Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 693 Dad, I'm Mo Jue

   Mo felt helpless and aggrieved.

  Experienced human suffering, who doesn’t want to have a home?

  Li Qiao blushed infrequently, holding her thin shoulders and gently soothing, "I am late."

  If it hadn't been for an accidental arrest, she would not have known Mo Jue.

  This encounter is probably destined.

  Although Li Qiao has a cold temperament, she is full of enthusiasm.

  From this moment on, Mo Jue was completely included under her wings.

  ……

  After lunch, Li Qiao decided to take Mo Jue back to the old house.

  Shang Yu sat by the side with a cigarette in his hand, occasionally taking a lazy sip, his expression was very cold.

  While Mojue was going to wash his face, Li Qiao looked at him sideways, "Shang Dad is in the old house?"

  The man faintly opened his eyelids, and dusted off the soot, "Are you going to take her back?"

   "Well, there are things I want to discuss with him." Li Qiao seemed thoughtful, her eyes full of radiance.

  Shang Yu turned his head and blew out the smoke, twisted out the cigarette butt, and pursed his lips pretentiously, "Since you think it over, then go back."

   Li Qiao felt that his tone was a little cold for no apparent reason, her eyebrows frowned, and she tentatively said, "Are you... unhappy?"

  She brought Mo Jue back to the old house, which is tantamount to directly acknowledging the identity of their admiring family.

  The road in the future is also destined to be densely covered with thorns and will not be peaceful.

  Is he upset because he is worried?

  At this time, Shang Yu looked at her with the tail of his eyes, his handsome lines tightened slightly, his fingertips clamped her chin, and he leaned forward, "I remember you didn't seem to have picked food for me."

  She is so kind to Mojue’s cheap sister.

  Li Qiao, who kept adding dishes to Mo Jue and instructing her to eat well during the meal: "..."

  She wanted to look at Shang Yu without a smile, and brushed the broken hair in her ear, "Okay, I'll get you some food later."

  The man's expression eased a little, and he shook her jaw, "Look at your performance."

  Mojue took up too much of her energy. If this continues, he will consider tying Li Er to Parma.

  ……

  Without an instant, two cars drove one after the other towards the old house of the Shang family.

  Half an hour later, the old house is near.

  And Mo Jue also had a general understanding of his origin.

  She looked at the magnificent old mansion with a trace of yearning and confusion in her eyes, "My life is so miserable..."

   I thought my parents didn’t want her anymore, but the fact is that they are gone.

  In a flash, a group of people came to the tea room, and Shang Zonghai had been waiting for a long time.

  He got up from the tea table and looked at the figure of the sisters walking in hand in hand, and his scrutiny gaze fell on Mo Jue's face.

  Shang Yu did not enter the door, but stood by the promenade outside the tea room, with a cold expression listening to Luo Yu whispering something.

  Li Qiao pulled Mo Jue forward, stood in front of Shang Zonghai, and said bluntly: "Dad, she is Mu Jue."

  Shang Zonghai's eyes behind the lens flashed with a hint of surprise, and he looked at Li Qiao scorchingly, "Mu Jue?"

The name    is too familiar.

  Mu's auction house was unable to change its name and keep it today because of her.

  Li Qiao smiled with her lips bent, and to make a long story short, "It's the little daughter of the Mu family you know, Mu Jue."

  Shang Zonghai squeezed the Buddha beads sharply, and quickly drew away the exposed emotions, his sharp eyes staring at Mo Jue without an instant.

  As for Mo Jue, he has never seen a big man in his life. The Shang Zonghai is introverted and powerful. The silent aura spreads out, and even the air is unpleasant.

  So, she grabbed her fingers a little nervously, and subconsciously followed Li Qiao's name and said, "Dad, I am Mo Jue."

  　 Sorry for being late, I have been busy lately, I will add an update for you on the weekend.

  (End of this chapter)