Wu Shang

Wu Zhicuo sat in the car without knowing anything and was inexplicably taken away by someone. With a palpitation in his heart, he quickly stepped forward and strangled the driver's neck, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing!"

"Sir," the driver said calmly without any panic, "Please sit down, this is our grandfather's order. The young master will come in a short while in the car behind."

"Master's order?" Wu Zhicuo let go of his hand a little bit, but he still maintained a threatening attitude in disbelief.

"Buzz...buzz..." Wu Zhicuo's cell phone rang, and when he saw that the caller was Shang Mozhi, he probably understood a little.

"Hey?"

"Uncle!" Shang Mozhi's anxious voice came from the phone, "Don't be afraid, he belongs to my grandpa, he won't hurt you."

"Well," now Wu Zhicuo completely let go of his hands and leaned against the back seat, "Don't worry about me, take your time and hang up first."

After finishing speaking, Wu Zhichao slid the hook button: "What does it mean that your old man wants to see me alone without his own grandson?"

"Sir," the driver said in an official and calm tone, "I don't know anything, everything is waiting to see the old man."

Wu Zhicuo's cell phone rang again, and Shang Mozhi sent a text message: Uncle, don't be afraid to wait for me, I'll be right there!

"Hmph," Wu Zhicuo turned off the phone and smiled, "Okay, let me chat with the old man alone first."

Wu Zhicuo said it very easily and acted very leisurely, but in his heart he was extremely panicked. He didn't know what kind of person Shang Mozhi was, what intentions he had and what attitude he had towards him.

For Wu Zhicuo, this journey was a life-and-death struggle, and finally the road of life and death came to an end.The driver stopped the car, and someone opened the door outside, but to his surprise, it turned out to be a familiar face.

"Bai... Uncle Bai?"

Uncle Bai smiled kindly: "Mr. Wu, long time no see."

"Why are you here?" Wu Zhicuo got out of the car, and the tension was relieved a lot when he saw an acquaintance.

"Master asked me to pick you up." Uncle Bai made a gesture of invitation and then led the way.

After entering the main gate, a small car drove over, and Uncle Bai took Wu Zhicuo into the car.Uncle Bai has a certain temperament that is very similar to Yu She, and he always gives people a feeling of meticulousness. When he is with him, Wu Zhicuo himself can't help but sit up straight.

"Mr. Wu."

"Ah...ah? What's the matter, Uncle Bai?"

Uncle Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You don't need to be so nervous."

"Tight...are you nervous? Haha," Wu Zhicuo felt a little embarrassed after being exposed, pretending to be hot, and slapped him with his hands, "It's okay, not nervous, not nervous, it's just that it might be a little hot along the way, haha. "

Uncle Bai smiled very politely and didn't say anything else.

Wu Zhicuo looked around, the endless lawn and the neat column carvings on the roadside gave him a little illusion, he couldn't help but wonder if he entered someone's house or on the way?

Just when he was puzzled, the car stopped, and Uncle Bai asked with a smile, "Mr. Wu, get out of the car."

"Okay...Okay." Wu Zhicuo got out of the car behind Uncle Bai.

When I got out of the car and looked up, I saw a row of imposing steps. On the steps stood a majestic and elegant door, and there were two guards standing at the door.

"Please." Uncle Bai politely made a gesture of please and then led the way.

Wu Zhicuo followed Uncle Bai: "Uncle Bai, you don't have to be so polite."

Uncle Bai smiled and said, "Mr. Wu is our honored guest. Although he may no longer be a guest in the future, he still needs to be considerate when he comes to greet you for the first time."

Wu Zhizhuo couldn't help but blush when he understood the other meaning of Uncle Bai's words, but he could also vaguely detect Grandpa Shang Mozhi's attitude towards him from Uncle Bai's words. Although he dare not say welcome, he should not reject him. .

Uncle Bai led him through a corridor, and a maid greeted him: "Housekeeper Bai, Grandfather's study, let me take Mr. Wu to the lounge first."

"Okay," Uncle Bai responded to the maid's words, turned to Wu Zhichao and said, "Mr. Wu, you can follow her from now on."

"Oh, good."

Without familiar people, Wu Zhicuo will have less confidence, but he will never give up now!

Wu Zhicuo followed the maid around several corridors and went upstairs, and the maid took him into a room: "Mr. Wu, please wait here, the old man will be here soon."

"Okay, thank you." Wu Zhicuo thanked the maid, who bowed to him and left.

Wu Zhicuo looked left and right in the room and sat down on the sofa. The mysterious old man brought him here in advance but no one was there. I really don't know what his plan was.Wu Zhicuo poured a cup of tea by himself, no matter what ideas he had, or what problems he came up with, he had to bear it, who told him to kidnap such a lovely grandson.

As soon as Wu Zhicuo poured a cup of tea, he heard footsteps coming from outside, not only the footsteps... there seemed to be the sound of wooden sticks touching the floor, Wu Zhicuo couldn't help being surprised... what is this for?

When he was thinking of a countermeasure, the door was pushed open, and when he looked up, he saw a dignified old man with gray temples but hale and hearty.

