novelraw Chapter 546 - 463 Buding Likes (One More Update)
Chapter 546 - 463 Buding Likes (One More Update)
Chapter 546: Chapter 463 Buding Likes (One More Update)
Just as the friend who had mentioned seeing Master Leng earlier walked over with a toast, they casually remarked, "Is Master Leng taking on a final apprentice? It looks like he’s pouring his heart and soul into teaching!"
That wasn’t meant to sound bitter—it’s just that ordinary students and true apprentices simply aren’t the same, are they?
Her relatives had asked Leng Qiankai for favors before, but he turned them all down directly.
You couldn’t tell just by looking that the young man was particularly talented.
Mrs. Leng chuckled awkwardly, "That joke’s really not funny! When has he ever taken on a final apprentice? Come on, let’s drink! Thank you all for coming today!"
"True! Enough messing around—cheers!"
"Alright! Cheers!"
During this time, Mrs. Leng’s phone rang again. Leng Ning asked her if she was still coming to her brother’s house; if not, they’d start eating without her!
Mrs. Leng told them to go ahead, she was dining out and wouldn’t be heading back for a while.
When everything wrapped up over on her side, she encountered Leng Qiankai and Nie Xiuwei in the hall.
Mrs. Leng had been drinking, and she had arrived earlier in someone else’s car.
The group she was eating with was a bunch of old acquaintances. Seeing Leng Qiankai, someone teased, "Master Leng really is the model husband! Is he here to pick up Ouyang and take her home?"
The jokes were lighthearted and good-natured.
Leng Qiankai replied indifferently with a few words. Everyone had known him for ages, and they were all familiar with how he was.
They exchanged goodbyes and parted ways.
Nie Xiuwei politely said goodbye to the pair, then strode off.
Mrs. Leng watched his back with confusion—why did it feel like this young man was upset?
What could he possibly be upset about?
Mr. Leng asked Mrs. Leng, "Shall we go over and see Buding at our son’s place?"
"Of course! If I hadn’t been so busy the past couple of days, I would’ve gone earlier! Take me to Mochen’s place!"
Thinking of adorable Buding, Mrs. Leng quickly brushed off any lingering minor annoyances from the evening.
Mr. Leng chuckled and shook his head, lamenting how grandparents were hopeless—they eagerly doted on their grandkids.
Who knew if the children would remember their kindness when they grew up?
On the way, Mr. Leng couldn’t stop praising Nie Xiuwei—the epitome of excellence—and remarked that Old Wang was spot on; the young man was absolutely his type.
At first, Mrs. Leng patiently listened, but eventually, she grew annoyed from hearing it too much.
Unable to hold back, she retorted, "All these years, you’ve never praised our Mochen like this! Is he really that good? Better than your own son?"
Mr. Leng glanced at Mrs. Leng and pointed a finger at her. "You don’t get it! I’m talking about talent—do you understand? Mochen is indeed very accomplished, but he takes after the old man; his mind is entirely focused on business matters.
But this kid is different. His mind and vision are solely about painting! Only this kind of focus can lead to greatness—do you get it?"
Mrs. Leng frowned in dissatisfaction, "I don’t see it!"
What she perceived was different from what Leng Qiankai saw—she found that young man exuded a gloomy aura. He didn’t seem like someone with a kind nature, and his eyes always seemed to carry a hint of menace.
"There’s no point explaining to you!" Mr. Leng decided to drop the conversation, focusing instead on driving.
"Hmph!" With a huff, Mrs. Leng turned away to look out of the car window, determined to ignore him.
She thought to herself, "This man must be nuts!"
When they arrived at Leng Mochen’s villa, they noticed the cars in the yard, and Leng Qiankai guessed that Jin Yichen must be there as well.
He glanced at Mrs. Leng but didn’t show any expression.
Those old events—he had never told her about them.
And there was no need for her to ever know.
