Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

Mo Sipei exuded an unpleasant cold breath all over his body.

Hai Qianli also vaguely realized that she seemed to have said something wrong.

The butler hastily added to make a rescue: "Miss Qianli, you misunderstood. I have a mobile phone for my own use. The work phone is flooded. I don't need a new one. Your current phone is fine."

"Okay then, I'll give you a new SIM card in a while."

"No rush, no rush."

Only then did Mo Sipei's expression soften a little.

Hai Qianli knew she had said the wrong thing, so she flattered Mo Sipei with food.

He looked down at the vegetables that Hai Qianli put into his plate, and slowly opened his lips, "Qianli, don't give to others what I gave you."

Hai Qianli blurted out, "Why?"

Mo Sipei said word by word, "Because that means you have lost my heart."

The man's voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it struck Hai Qianli's heart hard.

Her pupils constricted, and only then did she notice what she said just now, and how it hurt Mo Sipei.

"Sorry, I won't do it next time."

"I forgive you."

Hai Qianli was dumbfounded, "Mr. Mo, did you forgive me so quickly?"

"Because is you."

So he won't be mad at her.

If it were someone else, Mo Sipei wouldn't even give her a chance to defend herself.

Hai Qianli pursed her lips, put down her chopsticks suddenly, and ran upstairs to take down her new phone.

She changed the phone card into the new phone in front of Mo Sipei, and then handed her phone to the housekeeper.

"Housekeeper, here you are."

The butler was dumbfounded by Hai Qianli's series of operations.

He subconsciously looked at Mo Sipei, the corner of the man's lips still had a curve that he hadn't had time to retract.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently.

The young master's move of retreating into advance is really wonderful!

If Hai Qianli can't be caught up with such a strong method, other men probably won't be able to catch up either.

Hai Qianli showed Mo Sipei her new phone, "Mr. Mo, does it look good?"

Just as Mo Sipei was about to speak, a man in a dark green suit appeared in the restaurant.

"Second brother."

Feng Fan's slender body was leaning against the kitchen door, and he intentionally made a seductive poss, his eyes were like silk, "Long time no see, miss me?"

Hai Qianli suddenly had the urge to vomit.

Feng Fan is too disgusting.

Mo Sipei pursed his lips in displeasure.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'll come see you."

Mo Sipei didn't deal with the company's affairs these days, and there was no news. Feng Fan was worried that he was being kidnapped.

Unexpectedly, he actually sat at home picking up girls, which really wasted his worries.

Feng Fan pulled away the chair beside Mo Sipei, "Don't you welcome me?"

"You still have some self-awareness."

"..."

He shouldn't have come to Moyuan to seek abuse.

Mo Sipei deserved to be kidnapped, he should set off fireworks to celebrate! ! !

Feng Fan sat there alone and sulked.

Mo Sipei used serving chopsticks to pick up food for Hai Qianli, "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

"You eat too."

Two people, you care about me, and I care about you. Start eating, completely ignoring Feng Fan.

He was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

The housekeeper couldn't help laughing, and brought a set of tableware from the kitchen, "Young Master Feng, you are lucky, today's lunch was made by President Mo himself."

Mo Sipei can only cook home-cooked dishes, but his hands seem to be endowed with magical powers, all the dishes will become delicious after passing through his hands.

Feng Fan tasted his craftsmanship once, and he still can't forget it.

Forget it, backbone is not as important as having a full meal.

Besides, he doesn't have such a thing as backbone in front of Mo Sipei.

Feng Fan had the cheek to eat with them.

After eating and drinking, I didn't forget the business.

"Second brother, when do you plan to start working?"

Mo Sipei is the shopkeeper now, and all the company's affairs are left to him. He is so busy every day that he doesn't even have time to pick up girls.

Feng Fan was miserable.