenly curved: "Uncle, the wild snake orchid has been officially declared extinct."
"The artificial cultivation of snake orchid is not only demanding, but also expensive to maintain its survival. Except for a very small number of wealthy outcasts who really care about and love the herbal plant, no one will care about the extinction of a precious medicinal material."
The so-called wild travelers.
They are those who are silently concerned that precious medicinal materials, plants, and animals are facing extinction, and have spare money in their hands.
Rich people who protect endangered animals and plants on their own without going through the official system.
This is how to achieve great things and benefit the world!
It's just that there are very few such people, and they mostly exist among wealthy and powerful people who have been rich and powerful for several generations.
The new rich who have just made money are busy enjoying the excitement brought by money and have no such leisure time.
Qin Yin's words made Father Mo's eyes slowly show a hint of appreciation.
However, he still said with a cold face: "I have already said that it is just a weed. It is not as mysterious as you said."
"Hmph, stop... stop complimenting me!"
After saying that, Father Mo immediately turned his back to Qin Yin and left.
Just a moment of turning around.
Father Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his lips in a neutral way.
Qin Yin looked at Father Mo's back, whose footsteps were obviously brisk, and her pink lips couldn't help but raise.
Phew, I have to say, dragons and dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the mouse’s son can dig holes!
Isn’t this the middle-aged version of Mo Yichen?
Tsundere is exactly the same.
She shook her head helplessly and stepped to follow.
If nothing else, she is really interested in snake orchids.
With this snake orchid, she would be even more powerful when it came to developing how to mass-produce an improved version of the beauty cream.
Tea party.
Father Mo walked in the front, Qin Yin followed behind him calmly.
Occasionally, Father Mo would pause for a moment.
When he noticed that the little girl was following him, he quickened his pace again.
Although Father Mo left for a while, the tea party was still lively at the moment.
"This girl from the Jiang family has not forgotten her country's roots after traveling abroad. Tea culture has a long history for thousands of years, and making tea is even more grueling work. Today's young people can calm down and make friends with us oldies over tea. There are fewer and fewer.”
"Yes, I heard that Jiang Qi went abroad with Mo Yize three years ago, and she is actually related to the Mo family..."
"Tsk tsk, it's fate. When I was a child, I liked to run behind Mo Yichen every day.
As she grew older, she became more like a daughter, but she has always been in the same school as Mo Yichen. In the past, we teased that Old Mo would have a daughter-in-law, and he acquiesced. "
I saw a group of literate professors and bigwigs from Beijing circles looking appreciatively at a woman wearing a white dress with an elegant temperament.
As soon as Father Mo walked to the gate of the garden, he heard this sentence.
Everyone said he acquiesced.
What did he default to? ?
Father Mo's scalp went numb and he glanced at Qin Yin, who had followed and stood beside him.
The little girl had a calm face and a pair of clear and clean almond eyes, as if she was not moved by these remarks at all. She was as delicate and beautiful as a doll.
Only then did Father Mo's tense nerves relax.
Hmm... not impulsive, but quite patient.
So he took the lead and stepped into the garden: "Ahem, what did I default to?"
"Don't talk nonsense."
Father Mo had a smile on his face and felt MMP in his heart.
He strode closer, not forgetting to turn around and glance at Qin Yin, frowning and urging:
"Qin Yin, why don't you come in and say hello to your uncles?"
The words "Uncles" made everyone's expressions freeze.
Is Lao Mo acknowledging this little adopted daughter with a low background?
Beijing is such a big city, and the news that Mo Shenglin had given a surprise to his disabled eldest son was no secret.
At that time, all the ladies in Beijing circles avoided him.
However, no one expected that Mo Yichen would stand up again.
Therefore, everyone couldn't help but acquiesce that the so-called wedding bride's status was too low and was not worthy of Mo Yichen who stood up.
But looking at the attitude of the head of the Mo family, it seems like he is supporting the little girl? ?
It's dazzling.
Not sure, take another look!
Qin Yin slowly walked into the garden and smiled neither humble nor arrogantly: "Hello uncles, I am Qin Yin, Mo Yichen's wife."
Be concise and concise, and declare your sovereignty.
