บท 1053: The Art of Conspiracy Is Not Ethical!

On the following morning, Wen Xinya moved to the Mo Family home with her luggage.

Uncle Zhang, Mother He, and Mother Jiang were thrilled to hear that she would be moving into the Mo Family home.

Wen Xinya instinctively looked around and asked, "Where's Grampy? Why don't I see him?"

At this timing, Old Mr. Mo would usually be sitting by the coffee table drinking some tea or fiddling with the chessboard.

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Old Zhong is in the study with Old Mr. Mo."

Old Mr. Mo had been treasuring the paintings and calligraphy pieces that Wen Xinya gave him. He would take them out and scrutinize them in awe every day. He would even show off to his friends. Recently, many of his friends, including Old Mr. Zhong, had shown their admiration for the pieces.

In high spirits, Wen Xinya asked, "Is Grandpa Zhong here? I'll go upstairs and take a look."