Sweet Wife Trainer

Chapter 290 The Boss is Not Small, It’s Time to Settle Down 2
Lin Cha glanced at it and then looked away silently. Grandpa is very picky about brushes, so he won't throw away the brushes he used, but will keep them well.

So... Grandpa Qin was obviously cheated.

"This is fake." Qin Moshang said coldly

"Fake?" Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "Who says it's fake! It's true!"

"Master Su never loses his brush, and it's not like you don't know it, so why deceive yourself and others." Qin Moshang said mercilessly

"Hmph! Maybe I lost this one!" Mr. Qin snorted proudly

Carefully put away the brush again.

"Cough" Lin Cha coughed lightly, "Grandpa Lin,...Master Su really doesn't lose his writing brushes, and his writing brushes are engraved with his name and will be painted with gold lacquer. You don't seem to have one on it."

Old Master Qin was stunned for a moment, then hastily took out the brush and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, there was no name on it.

"Hmph! That bastard dared to lie to me!" Mr. Qin angrily threw the writing brush that he regarded as a treasure a minute ago on the desk
"Grandpa Qin, if you like Master Su's writing brush, I'll give you one next time." Seeing the old man's angry and sad appearance, Lin Cha couldn't bear to say

"Send it to me?" Mr. Qin obviously didn't believe it. "I can't even get Master Su's writing brush, so how can you get it?"

"Chacha didn't lie to you." Qin Moshang said calmly, "Master Su Yuchuan is Chacha's grandfather."

"What?" Mr. Qin swayed in shock, or else his legs would be crippled, and he might jump up excitedly

"Yes, Su Yuchuan is my grandfather." Lin Cha nodded with a sweet smile on his face, "Next time I will help you ask my grandfather for a writing brush."

"Hahaha." Mr. Qin didn't respond, but laughed excitedly.
Then he looked at Qin Moshang, and finally didn't hate him, and said with a rare kindness, "The only thing you did right in your life, you brat, was to abduct Master Su's granddaughter into my old Qin's house."

From now on, he and Master Su will be in-laws.

"Yeah." Qin Moshang was not angry, he just nodded his head in agreement.
He also felt that the most correct thing he did in his life was to abduct Chacha.

"Oh!" Old Master Qin looked at Lin Cha's eyes gleaming, "Can Xiaocha also write calligraphy?"

"Well, a little bit, the writing is not good." Lin Cha nodded obediently
"Come on, write it to grandpa." Mr. Qin said immediately
Lin Cha had no choice but to rush the ducks to the shelves and start writing.

Within a day, I picked up the brush for the second time.

"Good!" Mr. Qin stared straight at Lin Cha's handwriting, and praised him endlessly
She really deserves to be the granddaughter of Master Su, this word is really well written.

"Let him get excited by himself for a while, let's come out first." Qin Moshang took Lin Cha's hand and led her out of the study

"Does Grandpa Qin like calligraphy?" Lin Cha asked curiously

"Yes." Qin Moshang nodded slightly, "The old man went to the battlefield when he was young, and he was a soldier all his life. The last time, his leg was blown off."

"Since then, he has been free, writing and reading books all day long."

"Your grandfather's calligraphy is his favorite and most appreciated."

"Grandpa Qin is very powerful." After hearing this, Lin Cha's admiration for Grandpa Qin increased a little.

In the study, Old Master Qin admired Lin Cha's writing for a long time, and finally decided to find someone to frame it and hang it on the wall.

Then he picked up the phone on the side and called his old friends one by one.

"Oh! Old Gu, my second boy brought his girlfriend back today. Tsk, a very nice little girl is the granddaughter of Master Su Yuchuan. The handwriting is also very beautiful. Come to me some other day and I will show you look."

"Hahaha, Lao Xia, Master Su Yuchuan's granddaughter has become my granddaughter-in-law, that brat has done the right thing in his life."

"Old Zhang, let me tell you something..."

……

After a while, old master Qin's friends in the circle all knew that Qin Moshang, a bachelor of ten thousand years, had found a girlfriend, who was also the granddaughter of calligraphy master Su Yuchuan.

I was envious for a while.

This is really nothing but a blockbuster!
After finishing the phone call and showing off, the old man happily left the study.

Qin Moshang was taking Lin Cha to look at the photos in his room.

Lin Cha was facing a photo of him with a pigtail when he was two years old, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's fine." Qin Moshang's face was not very good-looking.

