Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 25: The Adopted Grandson (1)

Old Master Bei Chen just responded with a light "Hmm". Then he took Mo Han's hand and headed outside the airport.

Leaving Beichen Rui standing there alone.

The bodyguards behind looked at each other, puzzled. No one expected Old Master Bei Chen to suddenly leave with a stern face.

"You... Young Master..."

Beichen Rui glanced at the bodyguards, said nothing, and followed the two ahead.

At the parking lot, as Mo Han was about to reach for the driver's door, Beichen Jue stopped him.

"Ah Han, why don't you have a chat with Grandpa?"

"But Grandpa, I'm supposed to drive. How about I chat with you later?"

"Is that so...

Beichen Jue looked around and finally his gaze landed on Beichen Rui, who was approaching slowly.

"You, drive."

He said, pointing in Beichen Rui's direction.

"Sir, are you calling me?"

The bodyguard walking with Beichen Rui looked bewildered at first, then realized that it was just him and the young master there.

Who else could he be calling if not me?

"Which eye did you use to see that I was calling you? I meant him."

His gaze fell on Beichen Rui.

Suddenly, everyone was too scared to utter a word, including Mo Han.

In this world, perhaps only Grandpa Bei Chen dared to talk to Rui like that.

Beichen Rui just stood there without speaking, his hands in his pockets, in a lazy manner.

He only moved when the old man was about to lose his temper, and slowly walked towards the car.

He stood in front of the driver's door and reached out to open it.

"Rui, let me drive. You haven't seen Grandpa for a long time, and you must have a lot to talk about."

Stopping Beichen Rui's action of opening the door.

No way, he wouldn't dare sit in the car if the boss was driving.

"Let go."

Beichen Rui's tone was flat, without a hint of emotion.

"Ah Han, just let him drive. You can have your chat later."

Saying this, without waiting for Mo Han's reaction, he pulled him into the backseat.

Beichen Rui said nothing, opened the car door, and got in straightforwardly.

The car arrived at the entrance of Huangge Hotel.

Beichen Rui handed the car keys to the valet.

Today he had arranged a welcome banquet for Grandpa at the hotel.

He looked at Grandpa and Mo Han chatting happily not far ahead.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Who knows what Mo Han said to Grandpa that amused the old man so much.

"Ah Han, has that brat Beichen Rui been getting close to any girls recently?"

"Doesn't seem like it."

After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of any girl Rui had been close to recently.

"I see."

Beichen Jue sighed, having worried about that brat's lifelong happiness for years.

"I'm still waiting to hold a grandchild, really don't know how long I'll have to wait."

"Grandpa, don't worry, maybe someday Rui will suddenly bring you a grandchild."

He said this casually, just to make the old man happy.

But one day later, when a little boy who looked just like Beichen Rui appeared in front of him, Mo Han felt utterly bewildered.

Of course, that's another story.

"Tsk, I suppose I should think about whether that brat will ever have a grandchild after he turns forty."

Beichen Jue glanced back at Beichen Rui.

Instead of suddenly having a grandchild one day.

It's better to think if Beichen Rui will get married before he turns forty...

That brat.

You better not let your grandpa wait too long, I'm still waiting for you to give me a grandchild to play with.

Is this how you talk about your grandson?

Three black lines fell down Mo Han's forehead. Who talks about their grandson getting married after forty?

Wouldn't that make him an old bachelor?

"By the way, Ah Han, you're not getting any younger, when are you planning to get married?"

"If everything goes well, it should be in the next year or two."

Mo Han said excitedly, having made a decision while in the car earlier.

He decided to pursue Assistant Ye.

"Is something going on?"

Beichen Jue smiled. He had watched Beichen Rui and Mo Han grow up, naturally treating Mo Han like his own grandson.

Upon hearing that he might get married in the next couple of years, his heart was filled with joy.

"I haven't even started pursuing yet."

Mo Han scratched his head embarrassedly. It was still premature, not quite there yet.

"You should hurry up, don't end up being an old bachelor too."

Saying this, he didn't forget to glance in Beichen Rui's direction.

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Grandpa, is that really appropriate...?

Mo Han silently murmured in his heart, feeling a bit of sweat for Beichen Rui.

One can imagine if Beichen Rui still doesn't marry in a few years, Old Master Bei Chen might kick him out of the house...

The three of them walked into the private room with the dishes being served gradually.

Old Master Bei Chen loved Cantonese cuisine, so Beichen Rui specifically asked the chef to prepare a table full of Cantonese dishes.

"Grandpa, today's dishes are all your favorites, eat more."

"Hmm."

Old Master Bei Chen just gave a light "Hmm", without much expression.

Beichen Rui wasn't surprised, he placed some dishes in his bowl.

"Ah Han, you eat more too, look how you've thinned over the years."

Placed some dishes in Mo Han's bowl.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

He lowered his head and ate by himself, as if the grandfather and grandson duo weren't there.

In recent years, Old Master Bei Chen had inexplicably enjoyed taking a contrary stance with Rui.

Every time they met, Mo Han would selectively act invisible.

But often, he would be pulled out by the old man to act as the scapegoat, like now.

"Come, eat more, don't be like that brat, not giving me grandchildren is one thing, but also complaining about me being annoying every day."

Placed more dishes in Mo Han's bowl, occasionally glancing in Beichen Rui's direction. Seeing no reaction, he said again, "Ah Han, when you get married and have kids, let Grandpa help you with them."

"Uh... sure."

Mo Han smiled awkwardly.

Grandpa, if you want to talk about Rui just say so, don't involve me, please.

I don't want to be the scapegoat...

At this moment he could feel a gaze on him that sent chills down his spine, no need to guess whose it was...

"Grandpa, don't just chat, have some food first..."

"I know, I know, nagging, don't you see I'm chatting with Ah Han."

Beichen Rui's words weren't finished before they were interrupted by the old man.

The hand holding the dish was suspended mid-air like that.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Time seemed to stand still, Mo Han watched nervously.

Afraid these two would just start arguing the next second, he hurried to mediate.

"Grandpa, let's eat first, otherwise you'll be hungry later."

"Okay, Ah Han is still the most sensible."

Uh.

Mo Han could feel Beichen Rui's gaze on him getting even colder.

Involuntarily shivering.

Came to a conclusion, having a meal with these two.

So exhausting...