Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"It's just right, let's eat together." Mr. Jun asked someone to add a pair of chopsticks.

Jun Qing took his seat, looked at Wen Xiaoai, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ai, right?"

"Yeah." Wen Xiaoai nodded and responded, not annoying Jun Qing.

Because it’s Jun Moyan’s father, of course the main reason is that he will not be like Jun Wuhao’s bad guy.

"I'm Mo Yan's father." Jun Qing introduced himself.

He knew that he owed this little son too much, so he never asked him anything, and even treated him politely sometimes.

Because he has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, he is not qualified to speak to him as a father.

"I know."

"What happened tonight, Uncle I am sorry that you and Mo Yan were wronged." Jun Qing said, looking at Jun Mo Yan with some guilt.

"I'm not wronged, Jun Mo Yan was wronged." Wen Xiaoai looked at the silent Jun Mo Yan and wronged him.

"Jun Moyan is so good, you don't like him, I like him."

No one likes Jun Mo Yan, so no one will rob her.

"..." Jun Qing looked at Jun Moyan, who had been silent and expressionless, lowered his head in shame, and his mood became heavy.

"Okay, let's eat." Mr. Jun said to ease the atmosphere.

"Xiao Ai, eat more, you are growing up."

"Okay." Wen Xiaoai gave Jun Mo Yan a dish, and learned the tone of the old man: "Xiao Junjun, you should also eat more and grow your body."

Mr. Jun was amused by her, and Jun Qing also smiled.

"Grandpa, in the future, Jun Moyan and I will often come to dine with you and your second brother. We will eat here. If you want Jun Moyan, you can visit us in Wuyuan. I will let Xiaocha make a lot of delicious food for you. Yes, the meal made by Xiaocha is delicious."

"Good, good." The old man nodded with a smile.

It's been a long time since I was so happy. Mo Yan is a blessing for several generations to be able to meet such a good girl.

The meal was a pleasant one.

After the meal, Jun Qing wanted to talk to Jun Moyan, and Jun Moyan happened to be looking for him.

The two stood in front of the French window that Jun Wuchen liked the most.

Jun Qing spoke first.

"This girl is very nice. If you have plans to get married, Dad will definitely support you."

"..." Jun Mo Yan didn't say aloud, but looked out the window quietly, and listened carefully to the voices of Wen Xiaoai and Mr. Jun.

"Daddy will tell your grandma about Ji Hongyan."

"..."

Seeing Jun Moyan still silent, Jun Qing sighed slightly.

"You have to take care of yourself when you are outside. Grandpa and Wuchen Dad will take care of them. Don't worry."

"..."

"If you have time, take Xiao Ai to see your mother and show your mother."

Speaking of his mother, Jun Moyan's eyes finally changed slightly.

He opened his mouth and said, "When I was born, was the weather bad?"

His eyes looked out the window from beginning to end, not looking at Jun Qing.

"It was just a few days of heavy rain."

"What about the crow?" Jun Moyan's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about something that was irrelevant and irrelevant.

"That's because your grandma is too superstitious, don't worry about it."

Jun Qing was a little surprised why he suddenly asked these questions. Could it be that his grandmother really influenced him so much that he had an unknown person as soon as he met, and what caused him psychological problems?

But to be honest, the sight of those seven days can be said to be unprecedented, strange, and even shocking.