"Hahahaha, why did you have such long hair when you were young!" Lin Cha laughed so hard that tears almost came out
"My mother wants a daughter, so she won't let me cut my hair." Qin Moshang said expressionlessly

Later, the family of the uncle who was still working abroad moved back to Beijing, and the girl Qin Xia also came.

He had finally escaped his fucking grasp.

"Pfft..." Lin Cha laughed out loud.
I can't imagine Qin Moshang's braided hair when he was a child.

"Baby" Qin Moshang frowned, threw Lin Cha onto the bed, and frowned threateningly, "Stop laughing."

"Okay." Lin Cha nodded, and laughed again in the next second, "Hahaha, I really can't help it."

Qin Moshang's face darkened in an instant, and he lowered his head to cover Lin Chayanhong's small mouth.

In the room where he lived since he was a child, with Nephrite in his arms, Qin Moshang was a little distracted.

Lin Cha naturally sensed the change in him, and was so frightened that he obediently didn't dare to move.

This is the first time... the first time I feel his change.

"Baby" Qin Moshang tried hard to suppress the hotness and desire deep in his body, and looked at Lin Cha with deep eyes, "Don't mess with me."

"I...I didn't mess with you." Lin Cha swallowed nervously

Even knowing that Qin Moshang would not do anything to her, she was still nervous.

Qin Moshang stood up annoyed, and took another look at Lin Cha who was curled up on his bed, feeling even more uncomfortable.

"The baby is waiting for me here, I'm going to take a bath."

Throwing a word in a hoarse voice, Qin Moshang hurried into the bathroom.

Lin Cha tidied up her clothes and climbed off the bed.

Hearing the sound of running water coming out of the bathroom, Lin Cha stuck out his tongue guiltily, and picked up the photo album beside him to look through it.

After a while, Qin Moshang came out with his upper body naked, wiping his hair with a towel.

"Why don't you wear clothes?" Lin Cha covered her eyes, her ears were quietly turning red

Qin Moshang chuckled, and glanced at Lin Cha, "I'm wearing pants."

Lin Cha "..."

Just after changing her clothes, Mother Feng knocked on the door outside.

"Master, Miss Lin, dinner is ready."

Qin Moshang pulled Lin Cha out.

Seeing Qin Moshang changed his clothes, Mama Feng showed an ambiguous expression on her face.

Lin Cha's face turned red again, and she pinched Qin Moshang's arm through her clothes.

In the dining room, Mr. Qin looked at Lin Cha cheerfully. Now he only has his grandson in his eyes. As for who the grandson is, I'm sorry, but I don't know him.

"Xiaocha, is your grandfather in good health? Has he stopped writing recently?" Mr. Qin asked earnestly
"Grandpa is in good health." Lin Cha nodded, "I also keep all my writing at home."

"If it's convenient another day, I can visit you and discuss your marriage with Ah Mo." Mr. Qin continued, "A Mo is getting older, so we should hurry up and do everything we need to do."

"Cough cough" Lin Cha coughed violently, "No hurry, no hurry."

"Why are you not in a hurry? You are in a hurry." Mr. Qin said cheerfully

I was in a hurry to see Master Su.

"Let's eat, ignore him." Qin Moshang said lightly, and put a chicken leg into Lin Cha's bowl
"Stinky boy." Mr. Qin said angrily

He turned his head and put a chicken leg into Lin Cha's bowl, smiling kindly, "You look thin, eat more, or your grandfather will feel bad."

Lin Cha "..."

The dinner was spent under the warm hospitality of Mr. Qin, and Lin Cha's stomach was full from eating.

"Why don't you rest here at night, and let's have a good chat about Master Su." Old Master Qin looked at Lin Chadao reluctantly.

"It's late, go to bed early." Qin Moshang didn't give Lin Cha a chance to speak, and directly stuffed her into the car

"Hey! Little Cha! Don't forget my brush." ​​Sitting in a wheelchair, Mr. Qin waved vigorously at Lin Cha

"I remember, Grandpa Qin." Lin Cha nodded obediently
"Okay," Mr. Qin replied with a smile

Seeing that the old man didn't intend to greet him again, Qin Moshang stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.

"Grandpa Qin is very cute." Lin Cha couldn't help smiling as he looked at the old house that was getting farther and farther away.

"The older you get, the weirder your temper becomes." Qin Moshang shook his head
"I'll call my grandfather tomorrow and ask him to send me a writing brush." ​​Lin Cha said with a smile again
"Well, let's add another word, Grandpa Qin will definitely be happy."

　Because I was too sad to see my weight, so I ordered a takeaway silently to comfort myself...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)