"You... hello." Wu Zhicuo stood up involuntarily.

The man glanced at Wu Zhichao up and down, hummed, and took a step. Only then did Wu Zhichao notice that the old man had a problem with one leg and was using a cane.

"You are Wu Zhichao?" The old man sat down on the sofa, put the crutches in the center, put his hands on the crutches, and looked at Wu Zhichao with bad eyes.

Wu Zhicuo swallowed abruptly: "Yes, you... hello, are you Grandpa Xiaomo?"

"Xiao Mo?" The old man smiled disdainfully, and said casually, "It's really intimate, yes, I am Shang Zhiguo, Shang Mozhi's grandfather."

Hearing that this is the original Wu Zhichao, he bowed deeply sincerely and gratefully. Thanks to him, he can meet the best person in the world: "Hello"

Looking at his bow, Shang Zhiguo could probably feel that he had some good feelings in his heart, but he still maintained his seriousness and said, "How long have you been with my grandson?"

"It's been a few months." Wu Zhicuo obediently answered Shang Zhiguo's question like a child being scolded by his parents.

"How many months?" The old man narrowed his eyes, "How dare you come to see me after only a few months? Do you young people have any worries about meeting your parents so hastily? Have you made a decision? There is this Are you eligible?"

Wu Zhicuo originally kept calm but was panicked by these sudden questions. More importantly, this was the only parent of Shang Mozhi. Every question he asked was very important, and he could not have any Perfunctory

"What? I have nothing to say? I have nothing to say. What are you doing here? Go back where you came from. Young people can just have fun and don't poke my old man's eyes here." Shang Zhiguo didn't give him any room to buffer. Paying attention to his expression, he struck with feigned boredom.

Of course, at this time, Wu Zhicuo didn't have the extra thought to pay attention to Shang Zhiguo's micro-expression, he could only answer his question seriously, but the more he thought about how to get Shang Zhiguo to agree, the more confused the answer became, and his mind was also confused. It began to buzz, as if it had something to say but couldn't blurt it out.

"I said," Shang Zhiguo let out a long breath, "Is that why you came to me with such a mentality? Then you might as well not see..."

Shang Zhiguo's last words pierced Wu Zhizhuo's heart like an ice pick, and he said all the words in the confusion uncontrollably: "Yes, Xiaomo and I have only been together for a few months, but these few The month is more meaningful to me than all the days I have lived before, and I don’t think that I am not qualified to meet you after only being together for a few months. Seeing you is not to witness, but a determination, a decision The determination to take him from his elders to my own. Yes, I don’t dare to say what qualifications I have for Xiao Mo, but I dare to give him the rest of my life, just for fun. This word has never been used by me .”

After Wu Zhicuo closed his eyes and finished speaking, Shang Zhiguo's stern face showed a trace of an inexplicable smile.

"I really have the courage to say it."

"It's not courage, it's what you really think!" Wu Zhichao also broke the can, and directly confronted him without flinching.

As soon as Wu Zhicuo's words fell, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and Shang Mozhi stood at the door, sweating and panting, with a defensive expression on his face: "Old man, I warn you not to make things difficult for him!"

"Ahem," seeing Shang Mozhi who suddenly barged in, Shang Zhiguo coughed twice as if holding on to the scene, "Presumptuous! It's not big or small, and besides, I'm not embarrassing him, the embarrassing topic hasn't started yet..."

"Are you really planning to make things difficult for him?" Shang Mozhi stepped forward and pulled him back, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought him back!"

"Who told you not to bring someone home," Shang Zhiguo coughed twice, "Rule, rule!"

"Rules are made for others to see. This is my inner person. He is the rule in my heart."

"Oh," Shang Zhiguo suddenly felt that his grandson had been fed for nothing for so many years, but he felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart, "You have learned to protect others. That's all, let the person who brought you get to know him well. Let’s get to know each other well, let’s have a good chat later.”

When Shang Zhiguo got up and passed by Wu Zhichao, he patted him on the shoulder: "I remember what you just said, and you should do it yourself."

Like a little wolf dog protecting the master, Shang Mozhi pulled Wu Zhicuo behind him.

"Ha." Shang Zhiguo shook his head and left on crutches.

After watching Shang Zhiguo leave, Shang Mozhi checked Wu Zhichao carefully, and said worriedly, "They didn't think much of you."

"Look at you," Wu Zhicuo patted the hair on his forehead, "What can they do to me, how decent is it to look like this in front of your grandfather?"

"I'm worried about you." Shang Mozhi hugged Wu Zhicuo tightly.

The familiar warmth of this hug relieved him from the tense atmosphere just now, and Wu Zhicuo couldn't help but hug him back.

"Uncle, don't pay attention to that old man. Although he looks fierce, he is not bad at all."

"How could you say that about your grandfather," Wu Zhichao poked him on the head, "Take me to familiarize myself with the environment in which you lived since childhood."

"Okay!" Shang Mozhi led Wu Zhicuo out happily.

Wu Zhicuo held Shang Mozhi's hand tightly and followed behind him, his mind was full of Shang Zhiguo's words just now, of course Wu Zhicuo would do what he said, he had to take good care of this young master.