The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2389 Jealousy flying
She opened her eyes wide, letting the tears well in their sockets and not rolling down.

When I was young, the adults of the two families were busy working hard in their careers. It can be said that Mo Xiaobai was brought up by Qi Shaochen's grandmother.

The bits and pieces of those years, like old soup that warms the stomach, nourished Mo Xiaobai in his childhood.

After meeting Qi Shaochen, Mo Xiaobai was out of his mind, and even Meng Zhanyang had been staring at her without realizing it.

Think about your own thoughts.

She could be ruthless to the rest of the Qi family, but Qi's grandma alone could not.

The grandma of the Qi family really loves her and loves her. She has raised her fat and fat all those years, and they all say that the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, but she has never done anything for the grandma of the Qi family who has taken care of her for many years.

"Grandma was diagnosed with lymphoma, and there are not many days left!" Qi Shaochen's words echoed in his ears, and tears filled his eyes.

Rubbing his eyes, he turned his gaze, and looked at Meng Zhanyang with probing eyes.

Mo Xiaobai twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, lowered his head and continued to look at the report in his hand that had not been turned over for half an hour.

"I don't want my subordinates to affect their work because of personal issues!" Meng Zhanyang took out the report from Mo Xiaobai's hand and slapped it on the table: "Don't think about personal matters when you are working."

"I'm sorry!" Mo Xiaobai knew he was wrong, and he honestly admitted his mistake without arguing with Meng Zhanyang.

Unaccustomed to meekness.

Meng Zhanyang's eyes were deep, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said with a sneer: "Qi Shaochen is really that good, he can charm your soul away just by seeing him."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Zhanyang realized that what was simmering in his heart was sour, which was similar to the taste of vinegar.

Mo Xiaobai was startled, and quickly shook his head: "No, I'm not thinking about him!"

"Then who are you thinking about?" Hearing Mo Xiaobai's categorical denial, and his expression didn't look like he was lying, Meng Zhanyang's mood improved a bit.

"You don't even know me!" Mo Xiaobai picked up the report again: "I'm sorry, I won't be distracted anymore!"

"En!" Meng Zhanyang nodded.

Mo Xiaobai really did not lose his mind as she said. After checking the account of the branch company, it was already 07:30 in the evening, and he didn't even care about eating, so he hurriedly contacted Qi Shaochen to ask about his grandma.

She also thought about it clearly, grandma's time is running out, and she can't do things that she regrets.

It was easy to find Qi Shaochen's number in the call log and dial it.

Five minutes later, she stopped Meng Zhanyang at the bathroom door.

"Boss Meng, can I trouble you?"

"What's the matter?" Meng Zhanyang stared at the anxious Mo Xiaobai and raised his eyebrows.

"I... want to go to Ren'ai Tumor Hospital, can you go with me?"

Although Mo Xiaobai didn't say what she was going to the hospital for, but as smart as Meng Zhanyang, she immediately guessed that she was going to visit a doctor, and the sick person might have a lot to do with her ecstasy in the afternoon.

Meng Zhanyang ignored the internal organs that were protesting, and smiled lightly: "No problem!"

After arriving at Ren'ai Cancer Hospital half an hour later, Qi Shaochen was already waiting at the door.

Seeing Qi Shaochen, Meng Zhanyang couldn't help but frowned. Although he was displeased, he didn't show it. He got out of the car and opened the trunk, and took out the fruit basket and flowers bought on the way.

Without the polite greetings, Mo Xiaobai couldn't wait to ask Qi Shaochen to lead the way.

With trembling hands, he pushed open the half-hidden door, and the old man, whose oil was exhausted on the hospital bed, had a peaceful expression, and his few remaining hairs were already graying.

"Grandma!" With grief welling up in his chest, Mo Xiaobai flew up, hugged the old man on the bed, and cried loudly.

(End of this chapter)