Mo Qian nodded his head lightly. His handsome face was still as calm and composed as ever. He felt warm towards Li Zhen's concern and friendly greetings as an elder!
The Mo family was a hundred-year-old aristocratic family in City H. Their deep roots and vast connections were beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Grandma Mo and old man Li Zhen had known each other for a long time. These two super aristocratic families in City H had always connected.
Therefore, Li Zhen looked at Mo Qian as if he was looking at a junior. He was naturally familiar with and close to him.
However, if one were to compare Mo Qian to Zhuang Xian, Li Zhen would probably still choose his beloved little rascal of a granddaughter, Zhuang Xian.
Mo Qian's previous words seemed very polite on the surface and even a little distant. However, if you think about it carefully, you will find many different things.