Aunt Zhang came to open the door, and once Mr. Leng and Mrs. Leng had swapped out their shoes and stepped past the screen, they were greeted by the sight of a table piled high with seafood shells.
"Hello, Uncle and Aunt!"
Jin Yichen stood up to greet them.
Mrs. Leng smiled warmly, "Yichen, you’re here! Please, sit, sit!"
Mr. Leng gazed at him, noticing some facial features that resembled Su Ye, his emotions mixed. He casually asked, "Did you just come back from out of town?"
"Yes! I just got back not long ago. My dad even mentioned coming by your place sometime soon!"
Leng Qiankai responded after a brief pause, nodding, "Alright! Call in advance!"
In his mind, he understood Jin Jiachao’s intentions.
Li Si and Leng Mochen had already finished eating—only Leng Ning was still eating at the table!
"Dad, Mom, would you like to eat something?" Li Si played her part as a dutiful daughter-in-law.
Leng Mochen nodded lightly, his expression calm.
Mrs. Leng waved her hand with a smile, "We ate before coming here, don’t trouble yourselves! Where’s Buding?"
"He should be waking up soon! I’ll go check!" She clearly knew what they had come for.
So Li Si headed to Buding’s room.
Mrs. Leng glared at her daughter, who was still eating so ungracefully in front of her boyfriend, "Why haven’t you finished yet?"
Leng Ning swallowed the crab meat and grinned, "Because it’s delicious, I eat more! It’s really fresh; Mom, why don’t you try some?"
"You go ahead!" She didn’t share her daughter’s carefree attitude.
Leng Ning obediently returned to the crab battle, while Mr. Leng and Jin Yichen made small talk despite the slightly awkward atmosphere.
Leng Mochen kept flipping through some documents for tomorrow’s meeting.
The sound of Xiao Guai coming down the stairs echoed again, and both Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng looked visibly alarmed—wasn’t this the monkey that had scratched John?
Mrs. Leng asked, "Mochen, why is this monkey back here again?"
Previously, when Li Si was pregnant, the monkey had been absent. When she asked her son, he said it had been temporarily sent to someone else’s home to be fostered.
After the baby was born, it was brought back—but Mrs. Leng had suggested getting rid of it altogether. What if the monkey hurt the baby?
Leng Mochen hadn’t replied at the time, so she had taken his silence as agreement.
But now it seemed she had been wrong!
Mr. Leng didn’t seem pleased either. Even though John hadn’t been his biological grandson, the fact that the monkey had hurt someone wasn’t okay.
Putting down his document, Leng Mochen replied coolly, "Buding likes it."
Both Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng were caught in conflict.
In their minds, Buding held the highest level of importance—as high as the stars and moon, and they would reach for them if Buding asked.
But this monkey—what if it hurt their grandchild?
Xiao Guai completely ignored everyone’s inner struggles. It had gone upstairs, played for a while, and decided downstairs was more interesting, which was why it had come down.
It didn’t see its owner, and it wasn’t particularly familiar with the other people there, except for Leng Mochen.
So it swiftly ran to Leng Mochen’s side, baring its teeth at him, asking for head pats. Leng Mochen habitually patted its head a couple of times as if it were a ball.
"Owwuuu!" Xiao Guai let out a satisfied cry.
Mrs. Leng was stunned!
Suddenly, the thought crossed her mind—was it Li Si who wanted to keep the monkey?
After all, Mochen had never been someone particularly fond of animals.
Mrs. Leng approached Leng Mochen and whispered, "Mochen! When did you start liking animals? Is this Xiao Guai here because of Sisi?"
Leng Mochen’s expression cooled slightly. "It’s me!"
Mrs. Leng felt a pang of frustration. She had long understood that her son had turned into someone who forgot his mother’s existence after getting married, and this painted the picture even more clearly.
She couldn’t even ask him anything without being met with resistance. (To be continued. If you enjoyed this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)