Page 376 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Gu Mochen’s thin lips curled slightly as he spoke nonchalantly.

"Old Master, Mr. Qin... don’t be angry with Young Master Qin."

"You are too polite, Mr. Gu."

"Hmm."

...

Qin’s mother, on the other hand, was playing with Jian Ran and Tang Bao.

Looking at the little girl’s delicate and lovely appearance, she couldn’t help but feel emotional.

When she saw the news, she almost thought that the girl was truly Qin Mu’s daughter.

Indeed, her own Qin Three just wasn’t that lucky.

"Hehe, Grandma, this pearl is for you..."

Tang Bao spread out her palm, and there was a round pearl lying in the little girl’s hand.

Qin’s mother was delighted and said softly, "Thank you, Tang Bao."

"No need for thanks... Grandma is beautiful."

"This child, such a sweet talker."

Qin’s mother felt a bit embarrassed by the compliment.

Jian Ran smiled and, seeing Qin’s mother’s fondness for Tang Bao, whispered, "Tang Bao, how about giving all the pearls to Grandma? Hmm, they were originally from the great-grandfather’s house, right?"

"Right."

"So what do you call this action? Mommy has taught you an idiom about this before."

"I understand, it’s ’returning the jade intact to Zhao’."

"Very good."

Jian Ran pecked the little girl’s cheek with a kiss.

Little Tang Bao was actually very nervous when playing with the pearls and gems.

Fearing that if she lost one, she would not be able to afford it.

Though the Old Master said he would give them to Tang Bao, without merit, there should be no reward. The Old Master liked Tang Bao; that was heartfelt.

But to take them directly...

That wasn’t in Jian Ran’s nature either.

...

Lunch:

Because it was the first time taking Tang Bao out for a meal, and it was at the Qin Family, Jian Ran was extremely careful.

Dining at the Qin Family inevitably involved more etiquette.

Unexpectedly, the Old Master took Tang Bao into his arms and said with a smile,

"Little miss, tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll serve you."

"Hmm... I’m not picky, just can’t eat things that are too sweet..."

Hearing this, Jian Ran’s heart skipped a beat, and she pursed her lips. The little girl actually wasn’t picky...she just couldn’t eat sweet things.

Jian Ran and Qin Mu exchanged a look, both aware of Tang Bao’s condition.

The others were taken aback, and the Old Master couldn’t help but put down his chopsticks and pinch the little girl’s cheek.

"Little one, other children love sweets the most, why can’t you eat things that are too sweet?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Ran and Qin Mu pursed their lips. Jian Ran gripped her chopsticks tightly, wanting to tell Tang Bao not to speak the truth and worry the elders, but she was unsure how to interject.

Qin Mu’s lips thinned as he said, unable to help himself, "Grandpa... are you a ’why’ machine, asking non-stop, whether Tang Girl wants to eat or not."

"You brat, it’s not your place to speak, shut up."

Qin Mu: "..."

The Old Master, at his age, really should have kept some face for himself in front of his granddaughter and Tang Girl.

Qin Mu tugged at the corner of his mouth and took the initiative to serve a lion’s head meatball to the Old Master.

"Grandpa, eat more to cool off."

"Get lost."

Tang Bao smacked her lips—oh dear, this great-grandpa was a bit hot-tempered.