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Long Qian's emotions gradually calmed down, and her mind naturally recalled the meeting with Grandma Chen today. She suddenly remembered something. When the old man saw her, he was not only excited, but also a bit excited.

This feeling was as if he had not been visited for a very long time.

But, it was also wrong! This Grandma Chen had been so good to Chen Yaru all those years ago. From this, it could be seen that she had been very good to others as well. Why was it that no one came to visit him in his later years?

There must be a problem.

Long Qian slightly frowned. She had a guess in her heart. Could it be that Grandma Chen was not a good person when she was with the servants in the Long Residence? But she was good to Chen Yaru alone, so there were a lot of people who hated her.

It seemed that saying it like this made things somewhat smoother.

After all, from the looks of it, this old man surnamed Chen was not very kind. Although he was old and slightly fat, he still gave off a gloomy feeling.

Just as Long Qian was deep in thought, his shoulder suddenly sank in. She raised her eyebrows, and what entered her eyes was the divine residence like handsome face of Mo Yeyan.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Ye Han's thin lips slightly opened.

Long Qian blinked her eyes, a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. "Thinking about Little Rock."

Mo Ye Han also dotingly smiled and said, "Knowing that I'm coming, this little guy is very angry."

"Won't you bring him along if you're angry?" The cute image of his son pouting appeared in Long Qian's mind.

"Yeah." Mo Ye's jaw dropped.

"Then why didn't you bring him along?"

Mo Ye Han said, "We can't let his temper take over too much. After all, he was different from Angel. As a boy of the Mo family, the responsibility on his shoulders was bound to be important. I'm afraid that if I pamper him too much, he will lose the responsibility that a man should have. "

Long Qian's eyelids drooped. "Your son is so young, isn't he too hardworking?"

Mo Ye Han lightly kissed her lips and said, "However, I've already promised him. I will definitely bring him to C City this summer and let you all have a good time here."

"En, alright!"

"However, you must return with me tomorrow."

"Go back? City G? " Long Qian was surprised and hurriedly shook his head. "No, I can't go back yet."

Mo Eversnow stared at her, his slender eyebrows slightly raised. What? Is there something you need here? "

Crap! He had been too anxious just now, which had aroused his suspicions. Long Qian Qian quickly replied, "I have things I need to do." It was just that her mother's health was not too good these days. Since Angel was by her side, her mood had improved greatly. I want to wait a few more days before I go back. "

The corner of Mo Ye Han's lips curled up, "How long?"

"This... One month! " Long Qian reported.

Mo Ye Han was indeed furious, "Such a long time? "No, at most a week."

"A week?" "She still has a lot of things to do, and a week isn't enough." No, it will take at least half a month! "

"Just for a week." The man's tone was firm.

"Ye Han, my mother's health is not good, and I can't stay by her side for many years. I don't want to leave in such a hurry." As Long Qian spoke, he slipped into the man's embrace and wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzling around in his embrace.

However, this move... It seemed to work.

It was as if a cute cat had drilled into his bosom, causing Mo Yeyue's heart to soften. Fine, half a month then. However, you must let me eat my fill first! "

After saying this, the man's burning hot lips fell …

Although the courtyard wasn't as grand as the spruce garden of the Old Mo Residence, the golden sunlight that had filled the courtyard gave it a warm atmosphere.

Angel sat on a swing woven from rattan wood, the lawn green and gloomy beneath her feet. Long Qian swayed gently on the swing, accompanied by a breeze that blew for a while, listening to her daughter's melodious, bird-like laughter.

She squatted down and gently asked, "Angel, are you tired?"

Angel shook her head and giggled.

Long Qian gave a pampering smile. "But Mom is a bit tired."

"Hee hee." Angel obediently gave up and stretched out her soft arms to embrace Long Qian's neck. "Mom."

"Hmm?" Long Qian kissed her daughter on her cheek.

"Chain... "He's gone." Angel pointed to her neck.

What did Long Qian Qian mean by that, Lotus? Only after seeing his daughter's actions did he finally react. The necklace that had been replaced was still with his mother.

She thought for a moment, then coaxed, "Darling, be good. When you have time, mom will go find grandma and bring it back."

Angel laughed.

The warm scene outside the French window entered the eyes of Mo Yanxue who was tasting her tea inside the room.

The man's facial features were extraordinary, and his temperament was quite good. It was hard to look away after being stuck for a moment.

Mo Yehan slowly put down the teacup in his hand and slightly frowned. Last night, he could feel that Long Qian's reaction was not that warm. Perhaps he was tired from accompanying his mother-in-law around the Dragon Residence.

Fortunately, the Long Residence was a large family, and all its affairs were managed by servants, kitchen workers and others. He had to warn her to rest more carefully. Otherwise, how could he open more branches and leaves for the Mo family?

At this moment, a voice entered his ears, interrupting his thoughts.

"Ye Han, are you used to drinking this tea?"

The one who spoke was none other than Long Zhi Xie! The head of the Long Residence, Long Qian's uncle!

Mo Ye Han quickly stretched his brows, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Uncle, you must be joking. Why aren't you used to drinking such good tea?"

Hearing that, Long Zhi Xie's face revealed a look of surprise, and asked: "Oh? "How did you know it was good tea?"

Mo Eversnow's slender fingers turned the teacup in his hand and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Uncle's cup of tea was made with water at ten in the morning. The dewdrops collected from the lotus leaves, were only made after a dozen or so rounds of cleaning, right?"

Long Zhi Xie revealed a happy expression and nodded: "That's right. I didn't expect you to be so adept at tea ceremony at such a young age. "Then I might as well test you. If you say the water needed to make tea, then what is the use of tea?"

Mo Ye Han laughed lightly, "The art of tea leaves is even simpler."

"Oh?" Long Zhi Xie's long eyebrows rose. He thought to himself, "Brat, don't be too arrogant!"

Mo Ye Han said, "This tea is light, elegant and sweet. It has an endless aftertaste, and the fragrance between your teeth is very strong and warm. There was a lot of good tea in the tea leaves, but only the authentic Longjing of the West Lake could have such unique characteristics. Uncle, I don't know if I'm right. "

"Good boy, your mouth is truly fierce!" Long Zhi Xie laughed out loud. He nodded. "That's right, this tea is indeed the Longjing of the West Lake."