"Oh my God Achoo! "
When she was having a dream, her nose suddenly itched. All of a sudden, Poppi could not help
sneezing. She rubbed her nose and was about to turn over to continue sleeping when she heard the
dissatisfied voice of the lady of the house. "Little Turtle, it's noon. Haven't you got up yet? Do you want
to piss me off? "
"Oh my God Grandma... " She yawned and tried to open her heavy eyes, but she was not used to the
harsh sunlight and raised her hand to block it.
The old lady sat on the bed and shook a grass in her hand. Seeing that Poppi seemed to wake up, she
rubbed the grass on her nose again and asked, "Little Turtle, are you itchy?"
Poppi struggled to sit up and took a glance at the bedroom. Then she laughed to block the old lady's
"attack". She giggled and said, "grandma, don't be ridiculous! Where's Malcolm? "
"Downstairs." With a smile, she urged, "come on, get up. Let's go to play the game of fight the
landlord."
"Grandma, you are still fighting! My headache is killing me. I don't want to play it. Let Cora and Malcolm
sit with you to play it! "
The old lady looked at Poppi with disgust and pointed at her head as she said, "you... You deserve it! It
would be a headache if she drank so much! Why did you get my grandson to hold you upstairs? Tell
me, did you do it on purpose? "
"What? !" Hearing this, Poppi was shocked with her mouth wide open and her face flushed
immediately. She said awkwardly: "Malcolm, did he bring me here? Last night? How? Holding me like a
princess? "
Knock, knock, knock
While they were talking, someone knocked on the door. Poppi looked over there and saw that Malcolm
was wearing home clothes. He leaned against the door casually and said: "grandma, lunch is ready."
Knowing it was him, Poppi's face was even redder, like a cooked shrimp, biting her finger. Then she
withdrew her eyes from Malcolm, jumped out of the bed, and helped the old lady out of bed.
The old lady walked to the door, patted on Malcolm's hand and said, "thank you very much for
cooking!"
"Not at all. It's my honor to cook for grandma!" Hearing that, Malcolm smiled faintly and put his hand on
the shoulder of the old lady. Although they were not close to each other, it was his limitation. He said,
"grandma, let's go downstairs."
Poppi, in her pajamas, stretched herself and said, "I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth. It
won't take long."
"It's none of my business!" The old lady snorted and didn't even turn around.
Poppi smiled and yawned as she walked to the bathroom. Last night she was drunk and there was
nothing to worry about. She actually took a big advantage of him. It was kind of mercy that he didn't
send the divorce agreement to her. Amitabha!
"Oh, my god! It's already 12 o'clock! "
As soon as Malcolm reached the ground floor, he heard the roar of Poppi from the second floor. He
smirked as if to laugh at her in a different way.
"Mr. Malcolm, let me do it. Wait for me here!" a woman said After a while, Poppi washed herself and
her hair was casually tied to the back of her neck. When she saw Malcolm was pouring the noodles in
the kitchen, she rushed to help.
Then he handed the spoon directly to Poppi without hesitation.
Poppi giggled and whispered, "Mr. Malcolm, last night..."
"Don't mention what happened last night anymore." Malcolm coldly interrupted her and said, "one more
thing. If you drink too much next time, you are not allowed to come back."
Poppi twitched her mouth out of surprise and said, "well, well. I don't know why you are so fierce. You
have never seen me get drunk before..."
In the middle of the sentence, when she felt Malcolm's more fierce sight, Poppi shrank her neck and
laughed out heartlessly.
Knowing what happened to her, Malcolm felt quite annoyed with her. Without a word, he turned around
and left. After a few steps, something occurred to him. He turned around and asked, "do you remember
what Hugh said to you in the car last night?"
"What? What car? Is Mr. Su in the car? " "What did he say?" Poppi was confused
Malcolm looked at her carefully and after a while, he said slowly, "it's good that you don't remember."
"Humph!"
During the dinner, the old lady praised that the noodles cooked by Malcolm were quite delicious. And
Poppi nodded her head as a response. Sure enough, he was her grandson! But she was also happy to
have a chance to eat the noodles made by Malcolm!
"Ah, it's time. Turn on the TV, quick!" After finishing her meal, she trotted to the living room and said, "I
want to watch a funny show. It's the program which made fun of people. Play it quickly, Poppi!"
In a daze, Poppi turned on the TV and asked, "grandma, which channel? I'll call you. "
"How could I know?" The anchorwoman's voice came from the news channel. The old lady pouted and
snorted, "it's new again. There isn't so much news. Anyway, I want to see the funny one!"
"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you right now!" Poppi smiled reluctantly
When Malcolm came over, he just saw Poppi bowing. His heart beat out of a beat.
"The stock of the Quan Group..."
When Poppi was changing channels with the remote control, the old lady suddenly stopped, "go back!
Watch the news just now! "
"What? …… Oh! " Poppi fell back obediently.
"Carl Quan are the CEO of the Quan Group. The surgery is successful, but when will he wake up?"
The scene and the voice of the news made Poppi's heart clench. Looking at the serious expression on
his face, Malcolm suddenly stepped forward and said, "grandma, we..."
"Shut up!" With great momentum, she shouted, "no need to change the channel!"
"It is reported that Quan Qroup has been carefully cultivated, and George Quan, who is going abroad
to study, will return to Ye city soon. He is regarded as the best grandson of Carl Quan, who has
received a PhD in management at a very young age. And it hasn't been confirmed that George Quan
will take over the interim chief after he returns to country. "
The old lady stared at the TV screen, illusory and ironic, "Carl Quan is in hospital?"
"…… Yes. " "Yes" Malcolm said.
"He's still alive! But soon, he can't wake up yet. " After her words, the old lady continued: "the most
outstanding grandson of the Quan family That's because Carl Quan's grandsons are all good for
nothing... "
Holding the remote control, Poppi's heart beat fast. She looked at the old lady with pitiful eyes and then
turned to Malcolm. Malcolm's face was expressionless, as if what the old lady said had nothing to do
with him.
The best As for Malcolm, he should be the best.
But he didn't care about the glory and protection of the Quan Group at all.
All of a sudden, Poppi's heart hurt even more.
"Okay, it's Monday tomorrow. You can go to work now. I won't disturb you anymore." The old lady stood
up, patting her legs. "Cora, we have to go back to the mountain."
Out of nowhere, Cora came out of nowhere and bowed respectfully. "Yes, my lady."
"Grandma, you just come down the mountain for a few days. I haven't take you to have fun yet!" "We're
not in a hurry to go back the mountain, OK?" Poppi came over in a hurry.
The old lady shook her head with a smile, "the air at the foot of the mountain is too muddy, so it's better
to go up the mountain. And out of my ears are quiet."
The old lady was so stubborn that nobody could prevent her. What's more, Malcolm seemed not to
have the intention to stop her.
"Why didn't you stop grandma?" After the old lady left, Poppi couldn't help but ask, "are you afraid that
grandma will distract you here? What do you mean by saying that you have to buy out the Quan
Qroup? Are you going to take actions? "
Then he said slowly, "I'm still taking action." That's what my father hasn't achieved. I must complete it. '.
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