Chapter 293

The first time I went to the second floor of Mo's house, when I saw Mo Chengwu, I was given a gift. She was too scared to open it.

The long corridor, the inexplicable sense of depression, the sound of walking on the floor, every step seems to be branded on the heart.

As she reached the last room, she took a deep breath, raised her hand, and tapped on the door.

There was no response. She stood there, her little hands sweating. She felt that winter had turned into summer. She kept swallowing and was about to knock again.

"Come in." The majestic voice was very cold.

She reached out and gently pushed the door open. The format inside was similar to that in the 1970s! However, it is similar to Mo Chengwu's style.

"Grandfather." She cried softly, and went in with her feet raised, much more slowly.

He sat there, his eyes closed, his waist straight, and he was wearing a Zhongshan suit. He was like an old man walking out of a picture, but he was in a very good mental state.

She clenched her hands, put them on her abdomen, stood not far from him and looked at him quietly.

The sunshine outside the window came in, and the cold wind happened to blow on Mo Yan's body. He frowned lightly. Shen Chengjing looked up and saw that he wasn't wearing much clothes. Even she was wearing a coat and a sweater, which was a little cold.

Thinking of this, she lifted her feet, walked forward gently, reached out and closed the window.

Mo Yan opened his eyes and looked at her actions. He saw the boiling water! When she turned around, she saw that he was making tea, and the fragrance of green tea filled the room.

"What do you want?" He bowed his head and tasted the tea, but he didn't let her sit down.

Shen Chengjing had been prepared. When he asked, she was still very disappointed! She had heard of Mo Yan for a long time, and knew that he was very strict with everything and everyone. However, when he asked, her heart was still blocked.

"Grandfather."

"Answer me, what do you want?" He took a sip of tea and put it heavily on the table. The tea spilled out and wet his glasses.

He reached for his handkerchief and wiped it gently.

"I want to be with ah Chen. No matter in background or family background, I can't compare with Mohism! But I want to prove that I'm not bad compared with those officials. Please give me time to prove that I can be worthy of him. " She didn't know how to say it, but she wanted to say it for a long time.

What if the door is not in charge? Even if there is no family background, no back, she also wants to work hard with her own efforts.

Mo Yan didn't say a word. He got up and went to his desk. He took out something and handed it to him.

She took it and saw that it was a check! The o written on it scared her a lot. She counted it, a billion!

"What do you mean, grandfather?" She didn't understand. What does it mean to give her a check of 1 billion? Want to drive her away, or let her leave Mo Yanchen?

She once naively thought that as long as they work hard, they will always admit themselves and be with him! That's why she won't allow him to hold the wedding now. She doesn't feel inferior, but she wants to be strong.

"You Shen group, the initial estimate, is not worth 1 billion. If you take this money, you can save Shen's group. If you don't want to, even if you want to create a company, it's more than enough. " Mo Yan stood in front of her and looked down at her.

There is a sense of shame, although her parents died, but she did not see money life! Even if pan Ru and Shen Zhicai deduct her living expenses, when they want to force her to leave, she will bear it. With her own hands, she keeps working and makes herself live to the present

PS: Peony thinks it's important to say it three times. Peony does not write abusive writing. This is a favorite writing, a Shuang writing, a favorite writing + Shuang writing. Ah Chen is the leader I was born in two months. How can I give up? I'm not a stepmother. I'm my own mother. Ha ha.