Upon hearing this, even Mr. Mo was surprised, looking at Mo Shu with amazement on his face, "So the kid has accepted you?"
The surprise on Mr. Mo's face was too obvious, which made Mo Shu feel very embarrassed.
Did the whole world know that she was actively pursuing Yu Siqiao?
Before Mo Shu could speak, Uncle Dong had already spoken up for her, looking extremely joyful, "Our princess is so beautiful, any man would like her! You didn't see, just now on the rooftop..."
While speaking, Uncle Dong had already started to giggle, immediately feeling a bit regretful, "Had I known, I wouldn't have gone up there, disturbing the princess's good moment."
Mo Shu, frowning, said, "There's nothing, don't talk nonsense."
Mr. Mo burst out laughing, "This little girl, she's actually getting shy, ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Mo Shu, "..." Fine, whatever you say.
Mo Shu huffed and took Mr. Mo's arm, "What are you looking for your granddaughter for?"
Mr. Mo was in a great mood, hearing this, his smile still uncontainable, "Grandpa wants to talk to you, do I need a reason?"
"If it were any other day, you calling me would be fine," Mo Shu's eyes shifted as she pouted playfully, "but today is my engagement ceremony, and you still have to seek me out at this time, annoying."
"Oh my, is this me ruining your big moment?" Mr. Mo couldn't help but chuckle, "You've really grown up, eager to get married, aren't you?"
Uncle Dong, pretending to slap himself, said, "It's my fault, all my fault."
Mo Shu turned and sat next to Grandpa, her eyes glaring towards Uncle Dong, "You know it's your fault, yet you don't leave, annoying."
Uncle Dong quickly nodded, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving, you guys talk."
Uncle Dong quickly exited and even closed the door behind him.
Mr. Mo looked at Mo Shu and leaned in to coax her, "Are you really angry?"
"No." Mo Shu's voice was tender, taking the tea handed by a servant, and sipped it gracefully.
Her noble aura was natural and striking, with every movement exuding indescribable elegance and charm.
Qin An watched Mo Shu, momentarily lost in thought.
And Mr. Mo lightly clicked his tongue, "You say it's nothing, yet you chased Uncle Dong away; usually, you can't wait to have him by your side every second."
Mo Shu calmly set down the teacup, frowning, "Can't your granddaughter grow up?"
"Okay, okay, grown up." Mr. Mo verbally agreed, but his mind was elsewhere, glancing at Qin An.
At that moment, Qin An was quietly watching Mo Shu, unblinkingly.
Qin An had always admired Mo Shu, not only for her unmatched beauty but also for her talents that surpassed many others.
Unfortunately, being pampered in such a family had not done well for Mo Shu's temperament.
Her disdain for anyone was evident on her face, and in this house, she especially disliked Qin An.
Whenever Qin An looked at her, Mo Shu would often sweep a cold gaze over, scornfully telling those around her, 'I've been feeling particularly uncomfortable lately, turns out, there's a stray dog staring at me.'
Stray dog.
That is the identity Mo Shu had assigned to her.
Qin An dared not look any longer, sensing her turning her head, he quickly lowered his head pretending to examine the chess board.
Indeed, the next moment, Qin An felt Mo Shu watching him.
His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Qin An nervously gripped the chess piece in his hand.
Suddenly, Mo Shu said, "Today's makeup looks nice."
Qin An was startled, belatedly realizing Mo Shu was talking about him.
Qin An was flattered and panicked for a moment, not knowing what to do, he looked helplessly towards Mr. Mo.