Chapter 26: Chapter 26: The Adopted Grandson (2)
When others talk about having a al, it's always a happy thing, but for Mo Han, having a al with these two is nothing but a headache.
On one hand, he has to keep the old man happy, and on the other, make sure the two don't end up bickering, which is indeed a taxing task.
However, it's better now; when the old man talks, Rui mostly listens quietly without expressing any opinions.
"How about we have so drinks. Just eating like this is too boring," the old man suggested.
Honestly, it's been a long ti since he had a drink, and he really craved it.
"Grandpa, the doctor said you can't drink."
Beichen Rui refused without a second thought.
"Just because the doctor said, I can't? Having just a little bit won't cause any trouble."
The old man glared at Beichen Rui, quite displeased. The latter stood his ground.
Back in the UK, when the doctor said he couldn't drink, this brat took away all the alcohol around. He even told the maids that anyone who gave him alcohol would be fired.
At that ti, the old man was extrely angry and didn't speak to him for days.
The old man liked drinking when he was young, and when he reached middle age, he was diagnosed with hypertension.
The doctor then forbade him from drinking.
Thinking about it, it's been ages since he last had a drink.
With these thoughts, he looked at Beichen Rui with slightly softened eyes, "Just a little bit."
"No way."
Beichen Rui refused; when he says no, it ans no.
"You..."
The old man was so angry, he just huffed and glared.
"You brat, don't think that just because you're grown up that you can control . Let
tell you, when I was building the Beichen family empire, you were still in open-crotch pants."
"Still can't drink."
Beichen Rui remained unaffected, lazily leaning against the chair with a graceful posture.
He's heard these words countless tis and has beco immune.
"Don't think that since you've grown up, I won't dare to discipline you."
Saying so, he was about to grab the cane to hit him. Mo Han quickly intercepted.
In fact, the old man didn't really intend to hit him because he knew Mo Han would stop him.
He watched his grandson grow up; how could he bring himself to do it?
He just wanted to scare him a bit.
Unfortunately, his grandson just doesn't respond to hard and soft tactics alike.
Every ti he sees that brat Beichen Rui acting all arrogant, it makes him furious.
He looks just like himself back in the day.
Wild. Untad.
His hand was caught, yet his eyes still glared, "Will you let
drink or not?"
"No, the doctor said..."
"I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice; don't you think I know my own body?"
Today, he was determined to drink, no matter what.
"Then if your stomach hurts later, don't co whining to ,"
Beichen Rui remarked calmly.
He rembered once when the old man didn't listen and secretly had so drinks. Later that night, he was in stomach pain.
At around midnight, he ran to Beichen Rui's room complaining about the stomach pain.
At that ti, Beichen Rui was quite scared, thinking he had eaten sothing bad and quickly called the family doctor.
After the doctor's examination, it was found that the old man had secretly drunk alcohol.
Ever since then, the old man was compliant for a while but didn't stay obedient for long.
One night, unable to resist, he went to the wine cabinet to get a drink, only to be caught red-handed by Beichen Rui who ca downstairs for water.
He refused to admit it, even accusing Beichen Rui of bullying the older generation.
From then on, no alcohol could be found in the Beichen family, not even fruit wine or rice wine.
If guests ca over, they'd go to the underground wine cellar; normally, there was no alcohol in the villa.
Because of this, the old man held a grudge against Beichen Rui for quite a long ti.
Having his embarrassnt exposed, the old man's face flushed with frustration.
Now he didn't expect to drink but just wanted to find a way to let the matter pass.
Mo Han, seeming to understand the old man's thoughts, quickly stepped in to ease the situation.
"Since the doctor advised against it, Grandpa, let's skip the drinks today. Let's eat, eat."
"Fine, I won't argue with this brat."
He snorted coldly as he lowered his head to eat and stopped looking at Beichen Rui.
"Grandpa, eat more."
Beichen Rui picked up his chopsticks and helped the old man with so food.
This ti, as soon as the food was in the bowl, the old man disdainfully pushed it to the side.
Beichen Rui, not one to give up, gestured to Mo Han with his eyes.
The latter also picked up so food and placed it in the old man's bowl.
This ti, the old man didn't push the food away as before and graciously lifted the chopsticks to eat.
Beichen Rui watched, twitching his lips.
Mo Han should be your real grandson, right? I must have been picked up by you.
Such differential treatnt, was it really necessary...
Looking at Mo Han, as if to question why.
Mo Han shrugged, indicating he didn't know.
Bro, I'm human, not a god. How can I know everything...
After the three finished eating, Beichen Rui told the old man that there was sothing at the office, and he had to head back.
"Go ahead, at least my ears will be spared. I fear seeing you will make
eat two bowls less."
Turning to Mo Han, the previous disdainful look vanished, replaced by a gentle smile.
"Ah Han, co ho and chat with
when you have ti. And if that brat bullies you, just tell , and watch how I deal with him."
He finished with a fierce glance at Beichen Rui.
The latter remained indifferent as if he didn't see it, his expression unchanged.
Like I'd dare complain. Your grandson would kill ...
Mo Han looked skyward in resignation, feeling that these two were just too much.
It wasn't just the daily bickering, but pulling him in as a scapegoat was next level.
"Grandpa, you have a good rest. I'll visit when I have ti..."
Before he could finish, Beichen Rui wrapped his arm around his shoulder and headed outside.
Mo Han, caught off guard, nearly stumbled.
Finally steadying himself, he let this young master lead him out of the restaurant.
Once in the car, neither spoke until they arrived at the Beichen Building.
Beichen Rui opened the door and got out without looking back, striding toward the elevator.
Mo Han parked the car and returned to the lobby, but Beichen Rui was nowhere to be seen.
He sighed helplessly.
He called the elevator to the top floor and went up.
It was now 1:30 in the afternoon. Break ti. The secretariat was empty.
Passing by Ye Xinluo's desk, he paused.
Looking at that spot, he smiled.
...
The employee cafeteria.
Ye Xinluo and Lan Shan were having lunch.
Apart from them, two other colleagues sat at the table, one nad Yu Tian and the other Jiang Yue.
It was said that Jiang Yue had an unusual background.
Apparently, she was the mayor's niece.
Quite a big deal. Dominated the company, disregarding others, with an air of queenly arrogance.
Ye Xinluo didn't like dealing with the wealthy. She ate quietly, saying nothing during the whole al.
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