015 Good Impressions Before Meeting
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"Huan, what's wrong?" Tan Rou held Tan Mo's hand, puzzled.
Why had he suddenly spaced out?
"Nothing. Just thought that person looked familiar." Chong Huan put his arm around her shoulder and turned to Tan Mo. "Go see Old Master Tan. He's been very worried about you."
His heart had nearly given out when he heard Tan Mo was kidn*pped.
Hearing this, Tan Mo hurried inside.
Old Master Tan leaned on his cane, eyes fixed on the door. He was waiting for someone to come home.
Every night he slept before ten—except tonight. He wouldn't rest until he saw her.
"Grandpa, I'm home." Tan Mo entered and ran to his side.
Hearing her voice, the old man finally relaxed.
"Good that you're back."
Tan Mo felt guilty. "Grandpa, I made you worry."
The stern face finally broke into a smile. "It's okay. You're back. Were you hurt?"
"No. The kidnappers hadn't done anything before someone rescued me." She reassured him. "The person who saved me just brought me home."
"Who was it?" Old Master Tan was curious.
Anyone who could rescue his precious granddaughter from a gang of kidnappers must be capable. He wanted to meet this young talent.
"Brother Tan Yi thought his clothes were too shabby and drove him away." Tan Mo looked down, disappointed. "Hope he doesn't dislike our family..."
Hearing this, Old Master Tan's expression darkened.
The Tan family judged people by their abilities, not their clothes—that's why their business thrived. This Tan Yi really needed a lesson.
Seeing Tan Yi enter, he scolded, "Daughter-in-law, you really should pay more attention to your child's education."
Xu Piao kept her composure. "Father, Xiao Yi was just worried Mo Mo might meet bad people. Too much concern led to poor judgment."
"Right, Grandpa. I was just worried my sister might make bad friends." Tan Yi immediately followed his mother's lead. "You punished me for causing that accident, so of course I'm even more concerned about your real granddaughter? If I'm not careful and she goes astray, that would be terrible."
Tan Mo suddenly realized she'd underestimated this cheap brother.
Smooth talker—acknowledged his mistake while showing concern for his sister, all while hint she was making bad friends.
"Grandpa, I just don't think he's that kind of person. On the way home, we talked. I found him quite cultured, not some delinquent." Tan Mo defended Yuan Xing.
Tan Zhensheng looked at his granddaughter and patted her head. "He saved you. If he doesn't mind next time, bring him to our home. Let Grandpa meet him."
Others' opinions didn't matter. He wanted to see for himself, then he'd know.
"Okay." Tan Mo nodded.
She'd contact Yuan Xing later.
"Go to bed early." Old Master Tan said gently.
Tan Mo went upstairs. Only then did Tan Rou and Chong Huan, who had been standing aside, dare to enter.
"Sit down first." Old Master Tan guided his adopted granddaughter to sit.
Tan Rou obediently sat, her heart pounding.
In Old Master Tan's eyes, she had always been a well-behaved child. This trip to the Chong family had exposed her early romance—she was bound to be scolded.
"Mo Mo has lost her memory. She probably doesn't remember her studies. As her sister, make sure to help her." Old Master Tan instructed. "There's warm milk upstairs. Drink it and sleep early."
"Okay." Tan Rou nervously went upstairs, glancing back at the living room, worried about Chong Huan.
But Chong Huan was actually more embarrassed than she imagined.
Old Master Tan ignored him completely, focusing instead on his daughter-in-law.
"Speaking of which, you said there was something you wanted me to see tonight. What is it?"
"Well, Father, I looked at Mo Mo's past school records. Getting into Chengye might be difficult." Xu Piao talked softly. "I was thinking—maybe we should find her a tutor?"
Old Master Tan chuckled, his sharp eyes sweeping over Tan Yi.
A son who'd gone straight to being a star after high school, and he had room to worry about others?
"With Rou Rou here, you don't need to concern yourself."
Tan Rou had always been a top student, excelling in all nine subjects. With her teaching Mo Mo, what was this mother worrying about? Did he really not know her little schemes?
"It's getting late. Mo Mo's home now. If there's anything, we'll discuss it tomorrow morning." Old Master Tan waved them away.
Under the old man's indication, Chong Huan sat down.
Seeing his nervousness, Old Master Tan's attitude softened considerably. "Chong, you don't mind if I call you that, do you?"
"Not at all." Chong Huan rubbed his thighs and took a couple of deep breaths.
He and Tan Rou had met while studying at Chengye. They'd only confessed and determine Relationship right before the college entrance exams. The timing was awkward, so they'd kept it secret, waiting for the right moment to go public.
Who knew that Old Master Tan's visit would expose their secret?
"When I was young, I was just as charming and dashing as you. I won't be too harsh on young people's relationships." Tan Zhensheng leaned on his cane, smiling at him.
"You saw the person who brought Mo Mo back, didn't you? What did you think?"
Chong Huan hadn't expected Old Master Tan to care about this. He scratched his head. "His name is Yuan Xing. His clothes were a bit shabby, but his bearing was not bad."
Thinking back now, it must have been a mistake. The Yuan Xing who brought her back just had a similar presence to the one he knew.
The Fang family's young master, Yuan Xing, drove sports cars and wore custom famous brand worth five figures. How could he ride an ordinary black motorcycle dressed like a delivery guy?
And after that incident, Yuan Xing had severe PTSD—doctor's certificate and all. Even his own mother couldn't touch him. The whole Fang family didn't dare keep female pets. How could he possibly bring home the Tan family's young miss?
"Someone brave enough to rescue others—that's the kind of person worthy of associating with our Tan family." Old Master Tan's good review for this young people .
"Lao Wang, take Chong to the guest room on the second floor."
Chong Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Looks like he wouldn't be sleeping on the street tonight.
Meanwhile, Yuan Xing parked his motorcycle in front of a villa.
Leaving the Tan residence, he couldn't make it back to the studio in time. Luckily, his sister owned a villa in Jiangqi, so he wouldn't have to sleep on the street.
He entered the code and pushed his bike through the gate.
After parking, he went inside. "Hope I don't run into the witch tonight."
No sooner had he spoken than he saw a familiar figure in flip-flops, glaring at him fiercely.
Yuan Xing's face filled with terror.
He'd just said he didn't want to see her—and there she was in the house!
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