บท 891: Mo Er's Marriage?

Exactly as the saying goes, concern leads to chaos.

"Alright, alright, let's not dwell on this. It's not important at all. Let's go out first. If you're not hungry, I'm hungry!"

Looking at the time, it was almost noon.

Taking the elevator from the basement up, Jiang Tingxu went back to the master bedroom while he went to the bedroom beside to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, the couple went downstairs.

Uncle Jin was at the door of the kitchen. With sharp eyes, he saw the both of them coming down:

"Young Master, Young Madam, you can eat soon."

Jiang Tingxu glanced downstairs:

"Uncle Jin, where's Grandpa? Is he still fishing?" Jiang Tingxu asked.

"No, no. He was fishing before, but then he went out to play chess with Old Master Cao living next door."

Two chess baskets. It seemed that they really played chess every day.

The corner of Mo Boyuan's mouth twitched:

"I'll go find Grandpa and come back."