Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Could Ling Wushuang's grandfather be the old man he knew?    

After all, nowadays doctors worked hard for a while. There were not many doctors who believed in the old man.    

Moreover, both of them had the surname Ling.    

It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?    

He then shook his head speechlessly and tossed this absurd idea out of his mind.    

If it was really that old man who taught him medicine, no matter how bold Director Guo was, he probably wouldn't dare to arrange for his granddaughter to be his nanny.    

"I think I was thinking too much..."    

Mo Nan whispered and left Ling Wushuang's side.    

He went back to the bedroom.    

He hurriedly took out a paper box from under the bed. The box was very old and there were only some old and worthless things inside.    

One of them was a photo. It was a group photo.    

Mo Nan held the photo in his hand and looked at it carefully. In the photo, in the middle of the crowd, there was a smiling old man holding a little girl in her teens by his hand.    

"It really isn't her!"    

Mo Nan smiled happily as if he was relieved.    

As he said, The little girl back then was ugly, fat, and fat. She was not as pretty as Ling Wushuang. In terms of looks, she was even slightly better than Su Bingqing.    

Ling Wushuang, who was not very tall, looked almost like a porcelain doll. She could not find any flaws.    

As for the Lin girl in his memory, if it was not because he was too young and could not control her restless hormones, plus the fact that there was no other opposite sex in the training camp, he would not have brought her to the woods to do those unbearable things.    

Because of this, after he matured, he no longer dared to visit the old man in charge of teaching medicine in the training camp.    

"It's been so many years. Ling Er should have forgotten about those things a long time ago. Hmm, I'll ask the old man for his contact details later. I should go and see the old man."    

Mo Nan was not a good person, but he valued etiquette more than anyone else due to the way his family taught him.    

In the past, there were more than ten old men in the training camp, Old Master Ling Leesheng. He was the only one who was willing to be called a master.    

Old Master Ling Leesheng's honest personality had a lot of influence on him.    

Before he met Old Master Ling Leesheng, his personality was much worse than now.    

There was nothing he didn't dare to do.    

Putting away the photo, Mo Nan lay back on the bed. He took his phone and dialed a number skillfully.    

"What?"    

An old voice asked impatiently.    

"Just think that your son is old."    

Mo Nan smiled shamelessly.    

The old man's personality had been bad ever since he remembered. He had been like this all these years. Sometimes, he even wondered if it would be better to arrange a love affair for the old man.    

Unfortunately, when he thought of the consequences of doing so, he didn't dare to do it.    

"Thinking my a * s."    

When the old man heard that, he immediately started cursing.    

"I don't need you to think about it. When will you bring your daughter-in-law back to me? That will be filial."    

"Soon, soon."    

Mo Nan agreed.    

"Eh?"    

The old man's tone eased up a little. Then, as if he had understood something, he said leisurely,    

"Have you met the girl from the Su family?"    

"Yes."    

... The girl smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I? I've already said it. It's a pity that the girl is worthy of you. Such a beautiful daughter. " If Old Su is still alive, he will definitely regret his promise. "    

What a pity. Back then, something happened to the Su family, and he couldn't make it through... "    

The old man suddenly said in a lonely manner.    

It was precisely because of this that he attached great importance to the engagement back then. Even if he didn't care about Mo Nan's objection, he still wanted to send someone to capture his son from overseas.    

The older generation were all like this. When a friend passed away, he always felt that his children should be taken care of by himself.    

The old master of Qin family was like this, and so was he.    

Fortunately, Su Bingqing inherited the characteristics of the ugly girl in Su family. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to persuade Mo Nan.    

The old man then said,    

"It's just that my body is weak. It's not like I lack arms and legs. After resting for so many days, I'll be back soon."    

"It's already f * cking the seventh day. Why don't you come back this year?"    

Obviously, Mo Nan could not hide the fact that he went overseas to carry out missions a while ago.    

Mo Nan then became happy.    

"I knew you were a sharp tongue and a soft heart. You really don't want a son like me. Why did you investigate me behind my back?"    

... ""    

The old man was silent for a while.    

After a while, Mo Nan thought for a while and promised,    

"Before the fifteenth, I will try my best to bring Bingqing back. As for whether she is happy or not, I do not know."    

"Yes."    

The old man agreed.    

Mo Nan and the old man asked for Ling Leesheng's contact information and hung up.    

"Master..."    

Looking at the number in his hand, Mo Nan turned around and got off the bed.    

When he arrived downstairs, he saw Ling Wushuang busy with lunch, so he greeted her.    

"Don't worry about me for lunch. I'm going to see an old man. I'll stay for lunch. I'll be back in the afternoon."    

"You're not allowed to drink."    

Ling Wushuang glared at him.    

Mo Nan smiled and nodded. He quickly left the villa.    

He waited for him to leave.    

Ling Wushuang, who had realized something, quickly took out her phone and called home.    

"Hello, grandpa. Mo Nan is going to be a guest at home. Quickly put away all my photos..."    

On the other side, the old man almost immediately roared.    

Lin Wushuang blushed and explained helplessly.    

"No, I'm not with him. He's been injured recently. Uncle Guo asked me to take care of him temporarily."    

"Well, he really isn't. He's just a hooligan. I won't like him."    

... ""    

Why did you keep the photos? Aiya, why are you asking so many questions? Just do as I say."    

After a long while, Ling Wushuang finally convinced the old man to put away all the things related to her. Only then did Ling Wushuang let out a sigh of relief. However, her grandfather's words echoed in her ears. She could not help but raise her head in confusion.    

"Yes, why should I hide it from him..."    

"But what if he does not like me when he says it out?"    

"Aiya, it's really annoying."    

Ling Wushuang scratched her head and looked at the burnt rice in front of her. She quickly stopped thinking and started to work again.    

A young girl's feelings were always poetry. What she cared about was whether the man in her heart would like her.    

Compared to that, everything else was not that important.    

For example, old rascal and his other girlfriends...    

After resting for so many days, Due to Ling Wushuang taking good care of him, Mo Nan's body had recovered a lot. At least he didn't need to walk on crutches.    

"Thinking of me, the mighty Feiloong Mountain God of Chariot..."    

When he touched the steering wheel again, Mo Nan could not suppress the excitement in his heart.    

God knows how many times he had tried to snatch the steering wheel from the driver when he had to go out for the past few days. He felt the speed of the bus's retirement and how many times he had tried to snatch the steering wheel from the driver.    

He was afraid of getting beaten, so he suppressed the urge in his heart.