The young man who cultivated the truth returned to the city

"Healing medicine." Ji Mo said.

"How can I trust you? What if it's poison!" Zhao Ming still looked alert.

"Don't settle it." Ji Mo was too lazy to explain more, and he wouldn't give it to me if he didn't want it.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, you've given it away and you still want to take it back?" Zhao Ming immediately reached out and grabbed the small bottle in Ji Mo's hand and said.

Ji Mo smiled and followed Zhao Shiyao to Mr. Zhao's house. Seeing this, Zhao Ming put away the bottle of medicine and immediately followed.

It was a villa with simple decorations. The door and fence were brown. There was a small garden behind the villa. It seemed that the owner here liked to grow vegetables and flowers.

Zhao Shiyao took Ji Mo and Zhao Ming to open the door. What came into view were tea tables, stools and chairs made of peach wood. Even the tea sets on the table were made of wood. It seemed that Mr. Zhao loved wooden sets.

The room was well-lit and there was no dust in it, so it looked particularly quiet.

"Grandpa, I'm here." Zhao Shiyao said.

The door of a room inside was pushed open, and a short and thin old man walked out. The old man had no expression on his face, but there was a kind of pressure invisibly, which was the aura of a strong man.

Of course, Ji Mo could not feel this kind of thing, because the pressure on him was stronger, but it was not released.

"Come, come and sit down."

When the old man saw several people coming, he put on a kind smile on his face and walked to the mahogany tea table and said.

Zhao Shiyao gestured to Ji Mo, and the three of them sat down at the tea table.

As soon as they sat down, Mr. Zhao picked up a few wooden cups on the tea table and distributed them to the three people, and then picked up a pot of tea on the table and poured a cup for each of them.

"Try it, the tea I just brewed today tastes good." Zhao Yongan smiled.

"Tea?" Zhao Ming was stunned and said, "Why did grandpa think of brewing tea himself? Shouldn't this be left to the tea maker?"

"When people get old, they always like to do something quiet and don't want to enjoy it all the time." Zhao Yongan said.

Ji Mo looked at the flower tea in front of him, which was quite light in color. He took it up and took a sip, then said, "Did Mr. Zhao use roses and peonies to make tea? And he also added some black tea?"

When Zhao Yongan heard this, he still had a kind smile on his face and said, "Xiao family boy, among the younger generation, you are the first one who dares to call me Mr. Zhao."

Ji Mo was stunned. He was not familiar with Mr. Zhao, and because of what happened three years ago, it can be said that the two of them had a grudge. He felt that calling him Grandpa Zhao must be wrong, so he called him like this. He didn't expect that Mr. Zhao was not satisfied with the name.

Ji Mo then said, "I am the junior who is rude, Grandpa Zhao."

"Well, that's right," Zhao Yongan returned to the previous topic and said, "There are indeed two kinds of flowers in this tea, and it is also mixed with black tea, but the taste is like the taste of tea leaves. How do you tell them apart?"

"The flower smell is still the flower smell, and it is lightly fragrant, while the tea smell is slightly stronger, and people who are not used to drinking tea will not feel fragrant, but only bitter. I am not a frequent tea drinker, and I find tea bitter, but the tea I just drank was lightly fragrant, so I guess it is flower tea." Ji Mo added, "As for why it is peony and rose, when I came in just now, I saw these two kinds of flowers in the small garden in front of your door, so I really guessed."

Zhao Yongan suddenly became very interested in this kid from the Xiao family. He originally thought that he would become decadent outside after being driven out of the Xiao family for three years, but now it seems that this kid is as careful as a needle and observes things very carefully.

"Very good, the kid from the Xiao family is worthy of being the eldest young master of the romantic generation." Zhao Yongan said with a smile.

Zhao Ming and Zhao Shiyao on the side were also stunned by Ji Mo's words. How could this guy observe so carefully? He could even guess what was in the tea.

"Grandpa, I am also very romantic and unrestrained. Why haven't you praised me before?"

Zhao Ming was dissatisfied on the spot. He also ran around every day, and his popularity was no worse than Ji Mo back then, but his grandfather never praised him. Why did he praise an outsider today? And this outsider was my sister's enemy!

"You call that romantic and unrestrained? You just make trouble all day long." Old Master Zhao said to his grandson without saving face.

"I..." Zhao Ming suddenly remembered what he did in the Black Tiger Gang yesterday, and he suddenly couldn't speak.

In fact, what Old Master Zhao said was right. Ji Mo was romantic and unrestrained at the beginning. He not only played with various young masters and young ladies. The key is that he also opened a company with an annual income of over one million! When he finally established the Tianqiao Club, he paid for it himself. After he was fifteen, he had not spent much of the Xiao family's money. At that time, Ji Mo could be said to be the leader among the young masters and a genius in the business world... He was simply excellent.

However, Zhao Ming, in addition to gambling and fighting, always liked to go drinking. Although he didn't like to pick up girls, he didn't worry his family. If he was called romantic and unrestrained, Mr. Zhao would spank him in half.

Zhao Shiyao was still sipping tea gently, her face slightly red. She knew that her grandfather didn't want to talk about these things when he called Ji Mo this time.

"By the way, what is the reason for you to ask me here, Grandpa Zhao?" Ji Mo spoke first and got to the point.

He was very tight on time, and he would finish the talk as soon as possible. He still had to go back to practice.

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Xiao family boy, have you been close to my Yao'er these days?"

Ji Mo was stunned. He didn't find him to ask about this, and then nodded: "Not bad."

"What do you think of my Yao'er?" Zhao Yongan asked again.

"Miss Zhao..." Ji Mo paused and said, "She is a good person. First of all, Miss Zhao is praised as the face of the bright moon, which is almost unmatched in the three eastern provinces. Secondly, Miss Zhao was born in the Zhao family, so her temperament is naturally noble and elegant. In addition, she is also very gentle, approachable, and gentle..."

"Okay," Zhao Yongan suddenly interrupted Ji Mo and said with a smile, "How can I not know what kind of personality my own granddaughter has? You are just deliberately looking for words to beautify her."

"..." Ji Mo laughed dryly.

"..." Zhao Shiyao's face became even redder. This Ji Mo... Am I really so good in his heart...

"No, Miss Zhao is so excellent in my heart. Even if it is not me, if someone else says it today, he will only have a higher evaluation of Miss Zhao." Ji Mo said.

Although Zhao Shiyao usually looks cold and sometimes angry with me, I have to say that she is still cute sometimes, such as... the last time she hugged me and kissed me...

When Mr. Zhao heard this, his smile became even stronger, "Okay, since you like Yao'er so much, then I will give you a chance to marry Yao'er now."

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