Meeting You Is My Simple Happiness

Chapter 259 Guarding her

Zhao Yerong did not see Ye Mu bring a gift box, she only carried a handbag. Zhao Yerong thought Ye Mu didn't prepare anything.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Yerong's voice fell, Ye Mu took out a small box with exquisite packaging from his handbag: "I also prepared a gift for Grandpa, but I don't know if Grandpa likes it..."

With that, she handed the box to the old man.

"Notify you that you are still preparing gifts so late? It took a lot of effort, right?" Looking at Ye Mu's gift box, the old lady said with pity first.

Others gave gifts and didn't see the old lady cherish anyone. Her concern for Ye Mu made the others look at each other. How many of their real family members can't compare to an outsider?

The old man smiled lovingly and took Ye Mu's gift and opened it. The snuff bottle lying in it attracted the attention of a table of people.

"What a beautiful snuff bottle." The old lady turned her head to look over, and was the first to praise her.

The old man didn't speak, but Mo Hong frowned and looked at Ye Mu and said, "I heard that now I'm making a lot of money as an actor. I should have money for a small antique. Why use this kind of thing to fool!"

"Dad, what do you mean?" Mo Moyu's eyes lit up, and he asked Mo Hong with a look of amusement.

Mo Hong sneered: "This is a fake."

Mo Hong has studied these small antiques, and he can tell at a glance whether they are genuine or fake.

"Impossible." Ye Mu frowned and retorted.

How could this be fake? She bought it at auction and spent a lot of money! Moreover, this jade looks really good, how could it be fake?

"Is it possible that I deliberately said that you sent fakes?" Mo Hong didn't like Ye Mu, and he was always rude.

Ye Mu pursed her lips, she frowned, unable to believe that the snuff bottle was fake.

"Yeah, what's there to say." Zhao Yerong smiled lightly, and looked at Mo Hong pretendingly: "Even if it is fake, you can't expose it in person. The first time you come to celebrate the birthday of the old man, you have to give People save some face."

Mo Hong's shoulders shrugged slightly because of a cold snort: "Our Mo family, but the most tolerant place for fake things, how can I correct it without telling it?"

Mo Shen sat beside Ye Mu without speaking. Looking at Mo Hong's arrogant appearance, he smiled and sarcastically said, "You insisted that it was fake. Can I think you are telling lies?"

"I'm telling lies? I have studied these things for so long, so I can't get it wrong." Mo Hong retorted his son's words, feeling colder. What he disliked the most was that Mo Shen helped others to speak.

"A long time of research does not mean an expert, do you have a certificate? Or work in a related company?" Mo Shen raised his eyebrows and asked Mo Hong.

In the entire Mo family, only Mo Shen dared to speak to Mo Hong in such a tone.

Mo Shen's words easily provoke Mo Hong. He wants to have a seizure, but Mo Shen speaks first: "In this regard, Grandpa is an expert and more persuasive than you. If you insist on thinking it is fake, you can ask. Ask Grandpa if it is true or not."

What Mo Shen said made sense, and Mo Hong's anger could not break out for a while. He looked at the old man to verify: "Dad, what do you think?"

He firmly believes that the snuff bottle is fake, and believes that the father's identification result is the same as his own. In the past few years, he hasn't studied less, and he hasn't seen it before. How could he be wrong.

The old man frowned, took the snuff bottle and looked at it carefully for a while, looking very carefully, as if he would not miss any details.

After watching for a long time, his brows gradually stretched, he coughed lightly, and smiled lovingly: "It's true. Isn't this worth a lot of money?"

The last sentence came from the old man asking Ye Mu. It seems that he really likes this snuff bottle.

"No, grandpa likes it." Ye Mu heaved a sigh of relief when it was true. Fortunately, the money was not spent in vain.

Mo Hong firmly believed that he could not read it wrong, and he did not give up: "Dad, take a closer look, how can this be true!"

The old man glanced at Mo Hong and stared at her indifferently: "Well, I said that it is true is true."

"Eating." The old man glanced at the other people on the table again, and ended the topic impatiently.

Ye Mu sat next to him and didn't say anything. As if nothing had happened, Mo Shen picked up food for her: "Eat more."

As soon as his voice fell, someone knocked on the door and entered.

"Grandpa, happy birthday to you." Sun Yaoqi came over with champagne. She put the gift she had prepared on the table and held the champagne as a blessing.

The old man smiled lightly and nodded: "Miss Sun is interested."

"It should." Sun Yaoqi smiled softly and drank the wine in her glass.

After she delivered the things, no one spoke. Her eyes turned towards Mo Shen, and Mo Shen, who was sitting next to Ye Mu, did not put her mind on her at all.

"Yaoqi, let's sit down and eat together." Zhao Yerong pulled Sun Yaoqi into the mouth at the right time.

Zhao Yerong's words made Mo Shen lift her head slightly, but her eyes were really cold. Sun Yaoqi didn't have the courage to sit down. All the Mo family members were here. She was a nameless outsider who sat down, and her face was too thick.

"No, I'm just here to give Grandpa a present." Sun Yaoqi said softly and said goodbye: "Then I will go out first."

The sound of Sun Yaoqi's high-heeled shoes rubbing the ground sounded in the room again. Ye Mu raised her head and Sun Yaoqi was looking at her. The two eyes collided, and there was a spark in an instant.

Every time I ate with the Mo family, it was depressing, and it was the same this time. After the birthday feast was over, Ye Mu got into the car and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After Mo Shen started the car, she leaned on the seat and opened her eyes slightly. The car was already driving in the opposite direction of home. Ye Mu asked quickly, "Where are we going?"

"Choose a gift for Grandpa." Mo Shen answered Ye Mu.

"Pick a present for grandpa..." Isn't it past my birthday today? Besides, didn't they prepare gifts?

No one else was present, and Mo Shen didn't lie to her, saying, "That snuff bottle is fake."

"..." Ye Mu's curious eyes widened blankly: "Then what..."

Since it's fake, why does the old man have to be true?

Ye Mu looked at Mo Shen, Mo Shen looked back at her, his eyes met, Ye Mu understood what it meant to come over.

Grandpa said it was true because of Mo Shen's reminder that he intended to protect her.

"It turned out to be a fake." Ye Mu bowed his head and murmured a little disappointedly: "It took a lot of money to shoot, I thought it would be real."

She blamed herself for the first time she gave the old man a gift, but she actually bought a fake.

"It's okay, I'll let Yan Qi return the snuff bottle for you." Mo Shen didn't want her to blame too much, so he raised his hand and touched her head soothingly.

Ye Mu responded, but he was a little depressed. If the old man didn't help her, the Mo family must think that she deliberately used fakes to fool them.

(End of this chapter)