The patient said it was my ex-boyfriend

There is no problem with the company's accounts, but what Du Jingheng felt was a bit strange was actually misappropriated by other members of the Du family and could not be filled in. This is another case, which is handled by the company's legal department, and Du Jingheng doesn't care.

In fact, after knowing that Du Zong's physical condition was not good, he didn't care much about the rest.

He cared more about Mu Jin's invitation.

To be precise, it was an invitation from Mu Jin's father and grandfather.

After all, this time is different from what Mu Jin joked about before, this time is a formal meeting.

Du Jingheng inevitably felt nervous.

"My grandfather likes too many things." Mu Jin remotely guided Du Jingheng who was shopping for gifts in the mall on his mobile phone. "Even if you buy him a carton of milk, he will be very happy."

"My dad can't do it anymore. He's very difficult to serve. He probably won't say anything good about anything you buy him." Mu Jin was still talking useless words, "But he definitely can't drive you out this time. You There's no need to be so stressed."

"If you really want to comfort me," Du Jingheng pointed to a tea gift box to signal the shopping guide, "you won't be gloating in such a tone."

Mu Jin smiled happily across the phone.

"Call me soon."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Du Jingheng looked at the shopping cart that was almost full, still not knowing what to do, and said to the shopping guide: "Is there any recommendation for men in their 50s and 70s?"

When Mu Jin received the call, he felt that he might have seen a Christmas tree.

The 'Christmas tree' was full of presents, and he looked at him with aggrieved eyes: "Brother, I can't carry it."

In the end, the two moved several times before they were moved into the house.

Mu Qingsong went to the company temporarily for business, and only his grandfather was at home. The two of them were busy moving things, and his grandfather stood watching with a smile on his face.

Seeing Mu Jin close the door, Grandpa smiled and looked at the slightly panting young man beside Mu Jin, and took out a tissue from the shoe cabinet: "Come on, wipe off your sweat."

"No, there's no need." Du Jingheng, who was still calming down, hurriedly stood up straight, wishing to put on a military posture in the military training station, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Really sensible." Grandpa said with a smile, and stuffed the drawn piece of paper into Mu Jin's hand, and squeezed in between the two without a trace, leading Du Jingheng to the living room on his own, "I heard that Your surname is Du?"

"Yes." Du Jingheng walked along, and looked back as if asking for help. Mu Jin shrugged his shoulders and gave him a helpless expression.

"Mu Jin," Grandpa said as if he had eyes behind his back, "Go and call your dad and ask when he will be back? By the way, go and wash some fruit. Does Xiao Du also want to eat grapes? "

"I'll go." Du Jingheng said hastily.

"I'm not being polite to you," the grandfather blocked Du Jingheng back with a single sentence, "Besides, I don't need to be polite to you when I wash some fruit. Mu Jin just did it by the way. Isn't it?"

"...Really." Mu Jin sighed, looking at Du Jingheng with a really powerless expression.

Fortunately, the kitchen is not far from the living room. While calling Mu Qingsong, Mu Jin took out the grapes from the refrigerator, thought for a while and took a can of yogurt.

Du Jingheng likes the mango flavor I just bought yesterday.

"Are you going to school in the future?"

From the kitchen, I could hear my grandfather asking Du Jingheng.

"You're only eighteen, which happens to be when you go to school."

"I... don't really think about it." Du Jingheng, who had already attended college once, said hesitantly.

"That's it." Mu Jin's family probably has a habit of not asking for the reason.

Grandpa didn't ask why, and even smiled and said, "Young and promising, what a good boy."

He had never heard such a simple compliment, and the tips of Du Jingheng's ears were slightly red.

Seeing his appearance, the smile in the grandfather's eyes deepened. The little old man took a peek at Mu Jin in the kitchen, leaned close to Du Jingheng and said in a low voice, "Don't think I'm older than you, but I People are not the kind of particularly old-fashioned and stubborn. I can see that although you are much younger than Mu Jin, you have ideas. Although Mu Jin is [-] this year, he sometimes behaves like a child... ...You two have to tolerate each other and get along well."

"En." Du Jingheng nodded heavily, "Thank you, grandpa."

Grandpa smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, leaned back on the sofa and complained loudly: "I don't know what Mu Jin is dawdling in the kitchen for?"

"I'll wash the grapes for you!" Hearing what he said, Mu Jin took out the washed fruit and stuffed it into his grandfather's arms, and handed the yogurt to Du Jingheng's hand.

This action was done so naturally, Grandpa didn't realize it when he first saw it, and he curled his lips when he realized it, holding the plate and eating grapes like a child, and didn't politely ask Du Jingheng if he wanted to eat them.

Anyway, that kid has special treatment, so it's useless to ask.