The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 409 Why is he angry?

Yan Zhixin wanted to say a lot to him, but with his expression, she didn't know how to speak.

The two walked out the door in silence.

For some reason, the further he walked, the more Yan Zhixin felt the coldness on his body. It seemed that every step he took, the sheepskin took off an inch. When he got to the car door, he was no longer the gentle and humble student in Grandpa's eyes, but Mo Junting, the young master of Bingshan. .

The strong sense of oppression hit her, and she was a little afraid to approach him.

When he got to the car door, he didn't say a word, nor did he look at her, he was about to get in the car.

"Brother Mo Mo," Yan Zhixin gritted her teeth, and called out the man.

The man glanced sideways at her.

This look, filled with frosty air, was very cold and ruthless.

Seeing his gaze like this, Yan Zhixin almost choked up, and said embarrassingly, "Thank you for doing so much for my grandfather."

After the words fell, his eyes became colder.

The frost turned into ice and snow in a second, almost freezing to death.

He stared at her closely, and almost uttered a sentence like gnashing his teeth: "This is the only thing you want to say?"

Yan Zhixin was confused for a moment: "Huh?"

Mo Junting said clearly, "He is your grandfather and my teacher."

After speaking, get in the car, start it, and spray her with car exhaust.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She was sure he was angry.

But why is he angry?

After wiping her face, Yan Zhixin turned around and walked back, suddenly there was a voice in front of her, she looked up, and saw a foreign old man with gray hair and gray beard walking towards her with a cool face on a skateboard.

Yan Zhixin quickly avoided to the side.

But when the old man passed by her, he jumped up with a "click", took the skateboard in his hand, landed easily, and asked in a foreign language with a smile: "Little beauty, what is your relationship with that young master?" ?”

Yan Zhixin didn't know his identity, so she said vaguely, "It doesn't matter."

"I don't believe it. I saw it just now. He personally welcomed you in. I have lived here for several years, and I haven't seen anyone greeted by him in person." The old man said while recalling the past, "I think back then, I When he came in, he said one word, do you know what the word is?"

Yan Zhixin blinked: "What word?"

The old man snorted angrily, "Yeah!"

"You're so humorous." Yan Zhixin smiled "puchi" and waved at him, "I'm going back, goodbye."

The old man watched her walk away, rubbed his chin and said "Tsk", "Suddenly I really want to make a small report, what should I do?"

Yan Zhixin returned to the villa, drank the jet lag drink that Ling Feng prepared before leaving, washed up and climbed to bed.

But she didn't know if it was because of the jet lag, or because Mo Junting was inexplicably angry, she tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Junting really did a lot for her and for his grandfather.

Moreover, he never thought of asking her to pay.

Otherwise, he would not have reached this level at all.

Just, why is he angry?

The whole family didn't seem to have said anything excessive to him!

It's hard to guess a man's mind.

After thinking about it, Yan Zhixin decided to ask expert Lin Lan to clarify her doubts, and quickly edited a message and sent it out.

However, this time, Lin Lan, who is known for her quick response to messages, did not reply for a long time.

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips helplessly, buried her face in the pillow, and fell asleep.

After sleeping until dinner time, she got up and picked up her phone, and Lin Lan finally replied.

[So decadent but still Queen Lan: "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! How can anyone be so thankful? You have to take some practical action!"]

(End of this chapter)