66: Washroom Events

Washroom Events

"Xu Pei, I noticed that you keep mentioning Mo Jinrong's past today. I don't want you to cause any trouble to break up the relationship between my grandson and his wife. I won't forgive you if I find out this is true!" Old Mrs. Mo warned.

Xu Pei nodded, still observing Mo Jinrong's reaction.

Strange!

Was Mo Jinrong really alright? He should be having angina now.

Lan Anran was curious as well. Since Mo Jinrong didn't have any reaction at all, she glanced at him.

Mo Jinrong's expression was calm, without any abnormality, but his heart was indeed tightening little by little. He was enduring it, but he couldn't let anyone see anything wrong at this point.

"Grandma, I need the washroom."

Lan Anran made up an excuse.

"Okay, okay, you go. Jinrong, you take her."

The more Old Mrs. Mo looked at her, the fonder she grew of her.

Mo Jinrong nodded and brought Lan Anran to the washroom, where he collapsed.

Lan Anran knew it, so she locked the bathroom door.

"How are you?" Lan Anran asked with concern.

Mo Jinrong held his chest, his lips turning blue and he couldn't say a word. He reached into his pocket with a trembling hand to find the medicine.

"Let me help you."

Lan Anran took out a small bottle of pills from his pocket, but when she opened it, it was empty.

Mo Jinrong had fainted from the pain and Lan Anran could only help him again.

She took out a small box from her bag, which had a special compote. She dug out some and smeared it over Mo Jinrong's body to calm him down before feeding him a grey pill.

Ever since Mo Jinrong fell down beside her last time, she had brought some medicine to prevent these accidents.

But she didn't have many grey pills left and they couldn't solve the root problem. She had to find time to make some special medicine.

Mo Jinrong's complexion improved after taking the medicine, but there were many people outside waiting for Mo Jinrong and her. She couldn't let anyone find out about Mo Jinrong's condition.

In a hurry, she had no choice but to use her trump card. Mo Jinrong had only fainted and the pain would clear his head. She took out a silver needle from her bag and pierced it into one of Mo Jinrong's painful acupoints.

"Ah!" Mo Jinrong woke up from his coma and cried out in pain.

"You're awake?"

Lan Anran smiled.

Mo Jinrong looked at the long needle in her hand and couldn't help swallowing his saliva with a horrified expression.

"What were you going to do?"

"Hehe, I didn't have a choice, everyone is waiting for you."

Lan Anran smiled and put away the silver needle.

Mo Jinrong suddenly remembered that he fell because of an angina attack. How did he get better so quickly?

"You saved me?" he asked skeptically.

"There's still one pill left, so I gave it to you."

Lan Anran lied guiltily.

Mo Jinrong was about to ask when some family came over and asked worriedly, "Jinrong, Anran, are you alright? What's wrong?"

Mo Jinrong's shout startled Old Mrs. Mo, who was listening to the show. She was a little worried and came over to ask.

"We're alright. Nothing's wrong."

Lan Anran shouted towards the door, wanting to help Mo Jinrong.

"It's alright, I'll do it myself."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed a pleasant scent coming from his body. He hated the scent of women's perfumes, but he didn't reject this.

He stood up and patted himself before walking over to open the door. Everyone was watching him with strange looks.

"Jinrong, this is the female toilet. Were you a little impatient?"

Xu Pei glanced at the sign and smiled.

Old Mrs. Mo would scold them for such an embarrassing matter.

"Young people, you can understand."

Old Mrs. Mo snickered, thinking they were doing unspeakable things in the toilet. It seemed like her great-grandson wasn't far away.

"Mom, don't you see? Why are you…"

Xu Pei was unconvinced and didn't dare to speak after being glared at by Old Mrs. Lan.

Lan Anran hid behind and touched her neck in embarrassment. Things were getting worse.

"Anran, come here."

Old Mrs. Mo waved and Lan Anran walked over.

"Anran, you should be more like this in the future. Do you need Grandma's help? Jinrong is a reserved child and he might be embarrassed to say so, but don't be embarrassed, Grandma is waiting to have a great-grandson."

Lan Anran was stunned. In her past life, Old Mrs. Mo wasn't such an open-minded person. Why did she seem to have changed in this life?

"It's alright Grandma, Jinrong and I, we…"

Lan Anran wanted to say something, but Old Mrs. Mo stopped her.

She had lived her entire life and knew everything about young people.

"Stay in the villa and stay with Jinrong tonight. The beds have been prepared for you, so you have to work hard tonight!" Old Mrs. Mo whispered.

Lan Anran wanted to refuse, but anyone would be suspicious if they had just gotten married and they were sleeping in separate beds, so she could only agree.

"It's alright, let's go and continue watching the show. Grandma will take you to eat the best food the Mo Family has to offer."

Old Mrs. Mo was almost 80 years old, but her body was excellent. She looked energetic and her eyes were shrewd. She could tell that this girl was interested in her grandson.

Mo Jinrong followed behind helplessly. He subconsciously touched his lips. The scent was much fainter, but there was still a lingering fragrance that he had never smelled before.

"Young Master, you…"1

Mo San covered his mouth and snickered.

"Are you itching for a beating? Was there still one pill left?"

Mo Jinrong suddenly remembered.

"I don't know, how would I know this? There must have been…"

Mo San smiled.

"We'll talk about it later, let's listen to the show first."

Mo Jinrong looked straight ahead and walked over to his seat.

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