Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 274

Chapter 274: 099: A very happy New Year, a mysteriously strong and foolish tycoon_4

During the process of pasting the couplets, Ni Chenggui kept praising Mo Qishen.

After pasting the couplets, Mo Qishen proposed to leave.

As it was New Year’s Eve, Ni Yang didn’t wish to keep him for dinner, so she walked him to the door, “Be careful on your way, Brother Mo.”

Mo Qishen was still riding his semi-old bicycle, “It’s cold outside, Yangyang, you should go back quickly.”

Ni Yang nodded.

Mo Qishen pushed his bicycle for a few steps, then as if remembering something, called out, “Yangyang.”

“Hmm?” Ni Yang turned back.

Mo Qishen continued, “Yangyang, do you want to go to the temple to burn incense with me tomorrow morning?”

It’s common to go to the temple to burn incense on the morning of the first day of the lunar new year, pleading for peace in the coming year.

Ni Yang didn’t used to believe in such things, but now, she’d rather believe they have some effect than not.

Ni Yang nodded, “Okay, Brother Mo, we’ll see each other tomorrow morning.”

Mo Qishen smiled and said, “Then I’ll come pickyou up tomorrow morning.”

“Hmm.”

Mo Qishen waved at Ni Yang excitedly, “Goodbye, Yangyang.”

Li Xianxian was an orphan without parents, and Old Mrs. Mo, fearing that she’d be lonely, specially asked Mo Baichuan to bring her to the Mo Family for the New Year.

This was the first time Li Xianxian was celebrating the New Year at the Mo Family. She was very excited, busily helping Old Mrs. Mo out.

Just at this moment, Mo Qishen walked in from the door.

It had started snowing heavily without notice. Some snowflakes were stuck on his messy hair. He was originally handsome, but now, with his thin lips tightly pressed together, it seemed like a thin layer of ice had formed on his face.

He was elegant and noble, like a crowned jade.

Li Xianxian’s heartbeat missed a beat at the sight.

But Li Xianxian quickly recovered, realizing that it was all just a facade. He was 27 and had accomplished nothing, he certainly wasn’t worth a second glance.

Though Mo Baichuan might not look as handsome, he was far more capable than him!

The look in Li Xianxian’s eyes gradually turned into disdain, but she still greeted him politely, “Uncle Mo.”

Mo Qishen just nodded lightly in response.

Old Mrs. Mo teased with a smile, “Oh Six, come over. We still haven’t written our couplets. We’re waiting for you to do it.”

Mo Qishen collapsed onto the sofa, “I can’t, Mum. I’m too tired today. Let me rest a while.”

Old Mrs. Mo nodded, “You go.” _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}