After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Chen Mo said coldly, "You've come to the wrong place!"

"My place is right next door; this is someone else's house."

The old lady was half-believing and half-doubting. She put her bag on the cabinet and turned to go to room 802 next door.

However, after going around in circles, they quickly returned, this time completely disbelieving.

"Who are you trying to fool?"

"That apartment next door, 802, is so deserted, it's like a freezer. Is it even fit for human habitation?"

"Look at what you two are wearing, those clothes and shoes!"

"And there are still bowls and chopsticks on the table that haven't been cleared away yet. You think you can fool me?"

Lan Yujuan put down her chopsticks, braced herself, and stood up, wanting to explain.

"Auntie, you've really misunderstood!"

"We...we're dating, but it's not quite there yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, the old lady's face turned even uglier.

"How rude!"

"At my age, why are you calling me 'Auntie'? You should call me 'Grandma'!"

Lan Yujuan was baffled by the insults; how could anyone care about a title?

Chen Mo stood to the side, frowning, and said irritably:

"Is there something you need?"

"If there's nothing else, hurry up and leave!"

"I can live with whomever I want, it's none of your business!"

The old lady blushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't do anything about Chen Mo. In the end, she couldn't help but glare at Lan Yujuan:

"Living together without a marriage certificate is really disrespectful!"

"Do you think I don't know what these girls are up to? They're just thinking of living together first, getting pregnant, and then controlling you!"

Lan Yujuan was extremely embarrassed. Although what the old lady saw was not the actual event, it unconsciously reminded her of some things from the past.

She immediately turned cold and was about to tell him to leave.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo's next words completely stole her thunder.

"Back then, you harbored such malicious thoughts about Chen Feifei, forcing her to leave the country!"

"How dare you still use such disgusting thoughts to speculate about my partner?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Grab your things and get out of here! Nobody welcomes you!"

The old lady was so angry that her chest heaved violently and her temples throbbed.

Seeing this, Lan Yujuan thought of her father who used crutches at home and immediately felt worried and anxious.

He quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Chen Mo, please say less!"

If the old lady gets upset and suffers a serious injury in her own home, she'll be in big trouble!

As soon as she heard her begin to persuade her, the old lady immediately closed her eyes and started to hold her forehead.

"Ouch, I feel dizzy..."

Not only was he not kicked out, but he went into the house on his own, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

"Hmph~, pour me a glass of water!"

Every time Chen Mo encounters the old lady, he is always able to bring out the mean and mean side of his personality.

"Ignore her!"

"This old woman is in excellent health!"

"When she bullied Chen Feifei before, what methods didn't I see?"

Lan Yujuan was caught in the middle, in a dilemma, and was really afraid that the old lady would try to extort money from her.

"Never mind, you sit down too!" She gently patted Chen Mo.

"Grandma came to see you specifically, she must have something important to say."

"You guys chat, I'll go get some water."

After saying that, she turned and went to the water bar.

While boiling water, Lan Yujuan began to ponder the matter between the old lady and Chen Mo.

She was puzzled. Logically speaking, Chen Mo was only the younger brother of the old lady's former daughter-in-law, so they could barely be considered relatives.

Judging from their demeanor, one seemed infinitely tolerant and eager to get close, while the other appeared determined to break up completely, yet subtly showed a tendency to be stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

Unlike ordinary relatives, they are more like blood relatives who are bound by blood but harbor resentment towards each other.

Before Lan Yujuan could figure it out, the water boiled.

She brewed Chen Mo a cup of ripe Pu'er tea and poured the old lady a cup of warm water.

As soon as she put down the water glass, the old lady suddenly looked up at her, her face stern, and said:

"Go check my bag to see if I brought any medicine."

As she spoke, the old lady's hands, which were hanging by her sides, trembled slightly.

Lan Yujuan paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Chen Mo sat far away opposite him, staring blankly at the rising steam from the teacup, his expression clearly disbelieving.

But soon, Lan Yujuan actually found the medicine in her bag.

As soon as she saw the name of the medicine, she immediately recognized that it was the same medicine that Lan's father usually took to control his condition.

This medicine cannot be purchased at ordinary pharmacies; it must be prescribed by a doctor.

Lan Yujuan dared not delay any longer, so she quickly handed the medicine to the old lady and then helped to bring her water. Her attitude changed immediately.

The old lady raised her hand to pour the medicine, and then when she put the medicine in her mouth, her hand trembled even more violently.

"What medicine?" Chen Mo frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

He glanced at Lan Yujuan out of the corner of his eye and noticed something was wrong from her immediate change in expression.

Lan Yujuan recited the name of the medicine and explained softly:

"Grandma takes the same medicine as my dad."

"The medicine my dad was taking was prescribed by a doctor in Beijing when he was discharged from the hospital; it was used to control his condition."

"They are not commonly found on the market."

In that instant, a look of astonishment and panic flashed in Chen Mo's eyes.

He seemed surprised that the old lady was actually ill.

Lan Yujuan had found it strange before, as she had heard Chen Mo say more than once that Chen Feifei and the old lady often argued fiercely.

But when they met last time, the old lady spoke so rudely that Chen Feifei pretended not to hear.

Looking back now, Chen Feifei must have known all along that the old lady was sick!

After all, who can afford to offend a sick old lady?

"What do you want from me?"

"If there's nothing else, I'll call Qin Su now and have him come pick you up!"

As Chen Mo spoke, he took out his phone.

The old lady leaned back on the sofa, her voice visibly weaker, and said, rubbing her forehead:

"Stop hitting him, the driver is downstairs."

"I came here today for no other reason than to ask you if you're going back home for the Qingming Festival to pay respects to your ancestors?"

The old lady's voice, though lacking confidence, carried a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

In an instant, Lan Yujuan felt her expression was about to crack.

What's going on?

Why is the Qin family calling Chen Mo back for the Qingming Festival ancestral worship ceremony?

Lan Yujuan lowered her head and sat down silently beside him, not daring to make too much noise.

Her mind began to race, slowly piecing together the fragments of information in her head.

Finally, a rough outline was pieced together.

God!

After she figured it out, goosebumps rose all over her body.

"My surname is Chen. Why are you calling me back to your Qin family's ancestral worship ceremony?" Chen Mo said casually while playing with his phone.

"Didn't Qin Shuyi always participate in the ancestral worship ceremonies every year?"

"Didn't we say before that having a boy or a girl is the same, and daughters will also carry on the family line?"

"Haven't you always looked down on me, this outsider?"

The old lady panicked instantly, her eyes reddening as she said in a trembling voice:

"MoMo, how can you be an outsider?"