The national school idol is a girl

However.

No.

This night.

The lights in Bo's house are still dim.

Qin Mo took a box of pastries that had expired and put the things aside.

The young blond butler stood beside him.

Because I was always looking for someone, I didn't even pick up the newspaper in the mailbox.

The atmosphere in the An family has never been so low.

My young master has not eaten for two days.

The young blond butler couldn't wait any longer and called Chairman An.

After hearing the news, Chairman An put down the work at hand and planned to rush here.

But there is a large meeting at hand that really cannot be postponed.

So five days later.

Chairman An just flew over.

During this period, he had a video chat with his grandson.

I also understand that if he doesn’t fly over, something might really happen.

Qin Mo still looked like that, nothing could be seen from the surface.

Rather than saying that he couldn't see anything, it was better to say that there was one thing he refused to admit.

Obviously he has noticed something, but he refuses to admit it.

Children are almost always like this.

Looking forward to grasping some hope.

Mr. An used to think that his grandson would not be like this.

But when he saw his grandson in front of him, he realized it.

In front of the person he likes, he is no different from an ordinary child.

Five days passed.

All the New Year's goods that Qin Mo brought back specially for a certain little tiger could no longer be eaten.

He still remembers when he was going back to China.

The little tiger curled up into a ball and lay in his suitcase. With big tiger eyes, she asked him if he could check her back with him.

Why not try harder at that time?

When Qin Mo asked himself, his lips turned a little white.

After meeting his grandson, Mr. An first let the kitchen cook, then sighed and said, "I will try to contact your Uncle Bo."

Grandpa's return did give Qin Mo some hope.

He has been waiting for this day.

When Mr. An called, there was no connection there, so he had to pay people to investigate, but nothing was found.

The only result was that the account of the villa next to him was transferred to him at some point.

When he knew this, Mr. An probably already understood what was going on.

The Bo family left.

Something big must have happened.

Even Mr. An, who has a long-lasting friendship with Mr. Bo, does not have the address of the castle.

So he couldn't find the Bo family.

How to explain this to my grandson is a question.

Mr. An never thought it would end like this.

A lot has changed since my grandson met Jiu.

Probably too much has changed.

So much so that when instead of reading a book, he picked up a game controller to play games.

Mr. An even paused.

Because his grandson's back was facing him, the little figure sat on the ground and put down the game controller in his hand.

The voice is still weak.

"Grandpa, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't be so proud."

"I know clearly that she can only play with her small keyboard, play games, and write programs, but she doesn't know anything about the world, yet I'm still waiting for her to apologize to me."

"Grandpa, tell Uncle Bo that I know I was wrong. Ask him to return the little tiger. This time I will raise her well. Even if she wants to play with little William next door, I won't care. If she does, I'll break Little William's legs."

"Grandpa, I was wrong."

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