Mo Jiu took a deep breath, looked up and saw Long Qingtian's eyes looking over, he straightened his shoulders, stuck out his tongue and entered the room, closed the bathroom door with a bang, and started to take a bath.

Mo Jiu clenched his fists tightly amidst the mist.

Missing her daughter so she asked Jiang Li to call her mother?Her daughter is not dead!

After an unknown amount of time, the surging emotions finally overwhelmed Mo Jiu, wrapped in a bath towel, turned off the faucet, and was just about to go out when he heard a conversation outside.

"She came back wearing such tattered clothes on purpose, it hurts my heart!" Mo Jiayi's voice was choked with sobs, "This child has a lot of thoughts since he was a child."

"Mom, don't say that, maybe Xiao Jiu has no money. Besides, the eastern suburb is small and desolate. It was originally a village near Kyoto, and the nanny there must not know how to dress." Jiang Li reminded kindly.

"No money? The living expenses given to her every month are enough for five students. The 1 yuan is pocket money, and the money for clothes is not included. How much can she eat alone? Can she have no money?" Mo Jiayi sighed tone.

"Mom, I just bought a few sets of skirts there a while ago. I think Xiao Jiu is about the same height as me. Let's bring them here and let Xiao Jiu wear them."

"Hey, Xiaoli, let her order in the future, she is young and ignorant."

"Understood, Mom, don't worry."

……

The hand on the doorknob froze.

Mo Jiu felt depressed to the extreme.

Did Lao Mo dislike her clothes and embarrass her?Jiang Li is mocking her for not knowing clothes?

Damn!

She even relies on the rent of that mansion for her meals. If she doesn't give her money, is it possible that she, a middle school student, can earn money to buy clothes by herself?She is not a cash cow!

But according to what the two of them said, Lao Mo sent her living expenses every month?

But eight years ago, when Mrs. Li left the villa, she clearly pointed at her forehead and scolded her because Mo Jiayi couldn't remember her, and she hasn't paid living expenses for a long time!

Could it be that Mrs. Li is lying?

Shaking his head, not thinking about it, Mo Jiu opened the door and went out, there were indeed a few dresses on the bed, the labels had not been taken off, and the English, European and French on them, Mo Jiu didn't know any of them.

"Xiao Jiu, dry your hair quickly and put on your clothes. I'll wait for you." Mo Jiayi stared at Mo Jiu with frowned eyebrows. After saying this, she glanced at her deeply, her eyes fell on the skirt on the bed, the meaning was obvious.

"Old Mo, I get it."

Mo Jiu's ruffian responded.

Mo Jiayi walked out.

There is no need for everyone to pay homage to the ancestors. Mo Jiayi and everyone entered the Mo family ancestral hall one by one. After offering incense to Grandma Mo, they sat at the dining table and prepared to eat.

Mo Jiu changed her clothes, and when she went to the ancestral hall, others had already burned incense first. She first burned a stick of incense for her grandma, and stood under the tombstone quietly staring at the serious old man in the portrait. She remained silent for a long time before finally Go back to the lobby.

In front of the large dining table in the living room, Mo Jiayi was sitting on a high seat, and a middle-aged man in a suit who looked gentle and well-behaved sat down with Jiang Li. Because of the presence of Long Qingtian on the dining table, his anger seemed a little depressed.

"What time is it, are you still here?" Mo Jiayi frowned, and looked up towards the stairs.

Jiang Mingyuan is a man with a good temper. Hearing this, he sighed: "Xiaoyi, this child has been stubborn since he was a child. Don't always talk to her in this tone."

Mo Jiayi raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but did not answer.

"Mom, I'll go and have a look." Jiang Li stood up in time.

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