NFBE Chapter 388 No Invitation
Chapter 388 No Invitation
Kneeling at the gate of Tianyi?
Fang's mother did such a shameful thing!
"Old Fang, it's not that serious, why don't we go look for Yuning again? After all, we've raised him for more than 20 years, he can't be without any feelings for us!"
Fang Jianguo snorted coldly, "Looking for him, did he answer the phone when you called him before?"
After the company was sidelined, Fang Jianguo went to find Fang Yuning, but was threatened by the other party.
He wanted Fang's mother to play the family card, but Fang Yuning didn't buy it at all, and Fang's mother didn't even get to see him.
Fang's mother was speechless and tears suddenly flowed out.
"Old Fang, if I really have to kneel down in front of someone's door, how can I have the face to go out again in the future?"
Fang's mother cried so hard that she couldn't even speak, but unfortunately Fang Jianguo had no sympathy at all.
"It's okay if you don't want to kneel. Just wait for Fang's bankruptcy and we can sleep on the street together! Oh, by the way, you still have a brother. I just don't know if the Zhang family will still tolerate you as a married woman after you become useless!"
Thinking of the expressions on her family's faces when she went back to borrow money last time, Fang's mother felt a chill down her spine.
Seeing Fang's mother's face turn pale, Fang Jianguo knew that the time was almost right. He relaxed his expression and held Fang's mother's hand.
"Huilan, I'm not being cruel and forcing you, but if I don't do this, our Fang family will really be at an end. After all, it's a century-old foundation, and I don't want it to be ruined in my own hands."
Fang's mother looked up at him and said, "I'm a little tired. I want to go upstairs and rest first."
Fang Jianguo nodded, "Okay, you take a rest first."
Fang Jianguo knew when to quit. Fang's mother was obviously already too nervous, and pushing her any further would only backfire.
Otherwise, let her think about it quietly alone, whether she should save face or continue to be Mrs. Fang.
Ruan Tang had no idea about the Fang family's plans.
In order to deal with online matters these past two days, he and Mo Jinchen have been staying in the Zijin Building.
Grandma Mo just called and asked when they would return to the old house.
It just so happened that the online matters had been almost dealt with, so the two planned to return to the old house tonight.
Grandma Mo was very happy after hearing this, and asked the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes that Ruan Tang liked in the evening.
When the car was about to drive into the old house, Mo Jinchen took out a large scarf from somewhere and put it around Ruan Tang's neck.
Ruan Tang twisted his body and said, "It's only a few steps from the car, there's no way I'll be cold."
Mo Jinchen coaxed in a gentle voice: "Be good, it's windy outside today, don't catch a cold."
"All right!"
Ruan Tang had no choice but to compromise and let the other party put the scarf around him.
The car just stopped in front of the old house. Uncle Wang was already waiting at the door and opened it for them.
Ruan Tang got out of the car and said, "Uncle Wang, it's so cold, you don't have to come out."
It's just a matter of opening a door, he can do it himself.
Uncle Wang just smiled and said, "Master Ruan, please go in quickly. Don't get cold."
As he was talking, Mo Jinchen also got out of the car, held Ruan Tang's hand, and walked into the old house together.
"Madam, the two young masters are back."
Grandma Mo had been waiting in the living room. When she heard Uncle Wang's voice, a smile immediately appeared on her face.
Xuebao, who had been lying on her legs, also pricked up his ears. When he saw that the people who came back were the two little masters, he immediately jumped down, pounced on Ruan Tang, rubbed his legs, and acted coquettishly towards him.
Ruan Tang immediately squatted down and picked him up.
He buried his head in Olaf's back and took a deep breath. He raised his head in satisfaction and smoothed Olaf's fur.
"Little slime!"
Grandma Mo smiled and said, "You're finally back. I missed you so much."
Ruan Tang immediately squatted down and acted coquettishly towards Grandma Mo, "Grandma, I miss you too."
Olaf: Meow~~
The happy atmosphere of the family of four makes people feel warm.
While eating, Grandma Mo did not ask Ruan Tang about the latest news on the Internet, but just kept picking up food for Ruan Tang.
"The New Year is just a few days away, so you all stay at home, right?"
Ruan Tang's cheeks were bulging from eating so much. He finally swallowed everything and said, "Well, things are almost done. The new drama will not start shooting until after the New Year."
Grandma Mo patted his hands and said, "That's good. I thought you were going to attend some New Year's Eve party."
During every Chinese New Year, major satellite TV stations including CCTV will prepare New Year’s Eve parties and invite the most famous stars to perform.
Except for CCTV, the programs of other satellite TV stations are basically recorded.
Ruan Tang received quite a few invitations to sing on stage, but Tang Ming declined them all.
"If there is a chance, I still want to be on the Spring Festival Gala, but unfortunately I was not invited this year."
In fact, considering Ruan Tang's fame, he is indeed qualified to perform on the Spring Festival Gala.
However, the preparations for the Spring Festival Gala usually start half a year in advance, and Ruan Tang really became famous after the broadcast of "Chasing the Murderer", and his image was not very good, as he was a perverted murderer.
Therefore, the Spring Festival Gala Organizing Committee did not include him in the invitation list.
Hearing a hint of regret in his tone, Grandma Mo looked at her grandson.
"If I remember correctly, don't you get an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala every year?"
Moshi is one of the biggest sponsors of the Spring Festival Gala.
Mo Jinchen nodded, "Yes."
"Why don't we have a reunion dinner earlier this year and watch the Spring Festival Gala together."
Although Grandma Mo has not spoken a word, it does not mean that she has not read the news online in the past two days.
Knowing Ruan Tang's life experience was one thing, but after hearing him describe his experiences in person and seeing the videos on Weibo, Grandma Mo couldn't help but feel distressed and wanted to be nicer to the child.
"But the Spring Festival Gala will last until midnight. Grandma, will your body be able to handle it?"
Ruan Tang was a little moved, but he was more concerned about Grandma Mo's health.
Hearing his words, Grandma Mo felt warm in her heart.
"It's okay, grandma is in good health. It's okay to stay up late occasionally. If you are really sleepy, grandma, go home first."
So, the family decided to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.
The day after Ruan Tang and his friends returned, they began to clean and decorate the old house.
Traditional Spring Festival couplets and window decorations are indispensable.
The Spring Festival couplets were written by Grandma Mo herself.
While she was writing Spring Festival couplets, Ruan Tang was grinding ink for her.
After Grandma Mo finished writing a piece of calligraphy, she picked it up and blew on it.
Ruan Tang was praising her at the side, "Grandma is amazing, her handwriting is so beautiful."
It's not that Ruan Tang is exaggerating blindly. Grandma Mo comes from a scholarly family and her running script is very vigorous and powerful, with every stroke revealing her elegance.
Grandma Mo was delighted by her praise, "Did you sneak some cakes this afternoon? Why does your little mouth look like it was covered with honey?"
After writing a few couplets, Grandma Mo felt a little tired.
"Can Tangtang write calligraphy?"
Ruan Tang nodded, "A little bit."
Hearing this, Grandma Mo handed him the pen and said, "How about I leave the rest to you."
Ruan Tang did not refuse. He picked up the pen and wrote down the writing with a turn of his wrist. Flowing cursive script appeared on the red paper.
Grandma Mo looked at it and nodded secretly.
The brush strokes are like a dragon, and the white strokes are free and unrestrained. The writing is quite spiritual!
Ruan Tang moved quickly and finished writing the rest of the couplet.