Chapter 494

Su Murong didn't expect that Mo would summon him in person. When he thought about it, he would know that he would come here alone. As for turning a blind eye or taking measures, it was his decision. He could not avoid it.

Once again, the car stopped to one side, Su Murong got off gracefully and went to the main villa with the housekeeper.

"Steward, what happened?"

Mo Shibei appears again and blocks the door of the main villa. He takes a look at Su Murong and looks at the chief housekeeper.

"Young master, the old master asked Miss Su to speak in her study." The housekeeper was still humble and answered respectfully with a smile on his face.

It's the 21st century. He has always been dressed as a Zhongshan suit in Mo's family, which has never changed. He may feel incomprehensible at first sight. It's no surprise to see too much. There are some differences between a big family and the outside world. Besides, as a manager, he seems to be very strict, which is reasonable.

"I'm looking for my grandfather. In that case, let's go together." Mo Shibei said casually, and then he walked in first.

"Young master, this time the old man specially explained that he saw Miss Su alone." The housekeeper looked at his tough posture, sighed helplessly and emphasized.

"I don't know. I want to see him too. I'll explain when I go in." Mo Shi North head also didn't return, cold voice of say, still walked toward stairs.

After all, one is the master and the other is the servant. It's hard for the housekeeper to say anything more. After looking at Su Murong, the latter just slightly droops his eyes, and can't see any emotional changes.

He was watching the young master grow up, others do not understand, but his heart is clear.

The young insisted that he should follow the old man into his study in order to protect the young man.

For the first time in so many years, he saw the young master and the old master who never cared for any woman on weekdays, and he never showed weakness. His tough attitude surprised all Mo family members. This is also the reason why many Mo family members looked at this woman with high regard. How did she recover the young master's heart to death?

"Miss Su, please."

He murmured in his heart, but the housekeeper's face was still smiling. As he walked, he gestured to Su Murong, a gesture of courtesy.

Not to mention being a housekeeper in Mo's family for decades, even the servant who sweeps the yard below still nods and bows to greet her before seeing her. She has more respect than before her divorce.

Because everyone's heart is like a mirror, the eldest young master is the successor of the Mo family appointed by the old master, and no one can tell clearly about her feelings. What if one day they get back together?

Anyway, smiling, bending down will not lose a piece of meat, and being respectful to her is certainly no harm. I'm not sure it will be good in the future.

Su Murong did not speak all the way, but followed him to the study without expression.

Mo Shibei's words and deeds are naturally seen in her eyes and heard in her ears, but she doesn't have too many ideas about his intention. She doesn't want to waste her mind except to guess Mo's intention.

"Master, Miss Su is here."

Arrange Su Murong to wait outside the study. The housekeeper goes first to report. At this time, Mo Shibei has gone in advance.

"Shi Bei, I'll talk about something tomorrow. Now I have other things to do." Mo took a look at his eldest grandson and said coldly.

"Oh, good." Mo Shibei didn't go out. Instead, he sat on a chair in the room.

He is also speechless about his behavior, but what can he do? He knows that Su Murong doesn't like him. In the middle of the night, she broke into Mo's house alone and was summoned. She can't rest assured. Now she has the cheek to be an auditor.

"Well." Mo old discontented effort coughed a, double eyebrow tightly wrinkly.

"Oh, grandfather, I'll go back first."

If you want to pretend that you can't sit for a while at will, Mo Shibei sips his thin lips and starts up again in the face of the old man's order.

For the sake of Su Murong, I don't hesitate to turn against him, but in my heart, he is my most respected elder. Now the other party has not done too much, and I can't do something out of nothing.

"Don't worry. I'm just talking to her. I won't do anything." Mo Lao understood his intention when he entered the study. When he was ready to go out, he said again.

"Grandfather, you misunderstood." Mo Shibei didn't stop and didn't look back. At last, he left a sentence and went out.

The door of the study was not closed. Su Murong outside heard the conversation clearly.

It seems that he didn't come for himself, just another coincidence.

Mo Shibei comes out, and Su Murong turns his head to the other side, with no waves in his eyes.

"I can help you if you want." Looking at the woman in front of him, Mo Shibei said in a low voice.

"I'm fine now, thank you." Su Murong's mouth turned up and answered naturally without hesitation.

Since there is no possibility, why should we be so involved in each other.

At the moment of seeing him, she suddenly understood a lot.

