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Chapter 445 Kid, call me Grandpa

Seeing that Chi Moqing remained silent for a long time, Yan Zuozuo felt even more guilty. She timidly reached out and tugged at Chi Moqing's sleeve, "Honey, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry, okay? I'll be careful in the future, please..."

Seeing Yan Zuozuo's worried expression, Chi Moqing realized how much his silence had worried her. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, stroking her back repeatedly. "Silly girl, I'm too busy worrying about you to be angry. But..."

Yan Zuozuo's heart skipped a beat: "What?"

"I will never be angry with you. You don't need to hide it from me or worry, okay?"

Yan Zuozuo was stunned for a moment, then hugged Chi Moqing tightly, "Husband, I know, I know, thank you."

Knowing how much Chi Moqing cared for her, she suffered terribly from not daring to speak up. She wasn't sure if he would be angry or disappointed in her, and she was restless every night. Now, she finally felt relieved, her eyes glistening with tears. Her husband truly loved and doted on her, and she would never hide anything from him again.

Sniffing, Yan Zuozuo said, "I promise you, but you also have to promise me that you will tell me whether it's good news or bad news, otherwise I will just be confused and worried."

"Okay." Chi Moqing's eyes were filled with tenderness.

It's unclear who started it, but soon the two of them were lying on the sofa, the air thick with a sweet and ambiguous atmosphere.

Jingle Bell!

Chi Moqing's phone interrupted their intimacy at the worst possible time. It was thanks to the phone, otherwise, given the atmosphere just now, Chi Moqing might have lost control.

He sighed inwardly, gave a helpless bitter laugh, and then answered the phone, "General Ikegami, it's been so many years. How have you been?"

Chi Moqing frowned. That voice...

"Haha, you don't remember the old man, do you? Snowden, we used to deal with each other back then."

Chi Moqing was taken aback. Snowden, the patriarch of the French Bourbon family, a famous political leader, also had another identity: Fisher's grandfather.

"Mr. Snowden, it's been a long time. I heard you've come to China. When would I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

"Haha, you're getting better and better at talking. You've been all lovey-dovey with that girl Zuo Zuo lately, you don't have time to have dinner with this old man."

Chi Moqing knew that Snowden had met Yan Zuozuo, but he wasn't sure of his intentions. He smiled and said, "Mr. Snowden, you flatter me. May I ask what brings you here?"

Snowden was a great help when the French were working together to take down drug cartels. Although they didn't keep in touch often, they were quite compatible and had a close friendship despite their age difference.

"Stop calling me Mr. Snowden like that, it's like I don't know my own name. Zuo Zuo calls me Grandpa, you should call me that too," Mr. Snowden said directly.

Chi Moqing raised an eyebrow. "Grandpa? That's an interesting way to address him."

"What, you still don't want to call me?" Snowden turned around unhappily like a child. "I don't want to talk to you. Give the phone to my granddaughter, I'll talk to Xiao Zuo Zuo."

Chi Moqing smiled wryly: "Alright, Grandpa, please wait a moment."

Upon hearing Chi Moqing call him "Grandpa," Snowden immediately beamed. Soon after, he heard Yan Zuozuo's sweet voice, and his smile widened even more. "Girl, how have you been lately? I heard you're pregnant. When are you going to let Grandpa see you? Oh, there's no time like the present, let's do it today. What do you say, girl?"

Yan Zuozuo genuinely liked this childlike old man and chuckled, "As long as Grandpa is happy."

"Then it's settled. Come out and greet Grandpa, I'm right at the door."

Yan Zuozuo stared wide-eyed in astonishment, looking up at Chi Moqing. Of course, Chi Moqing had also heard Snowden's words, and was utterly dumbfounded. He got up and went to open the door.

Snowden stood there expectantly, while his bodyguards carried large bags and packages, as if they were moving the entire shopping mall into their homes.

Snowden had assumed Yan Zuozuo would open the door, and had even prepared a smiling face. But to his surprise, when the door opened, he was met with Chi Moqing's unchanging, icy expression.

Wasting emotions...

He snorted and walked inside: "Where's my little girl? Little girl, little girl, Grandpa's here..."

"Grandpa!" Yan Zuozuo quickly came over and saw Snowden with a big smile on his face, practically beaming.

Chi Moqing shook his head helplessly. Was there really such a big difference in treatment?

Snowden and Yan Zuozuo sat on one side chatting happily, while Chi Moqing sat on the other side, still looking as serious and imposing as ever. He glanced at Snowden inadvertently; he hadn't changed much since he last saw him a few years ago, but unlike his tense expression back then, he now looked like a friendly old man next door when he saw Yan Zuozuo.

His eyes darkened as rumors flashed through his mind. He pursed his lips; if those rumors were true, there were some things he needed to think about carefully.

"Huh? You're not welcoming this old man? Not even a smile." Snowden glared at him.

Chi Moqing raised an eyebrow. They were having a good chat, and it was rare that he still remembered him. Before he could speak, Yan Zuozuo quickly said, "Grandpa, Moqing is just like this. He's cold to everyone. Please bear with him."

Snowden glanced at Yan Zuozuo with a teasing smile, "Girl, you're being too unreserved. Grandpa's still here, and look how protective you are of your own."

"..." Chi Moqing's lips twitched. What does "protecting one's own" mean? Old sir, do you even know how to use words?

