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Chapter 893

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The general meaning was: From now on, that farm will be the source of fruits for you and your son!

As long as you want to eat it, you can plant it!

You don't have to worry about anything else!

How could Jiang Tingxu not understand the meaning of the man's words? Although she did not show it on her face, her heart was pounding non-stop.

She did not want a certain someone to notice and stuffed several pieces of cantaloupe into her mouth.

Mo Boyuan took a wet towel from the side and wiped his hands:

"I'm going to the study. I'll be out soon."

"Go, go."

There was really no need to be so quick!

Little did she know that the man had not finished the second half of his sentence.

The complete sentence should be:

I'll be out soon to accompany you!

.....

In the study.

When Mo Boyuan pushed open the door and entered, the old master was drinking tea after dinner and was very relaxed.

"You're here?"

"Yes, Grandpa, why did you ask me to come over?"

Based on the old master's personality, he would not disturb the young couple if there was nothing. He could not wait for the young couple to be as intimate as possible.

Mo Er had already mentioned it at the dinner table, so there must be something else.

The old master pointed to the chair at the side:

"Sit."

The man sat down without hesitation and even picked up the teapot in front of the old master to pour himself a cup of tea.

"I heard that J.M.M Company is yours?"

Mo Boyuan was stunned for a moment before he recovered:

"Yes!" He answered honestly.

Obviously, the old master had already grasped the situation. It was useless to be dishonest. Moreover, there was no need to hide such things.

He did not announce it to the public all these years because he did not want to go through so much trouble.

Of course, most of the time, he was not as interested as when he was young. Most of the time, to Mo Boyuan, those were just strings of numbers.

"Alright, I'm just asking. There's nothing else. You can go out." The old master drank his tea and chased him out.

Cough.

So, it was really just a question?

Indeed!

The old master's gaze had long moved away. It was rare for him to continue to look at his eldest grandson.

Now, in the family, only that little guy could be valued by the old master so much!

The others could be whoever they wanted.

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