I and the Mo family will never meet again. Even if I think about it, the latter will not be willing to. In this case, as a member of the Mo family, they will never be together again.

Long pain is better than short pain. Mo's attitude towards himself was very clear at the beginning. He was too stupid to expect miracles.

Mo Shibei gritted her teeth and looked at her side face, still enchanting, more chilly.

"Miss Su, please don't worry."

He wanted to ask her if she really had any status in her heart? But the housekeeper came out, conveying the latest instructions of the old man.

"Yes, thank you." Su Murong smiles and nods. Her proper words and deeds show her excellent cultivation and affinity.

But in Mo Shibei's eyes, everything was like a needle.

Too perfect words and deeds, it is to ignore their own.

At this time, Su Murong completely wrapped himself up, heavily guarding against the Mo family, even himself was included in it.

The housekeeper reached out his hand again and made a gesture to ask Su Murong to go in. Then he turned and looked at Mo Shibei, who had already gone up the stairs.

He is in a terrible mood. No matter who dares to talk to him, he will be cannon fodder.

Su Murong went into the study and looked at Mo Lao sitting in the rocking chair with a smile.

"Mo Lao, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you recently?"

From the first time I saw her to now, it was the first time I heard her warm greetings, but I felt a chill in my heart.

She said it mildly, but it didn't sound half warm.

"Thank you for your concern. Please take a seat." Molao naturally will not lose etiquette, nodded in response, pointed to the side of the sofa.

He talked to her this time, really just want to say a few words calmly, so the tone is rare and kind.

Su Murong could not help sneering at the grumpy old man who even whispered.

It's true that people know their faces but not their hearts.

If he didn't have the experience of being scolded by him several times before, now he will make people feel that he is a friendly old man, and there will be a lot less mustard. Unfortunately, it's just that if he doesn't have the experience of being scolded by him.

Su Murong sat quietly on one side, a modest look.

She was teased by he Shufang and didn't get the result she wanted. Now in the face of the supporter behind the woman, she becomes calm.

Anyway, Su's family is almost broken now, and the worst outcome is just like this.

Seeing her rare quiet appearance, Mo began to examine the woman who had been his eldest granddaughter-in-law.

It's true that she has beautiful facial features and a good figure. She's a bit thin, but she's definitely a beauty. No wonder Shi Bei has a special preference for her. Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty.

"Miss Su, why are you suddenly interested in coming to Mo's tonight?"

He asked casually as if he were a talker, without any emotional change.

"I came to say something to Aunt he, because Mr. Mo was meeting guests at that time, so I didn't disturb him." The more Su Murong didn't understand his intention, the more careful and appropriate he was.

"Oh, so it is." Mo Lao nodded, a pair of deep eyes looking at her: "it seems that things are not ideal."

"Yes."

Su Murong also does not evade, answering.

Originally, she was guessing to deal with Su's Mo, who is always the supporter behind he Shufang. Now it is clear that he really knows. No matter what he has done or not, he is already a participant. In this case, she understands his intention to find himself.

"The wise don't talk in secret. I've heard about you too." Mo said euphemistically, smashing two thin lips: "how can we say that we were once a family, and we didn't want to see such a confrontation today, so if you like, there should be room for maneuver in this matter."

"What does Mo Lao mean?"

Su Murong's mouth is still up, picking eyebrows to look at him.

It's not Mo's granddaughter-in-law. She talks with him more easily and boldly.

"This requires you two to sit down and negotiate. As an outsider, I just don't want to see everyone turn upside down."

Mo's words have become ambiguous.

Knowing that they didn't get along with each other, they said that they wanted to negotiate, which was very treacherous.

Su Murong bit his silver teeth and stood up: "what Mo Lao said is that this matter still needs to be solved by Aunt he and me alone. If you come to me just to say these things, then I'll go first, and the two children are still waiting for me at home."

A pile of nonsense, rather than waste time, early to go, but also less sullen.

Two kids.

When Mo Lao heard these four words, his eyes flashed: "are yang'er and yue'er OK recently?"

"It's good. They're all strong. They can sit up and play." Su Murong also understood his concern for chongsun and answered softly.

"In fact, Sanfang is a member of the Mo family. You should get what she wants. As long as you meet her requirements, your company will naturally be preserved."

The words front a turn, mo old definite of looking at her to say.

It's really a moment of insight. Su Murong's eyes were frightened: "I'll go first."