Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

Hai Zhenhua took out a business card from his suit pocket.

"When you apologize, you have a better attitude, you know?"

"Dad, don't worry."

Now that Hai Yunrou knew the other party's identity, how could she dare to be arrogant and domineering.

Hai Yunrou tentatively dialed out the other party's phone number.

As the phone rang, so did her heart.

When it was almost in the throat, someone finally answered.

"Hello."

A young male voice came from the phone.

Hai Yunrou asked, "Excuse me, is it Lao Mo's phone number?"

"Yes, what's your business?"

"I……"

Hai Yunrou suddenly didn't know how to speak.

The other party did not speak, and waited patiently for Hai Yunrou's reply.

She bit the bullet and said, "I'm the girl who bumped into Mr. Mo's car."

The other party immediately understood, "Are you here to ask for compensation?"

"No, no, I'm not asking for compensation, I'm apologizing to Mr. Mo, can you hand over the phone to him?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo is in a bad mood and doesn't want to answer the phone. Just tell me if you have anything to do."

When Hai Yunrou heard that Mo Lao was in a bad mood, her heart rose again.

She asked timidly, "Is it because of me that Mo Lao is in a bad mood?"

The other party avoided her question and asked formulaically, "Miss Hai, what compensation do you want?"

"I don't need compensation, I just want to apologize to Mr. Mo."

"I'll pass it on to you."

"Will he forgive me?"

"I am not sure."

The other party said: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up."

Hai Yunrou didn't know what to say.

Hai Zhenhua pushed her shoulder, Hai Yunrou saw the shape of his mouth, and hurriedly said to the other party: "I want to have a meal with Mr. Mo, so let's take it as his compensation for me, is that okay?"

The other party pondered for a moment: "I need to ask Mr. Mo for advice."

"it is good."

Hai Yunrou let out a foul breath.

I hope Elder Mo can agree to her request.

……

Old Man Mo was humming a little tune in the garden, feeling very happy.

He had long forgotten the unhappiness in the morning, and the little girl he met by the bridge was full of joy.

He wants to introduce Xiao Momo.

Seeing Mr. Mo's figure, the secretary stepped forward quickly, and replied respectfully, "Mr. Mo, did I receive a call from Hai Yunrou just now?"

The smile on Mo Lao's lips faded a bit, "What is she going to do?"

"The compensation she wants is that you treat her to dinner."

As soon as the other party spoke, Mr. Mo knew what kind of medicine was sold in her gourd.

The secretary asked tentatively, "Do you want to agree?"

"I promised her that she would ask me for any compensation at any time, and now she proposes it, and I have no reason to refuse."

"Can……"

Anyone can see Hai Yunrou's careful thinking.

It's impossible for Mr. Mo not to notice.

He has always hated calculating people the most.

"Promise her."

It's just a meal, he can afford it!

Seeing that Mo Lao had made up his mind, the secretary called Hai Yunrou back.

"Mr. Mo agreed to your terms."

Hai Yunrou suppressed her screams and asked pleasantly, "Did Mr. Mo say what time it is?"

"you decide."

The sooner she sets the time, the better.

Hai Yunrou glanced at the date, "How about this Saturday?"

That is the day after tomorrow.

The other party said yes and hung up the phone.

Hai Yunrou didn't care about the other party's cold attitude, and said happily, "Mom and Dad, Mr. Mo agreed."

"Great, Hai's Group is saved."

Hai Zhenhua grasped Hai Yunrou's hand tightly as if grasping for a life-saving straw, "Xiaorou, on the day of dinner, you must correct your attitude, you understand?"

"Don't worry, Dad."

Knowing Mo Lao's attitude, how dare she speak to him in the same tone as at the scene of the accident?

Hai Zhenhua felt relieved and quietly waited for Saturday.

……

Evening

Mr. Mo was practicing Tai Chi in the yard with a concentrated expression.

Mo Sipei's cold voice sounded next to his ear, "Practicing Tai Chi so late, do you want to feed mosquitoes?"

Mo Lao paused, and glared at Mo Sipei angrily, "Stinky boy, can you say nice things?"

Mo Sipei passed by him expressionlessly.

Old Man Mo was so angry that he kicked his back a few times.

Mo Sipei's wheelchair stopped suddenly, and Mr. Mo immediately put his foot down, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

"Why did you stop?"

Mo Sipei's deep black eyes fixedly looked at Mo Lao, "What do you think?"

Being stared at made Mr. Mo feel a little guilty, touched his nose, and said with emotion: "Our little Mo Mo is getting more and more sensible, knowing to wait for Grandpa, I am very relieved!"

"..."

This old man is getting more and more childish.

Old Man Mo pushed Mo Sipei into the house, and he said as if offering a treasure, "Grandpa asked the kitchen to cook all your favorite meals today, aren't you very happy?"

"Yes."

This brat is happy, he can stay here for a longer period of time, and can supervise him to quickly find him a grandson-in-law.

Old Man Mo thought happily.

In the next second, Mo Sipei's cold voice rang in his ears.

"Grandpa, I have booked a plane to take you back to the imperial capital tomorrow."

Old Man Mo couldn't laugh anymore, "Why?"

"I'm too busy to take care of you."

Old Man Mo hurriedly said: "I came to Haicheng to take care of you, you don't need to take care of me."

Seeing Mo Sipei's resolute attitude, old man Mo said with a grim expression, "The imperial capital's mansion is so big, you don't come home to accompany me, I live there alone, empty and lonely, it's so pitiful."

Mo Sipei looked at the miserable old man, remained indifferent, and ruthlessly exposed him, "Except for me, the unmarried juniors all live there, isn't it lively enough?"

Old Man Mo disliked: "I have no common language with them."

"I have no common language with you."

Old Man Mo smiled like a flower, "It's okay, as long as Grandpa sees you, he will be very happy."

Mo Sipei leaned back with his tall and straight back, and looked at the old man with cool eyes: "But I see that you are not happy."

The old man pouted unhappily, "Why?"

"You're too good at making trouble."

"Where did I mess up?"

"Didn't you cause the car accident this morning on purpose?"

The way old man Mo bumped into people was too clumsy, and it was obvious at a glance that he did it on purpose.

What did he want to do by bumping into Hai Yunrou's car on purpose?

amount……

Mr. Mo has a guilty conscience.

Didn't he deliberately cause a car accident to meet someone his grandson likes?

If he had known that 'Miss Gong' was such a virtue, he would not be afraid to hit him with a gold mine.

Old Man Mo coughed lightly, "I just think that the one who drives the pink sports car must be a little girl. Maybe a small accident can cause a granddaughter-in-law?"

The corners of Mo Sipei's mouth twitched slightly.

The old man is a fan of his granddaughter-in-law.

He asked, "Have you met?"

"No, I met a dominatrix."

Or impolite dominatrix.