"However, this kid is indeed a talent, and the girl has good taste," Snowden said with a chuckle, taking a sip of tea.

After being praised by Snowden, Yan Zuozuo was both amused and exasperated. "Grandpa, you flatter me."

"It's not an overstatement, Grandpa is just telling the truth. Go back and ask my two grandsons, I haven't praised either of them. It's not shameful for the second son to lose to this kid."

When Fisher was mentioned, Yan Zuozuo's smile softened, and she secretly glanced at Chi Moqing.

Snowden sighed, "We're all family here, so I won't hold back." He looked at Chi Moqing, then at Yan Zuozuo, and sighed again, "To be honest, I don't like Fisher staying here all the time, and I don't like his job either. But that kid has been rebellious since he was little, so in the end I could only let him be. Now that's good, he's finally come to his senses and wants to go back, and I can finally relax."

At this point, Snowden paused slightly, "When he gets back, I'll have a good talk with him, whether it's about work or marriage. He's not getting any younger, it's time to settle down."

Snowden's words were strange, and Yan Zuozuo didn't know how to interpret them for a moment. Was he telling them to rest assured that Fisher wouldn't bother them anymore, or was he telling them that their grandson had no shortage of women and that she should regret it? Or perhaps, there was something else behind it? Yan Zuozuo didn't understand; their words were too profound for her to comprehend.

Chi Moqing, however, remained silent, creating an awkward atmosphere.

Snowden coughed twice and changed the subject back to Yan Zuozuo's stomach, "I heard you're pregnant again, how many months along are you?"

"Two months." Yan Zuozuo looked down at her belly and smiled sweetly.

Snowden shook his head as he spoke: "Hmm, this kid is lucky. He has two sons and now his wife is pregnant. Unlike me, my two grandsons are useless, and I can't even hold one of their babies."

Yan Zuozuo chuckled: "There's an old Chinese saying that good things come to those who wait. Maybe one day Grandpa will hold several of them at once, and then you might get annoyed."

"I only get annoyed by those two good-for-nothing grandsons. I don't get annoyed by my daughter and her daughter's daughter," Snowden said cheerfully. "Daughter, I brought you some prenatal nutrition supplements this time. They were all air-freighted. Take a look and see which flavor you like. Grandpa will bring you more often from now on."

Before Yan Zuozuo could speak, Snowden had his bodyguards open all the food, drinks, and supplies he had brought, looking like he was showing off his treasures and waiting to be praised.

Yan Zuozuo stared at the huge pile in front of her, her jaw practically dropping to the floor. "Grandpa, isn't this too much?"

"Not much, not much. If the plane hadn't been so small, I would have brought more things with me." Snowden pulled Yan Zuozuo aside and introduced her one by one, like an old man who doted on his granddaughter, completely lacking the profound wisdom, unfathomable aura, and invincible presence of the legends.

Yan Zuozuo was overwhelmed by the information and quickly said, "Grandpa, I can understand all of this. I'll tell you after I've used it. Please sit down and rest for a while. I'll go make you some tea." With that, she took the teapot to the kitchen.

It must have been really tough on the old lady, having to explain so many things to her one by one. She poured the water and was just about to leave when she saw Snowden looking at Chi Moqing with a serious expression, as if they were discussing something important.

She paused, then pulled her foot back.

In the living room, Snowden and Chi Moqing sat facing each other. Snowden spoke, "Since you call me Grandpa, I won't stand on ceremony and will call you Moqing. So, I heard that Zuo Zuo got involved with some high-ranking officials because of the design drawings?"

Chi Moqing's eyes flickered: "That's true."

Snowden nodded: "Is there anything I can help you with? I'm your grandfather, so feel free to ask if you need anything. Anyone who wronged my girl, I'll make them apologize to her with their heads on the ground!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Grandpa, but I don't need it for the time being."

Snowden laughed: "No wonder the girl has her eye on him, he's responsible and has guts, and Grandpa likes him too!"

Chi Moqing smiled faintly and took a sip of tea. He believed that what Snowden wanted to tell him was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

really……

Not long after, Snowden spoke again, "I've lived my whole life, been a politician my whole life, and I've never admired many people, but you, Chi Moqing, are one of them."

He's so young, yet incredibly capable!

Chi Moqing nodded slightly: "Grandpa, you flatter me."

"No need to be modest with your grandfather, it's my honor to have a grandson-in-law like you." Snowden waved his hand, took a sip of his drink, and then said, "I heard that my good-for-nothing grandson caused you a lot of trouble this time?"

A sharp glint flashed in Chi Moqing's eyes, and he immediately understood. "The past is the past. Zuo Zuo and I visited your grandson a few days ago. He will probably need to rest for a while longer."

Hearing Chi Moqing say this, Snowden breathed a sigh of relief. "As expected of someone who can accomplish great things, he has a broad mind and great character."

Chi Moqing smiled but remained silent, which made Snowden feel somewhat awkward.

"Ahem!" He coughed lightly. "Where's the design project going? I heard this prince's girlfriend has quite a background. Can you handle her?"

Chi Moqing nodded: "It's alright for now. There are some instructions from above, but they don't hinder the investigation."

Snowden pondered for a moment. Before coming, he had heard that the prince's girlfriend was not to be trifled with. She was said to be a relative of the person second only to the emperor. If that person wanted to make a move, things might get complicated.