The real lady of rebirth

Chapter 108

On the weekend night, when Mo Qinghuan went to the appointment, she originally wanted to dress casually, but when she thought that since she wanted to thank Shen Yu, being too casual seemed disrespectful, so she changed her clothes and dressed up carefully before going out.

It was only when she got downstairs that she realized that Shen Yu had asked the driver to pick her up. Such thoughtful service made her almost forget that she was the one who treated the guests.

Mo Shengfan happily sent her out, "Dining with Mr. Shen should be polite, don't be willful and make Mr. Shen unhappy, you know? Also, don't worry about spending money, how much money you can spend on dining with Mr. Shen is worth it... ..."

He instructed tirelessly as if he was sending his daughter to school for the first time, and Mo Qinghuan listened silently until she was about to get in the car, before she said: "Got it, if Dad continues, I'm going to be late."

Only then did Mo Shengfan close the chatterbox. After sending her into the car, he felt relieved to see the car slowly go away. If Qing Huan could catch Mr. Shen's eyes, it would definitely be of great benefit to him. She was well coaxed, and she was obedient, so she could help herself.

Mo Shengfan dialed his abacus resoundingly, but he didn't notice the increasingly gloomy faces of Zhao Yuya and Mo Ziting.

"Your father was completely confused by that lowly girl Qing Huan. It would be much more beneficial to curry favor with Mr. Shen than to cling to the Chu family. How can we talk in this family from now on?" Zhao Yuya gritted her teeth angrily.

"Mom, we still have cards." Mo Ziting touched her mother's belly and said, "If my mother gave birth to a younger brother and grandma is happy, we still have the possibility of turning around. No matter how capable Qing Huan is, she is just a girl. If you become a man, it has nothing to do with the Mo family, and in the future, the property of the Mo family will belong to the younger brother?"

Zhao Yuya snorted coldly, "If it's our daughter, don't we just fetch water from the bamboo basket? We can't be so passive. Mo Qinghuan must be kicked out before the child is born. I can't feel at ease every day she is there."

Mo Ziting rolled her eyes, "How about I go and snatch Shen Yu over?"

"No, don't act recklessly." Zhao Yuya quickly shook her head and denied it. She still knew how important her daughter was. She was afraid that her daughter would think too much, so she said, "Shen Yu has contacts with the Ye family. Offending the Ye family will not do us good."

"Then what should we do?" Mo Ziting asked, her father is obviously leaning towards Mo Qinghuan now, grandparents will not help them until the child is born, and they can't find a reliable person, how to deal with Mo Qing joyous?
"You forgot your Uncle He?" Zhao Yuya sneered, "He is our last card."

"Uncle He..." Mo Ziting's heart flashed with panic, and she hesitated, "Is it possible for him to help us?"

Zhao Yuya didn't answer her. Even Mo Ziting didn't know many things, and she couldn't let her know. Anyway, she was sure that the Mo family would belong to her in the end!

In the exquisitely decorated private room, Mo Qinghuan took off her coat and wore a slim dark blue dress. Her fair skin looked like cream under the light. The pretty villain sitting there was as beautiful as an elf in a fairy tale.

Shen Yu is still wearing a suit with a good look, but the shirt inside has been changed from the usual white to purple. Purple is a difficult color to control, but when worn on him, not only is it not obtrusive, but it also highlights his elegance and restraint. His handsome face was such a killer that Mo Qinghuan was too embarrassed to look directly at him.

There were only the two of them in the private room, and when they didn't talk to each other, they were too quiet, which made Mo Qinghuan nervous unconsciously, and had to say something to break the embarrassment.

Mo Qinghuan raised his head and glanced at Shen Yu who was facing him. He seemed to be very relaxed, without any unnaturalness. He couldn't help but despise himself. It was just a meal. What's there to be nervous about?
(End of this chapter)