Men’s hearts are as unfathomable as the ocean’s depths.
After picking up the chopsticks, Yu Siqiao took a bite and couldn’t help but frown with disgust, "Is she trying to poison me?"
Yu Chen lightly coughed and said, "It doesn’t look like Princess Mo made this."
There were shrimp, ribs, and green vegetables.
Princess Mo was extremely critical of food, not just in terms of taste, but also presentation, color, and aroma—all her requirements were very high.
Therefore, if she had made it, regardless of the taste, the appearance alone would be as exquisite as a work of art.
Now, although the bento’s appearance wasn’t particularly ugly, it was definitely not beautiful.
Yu Siqiao sneered, "Aren’t you expecting too much from her? With those hands of hers, even playing the piano is a chore, and you expect her to cook?"
After another bite, Yu Siqiao really didn’t want to subject himself to this any longer and decisively said, "Throw it out."
Yu Chen silently bowed his head and took the bento away.
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Ji Nan had initially been worried that Mo Shu would be heartbroken and upset, since being treated that way would be embarrassing for anyone.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shu seemed to be in quite a good mood.
After lunch, when he returned to the office that was usually empty in the afternoon, there were suddenly several people standing there.
"Dad, just look at your precious granddaughter," Mo Jiantao’s voice came over, laced with cold sarcasm, "All she does is date, running out every two or three days. She hasn’t been at the company long and she already thinks too highly of herself. If this goes on for a long time, what will become of her?"
Mo Shu walked in slowly, seemingly not hearing Mo Jiantao’s words that only added fuel to the chaos, and asked Ji Nan softly, "What time is it?"
Mo Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Jiantao, "I’m actually surprised, President Mo seems quite dedicated. Right at the start of working hours, you’re already here catching people in my office. With that drive of yours, no wonder you’ve been the vice president for so many decades, impressive!"
Mo Jiantao’s face darkened, and just as he was about to retort, he heard Mr. Mo’s stern shout, "Enough!"
At this moment, Mr. Mo was sitting in Mo Shu’s place, his expression not looking too pleased, "None of you came back home for lunch, yet had time to argue here. And you understand nothing about work, you’re all more disgraceful than the other!"
At these words, Mo Jiantao immediately said, "Dad, not me! I went to talk business at noon!"
"Talk business, show me one deal you’ve made!" Mr. Mo said with a look of disappointment, "All day you hang out with a bunch of fair-weather friends, who knows on which actress’s stomach you woke up this morning; you think I don’t know?"
Mo Jiantao felt his face burning up and said, "Dad, don’t wrong me like that; I really did go to talk business. The other party even said they really liked me, and appreciated me a lot."
Mo Shu chuckled softly, walking behind Mr. Mo.
Mo Jiantao angrily said, "What are you laughing at? You’re the least accomplished in the entire family, and still, you laugh?"
As if he hadn’t heard, Mo Shu massaged Mr. Mo’s shoulders and asked, "Grandpa, did you need me for something?"
Mr. Mo’s massage was just right, and he hummed comfortably, "Your Brother Yun Jing has returned from Italy, and I plan to have him come to the company to mentor you for a while."
Meng Yunjing, being a longtime family friend of both the Mo family and the Yu family.
When they were young, Mo Shu and he were very close. However, as they grew up and Mo Shu’s reputation deteriorated along with years of no contact, their relationship faded.