Good Morning, Dear

Mo Li shook his body and suddenly changed his face. He heard not the most beautiful language in the world, but the most vicious and ironic language in the world.

Bobbi!

Bobbi!

It's not his daughter. What's the use of calling Barbie? What does it have to do with him? Did she come to show off? Are you here to pull hatred?

He stared at her with hatred and anger: "Cheng Qingyao, are you sick? Nan Niannian is not my daughter. What if she would call Barbie? Don't forget, I also have a son, and my son would call Barbie, which is nothing to show off."

"I didn't show off. I didn't mean to show off..."

"It doesn't mean to show off. What does that mean? Cheng Qingyao, I tell you, I never like my daughter. I like my son. My son can be the heir, continue incense, and have grandchildren. What about my daughter? What about my daughter? What can my daughter do? Can I do this? It's useless at all. I have to pay a lot of dowry and lose money."

"..." Cheng Qingyao's face turned white. Her white lips didn't have any blood. She looked at him strangely.

He was not like this before. He used to like his daughter... Why did you give him photos, just to impress him with photos... Although Niannian was not the child they had conceived for the first time, Niannian looked almost the same as the baby he had described.

Because there was nothing to do, I thought of using this move!

I just didn't expect that he would say such vicious words... In the past, Cheng Qingyao would turn around and leave, but now it's not the same. She can't go. She's trembling with anger. She still doesn't dare to step on her feet. She just weakly takes back the photo and says with a deep breath: "I can't regenerate. I have only one daughter in my life. Good or bad, she is my most important daughter and my only daughter..."

"It's your only daughter. What does it have to do with me? It's your most important daughter. What does it have to do with me? I don't know you well. There's no need to think about it for you. If we don't know each other well, even if we walk on the street, we won't recognize each other." as soon as the voice fell, he stepped on the accelerator with hatred and "whoosh" When she left, Cheng Qingyao, who was beside the car, shook fiercely at a fast speed. She reeled back a few times before she could stabilize her body.

Cheng Qingyao also suddenly remembered the time when she was celebrating the new year's banquet. When she was walking on the street in England, someone suddenly wiped her. She didn't turn around or look back, but she could be sure it was him. Now, did he recognize her that time? So he remembered the revenge?

Nan Youjin called and told her to go back and have a rest. He went to find Mo Li and had a good talk.

She refused: "I'll insist again. I know his temper and can't stand the grinding. If it's worse, he should be soft hearted."

"He has changed, not what he used to be..."

"Rivers and mountains are easy to change, nature is hard to change, and there will be some remnants of nature." Cheng Qingyao insists on doing it by herself. She thinks this kind of thing is better for women. There must be one crying, two making and three hanging. Nan Youjin, an old man, can't do it.

Really, she can give up everything in order to read!

She continued to sit behind the wall. When she saw him out at 8 p.m., she immediately ran to stop him. This time, she changed her method and directly talked to him about money: "we'll negotiate in the way of businessmen. How much do you want to save Niannian?"

"Do you think I'm short of money? Do you think I need to make money by selling my body?"

“……”

"Talk to me about money, OK, I'll ask you, how much is it worth in your heart?" Mo Li raised his lips, looked at her wickedly, and sneered: "Cheng Qingyao, you are much more stupid than I thought. Can you afford to talk with money with your life?"

Cheng Qingyao was frozen there, numb as a chicken. The more anxious he was, the more confused he became. His thoughts were priceless. How could he get money to talk about it? How could he afford it? He stepped on the accelerator and left. This time he didn't go too fast. He slowly refueled until he left completely. He didn't increase the accelerator. He disappeared.

At work the next day, I saw Cheng Qingyao sitting behind the wall. She looked unspeakably haggard and embarrassed. She was like an abandoned woman abandoned by a man and a beggar on the street. She was messy and dirty.

He didn't stop or give her a chance to rush over and drive in.

At night, when the car was stopped by her, she found that the assistant driver was sitting on an extremely gorgeous woman with a noble perfume. She shook it with a silk handkerchief and shook her nose. "This beggar is really smart. He knows how to pick a good car. Now, I'll buy some for you."

Throw out two red bills and throw them on her!

She also saw that his eyes were full of ridicule, ironic ridicule, indifferent ridicule, and the ridicule of human rights and wrongs... She was injured. Really, no matter how strong the iron wall can withstand this injury

move back!

Turn around!

Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed his private mobile phone number. She always remembered that number, but she never called. He didn't hang up. Although it was a strange call, he didn't hang up and gave a low hello.

Seems a little angry!

Seems a little upset!

Seems a little angry!

She ignored these and said to him as she walked forward: "If things in the past hurt you, it's all my fault, and I can pay it back. If you have to apply this fault to Niannian, then I have to apologize to Niannian and let her live and die in this world. If a person lives, doesn't he run for death? Early death is death, and late death is death, so why struggle and panic?"

"Cheng Qingyao, are you threatening me?"

"No, I just want to tell you that you have the right not to save people, but you have no right to insult me."

"Are you still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"No qualification, so don't talk, goodbye, when I haven't been here." then hung up the phone and walked along the road step by step.

Moli's chest fluctuated violently. The mobile phone fell hard on the front glass. The girl beside him screamed: "Moli, what are you doing!"

"Get down, get down, get down quickly." Mo Li turned his head and yelled at her with bloody eyes. It didn't look like a cold-blooded Mo Li, but like a trapped beast that could swallow her alive at any time.

She was so scared that she pushed the door down with the oversized skirt of her evening dress. Just after she got down, Mo Li stepped on the accelerator and whizzed away, causing her to fall directly to the ground, her half arm abraded, and a hot blood light.

She cursed Mo Li!

Mo Li was afraid of her curse and called Tan Yeying: "kill Miss Xiong."

"What?" Tan Yeying felt that she had heard wrong. She held Miss Xiong in her arms a few days ago. How can she be blocked if she is good today?

"Too stupid, too blind." Mo Li hung up the phone and turned around to catch up with Cheng Qingyao. I don't know which street she entered. If she wanted to make a phone call, she picked up her cell phone and thought about it. She turned around and went to that place again