Chapter 1423 - Untitled (1/2)

Qin Mo never liked networking. While other young children were playing with one another, he liked to fix the building blocks back to their original shape and explore the basement.

When he had been three years old, he wouldn’t say anything for an entire day. His family members had been worried about him because of this. They had been afraid that he might have autism. It might be because the smarter and more sensitive a child was, the easier they would meet such a situation.

He had only started feeling a lack of affection when he had started to get bored. It was because of the environment he grew up in. Of course, his personality played a part too. Qin Mo was naturally a cold person and he matured at a young age. Thus, he kept to himself.

Grandpa An had noticed this too. That was why he had suggested changing the environment for his grandson. The children overseas should mature at a younger age too so he might be able to find some friends here.

However, when Grandpa An saw his grandson acting polite and displaying a kind of elegance that didn’t fit his age, he knew that the effects of his arrangement weren’t good.

Normally, a banquet with children wouldn’t end too late.

When Qin Mo sent off the guests with his grandpa, the lights opposite his place were still lit up. He said in a clear voice of a child, “Grandpa, why didn’t Uncle Bo come?” The two of them were good friends. If his grandpa held a banquet, Uncle Bo should come.

Grandpa An didn’t expect his grandson to ask this question. He turned and smiled. “Your Uncle Bo isn’t back yet.”

“Isn’t back yet?” Qin Mo frowned slightly.

Grandpa An nodded. “Only Little Bo is at home. However, her mom will come home at night. Your Uncle Bo should be coming with presents tomorrow. He’s someone who’s very different in the day and night.”

Qin Mo listened casually. He glanced at the house again. The little tiger was still so young. Why did they leave her at home alone?

But he didn’t say his thoughts out loud. He found it troublesome because if he said this, his grandpa would send people to fetch that little tiger over or might even do other things.

Qin Mo thought about this and followed Grandpa An back into the house. The difference between the temperature inside the house and outside was huge.

There were still some people who hadn’t left. As the host, Grandpa An specially asked the chef to make Chinese-style supper for the guests. Decks of small bean buns, bowls of century egg lean meat porridge, and glutinous rice balls brought back from China were served. These were good dishes for little children to taste.

Angelina’s blue eyes lit up when she saw the dishes. It made her look very cute. The other young children gathered over too.

The young butler scooped a bowl of glutinous rice balls and passed it to Qin Mo. He looked at the young prince as he took the bowl over. This young child was so noble and elegant he didn’t seem like a real human.

His young master opened his mouth and said calmly, “Take two small buns and fill the thermal box with a bowl of porridge. Send it to the opposite.”

Opposite? The young butler immediately understood and went to carry out the order.

Qin Mo lowered his gaze and started biting the glutinous rice balls bite by bite. He was slow at eating so the young children beside him all looked at him.

Qin Mo didn’t mind. He didn’t explain his actions to the young butler either. Maybe it was because there was only one young child that had the same blood heritage as him here. Thus, he felt like taking care of her.

This situation wouldn’t happen in China. After all, in China, no young children so little would stay at his house. Besides him…

That was right. That little tiger’s situation was similar to his. Both of them stayed alone at home. Even in the night, they were alone.

When Qin Mo finished his first glutinous rice ball, he had already hidden most of the emotions that had appeared in his gaze.

His grandfather was still attending to the guest. He probably wouldn’t take notice of him. That was very good. After all, if his grandpa knew that he asked someone to send food to the little tiger opposite, his grandpa would definitely throw the child to him and make them do things together. This would be huge trouble for him and he was someone who hated troubles.

The snow outside was still falling.

The banquet was about to end but because of the arrival of the Chinese-style supper, it reignited the enthusiasm of many young children. Most of them were complimenting the Chinese food.

The other courtyard beside Qin Mo’s seemed a little quiet in comparison. Bo Jiu was indeed home. She was hugging her little keyboard and drinking medicine with her head in the bowl. Occasionally, she would cough.

It wasn’t serious. She was still wearing the little tiger pajamas and her small face was unusually red. Every time she heard the sound of a car outside her house, she would run to the window to take a look. Her little tail would shake a few times. Then she would scurry back to the sofa.

The phone on the table rang. Bo Jiu didn’t need to look at the phone to know who called. She picked up the call and nodded twice. Then she emphasized, “Mom, I drank my medicine obediently.”