Chapter 93 - 3: Change Your Clothes

Should she ask Tang Yan for help? If she really couldn’t wait to slowly collect clues, it would be faster to ask Tang Yan for help.

Qin Ran entered the account password and wanted to click the enter key.

However, on second thought, she decided to forget about it. This is the third time she had looked for him in these two months, and it was not a small matter every time. His status in the National Security Bureau was special, and he was busy with matters. It was also very inconvenient for him to always help her investigate this and that. She should rely on herself first.

“Dad, Mom, don’t worry. I will definitely investigate the truth to comfort your souls in heaven.”?Qin Ran closed her eyes and thought to herself.

The golden autumn and September were good times for school to start.

In the morning, Mo Qing was called over to work by his boss with a face full of reluctance. It was the job that he was bad at —- helping people choose their clothes.

“How about this?” Mo Chi, who was in a dark blue suit, asked Mo Qing.

Mo Qing nodded fiercely. “This set is beautiful. Boss, you’re really handsome.”

Mo Chi wasn’t happy to hear the praise. After all, Mo Qing said the same thing for the four suits that he had tried before.

“You can’t be perfunctory, or your salary will be deducted!” Mo Chi said as he retracted his gaze to the wardrobe. He was still not satisfied with this set, so he should choose another one.

“Boss, to be honest, I think these clothes are all similar. Moreover, isn’t a suit a little too formal? You’re sending Young Madam to school, not to a meeting.” Mo Qing simply poured out the complaints in his heart when he saw that his boss’s expression was very good today.

When Mo Chi heard this, he turned around and frowned at Mo Qing.?It’s over, it’s over. Could Boss be angry?

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Mo Chi’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed and he smiled. “That’s a good idea. I think I’ll wear something more casual.” As he spoke, he walked towards another wardrobe and chose a thin gray sweater and a pair of black sweatpants.

After changing, he looked at himself in the mirror and found himself much more pleasing to the eye.

“From the looks of it, you’re indeed much younger. Those who don’t know might think that you’ve just turned thirty.”

Mo Chi had despised himself whenever he heard that he was thirty years old ever since he married this young lass. He was wearing such a set of clothes that made him look so young, yet he was still considered thirty years old. It was really infuriating.

Mo Chi looked at the mirror and placed his left hand in his pocket as he sized himself up.

So be it. It was barely satisfactory.

Mo Chi walked out of the room on the second floor and saw Qin Ran sitting at the dining table eating obediently. He saw that the lass was wearing a light yellow short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts. Which senior wouldn’t be tempted by her fair and tender long legs?

Mo Chi’s jealousy rose to his throat and he quickly arrived beside Qin Ran. “It’s already September. You’ll catch a cold if you wear so little. Auntie Sun, accompany Young Madam upstairs to change into long pants.”

Qin Ran ate her porridge and said casually, “School starts today, we will definitely have to move things back and forth and walk a lot. I will definitely sweat once I get to work, so it’s definitely not wrong to dress cooler.”

“I promise I won’t let you do any work today. Hurry up and go upstairs to change your clothes.” Mo Chi pulled out a chair and sat beside Qin Ran.

Only then did Qin Ran notice that Mo Chi was dressed differently today. She asked curiously, “Mr. Mo, you’re dressed so casually today. Where are you going to play?”

“I’m going to your school to play.”

“Huh?” Qin Ran originally thought that she would be going to school alone today. After all, the distance wasn’t very far, and it would only take half an hour to get there by taxi. “Didn’t you ask me to go alone?”

“Of course. But a parent has to send you off on the first day of school.”

This lass was really too young. Mo Chi always had the illusion that he was raising a daughter, so he blurted out and called himself her parent.

“Parent?” Qin Ran was surprised. “What parent?”

Mo Chi actually dared to take advantage of her.

“Alright, alright. Hurry up and change your clothes. Anyway, you don’t have to do anything today. You don’t have to worry about anything.” Mo Chi placed his hands on Qin Ran’s shoulders. After she swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, he picked her up from the chair and urged her to change her clothes.