Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

"really?"

Hai Qianli is like a child who craves sugar, and Hai Zhenhua is the one who can give her sugar. Hai Zhenhua enjoys the feeling of being needed.

"real."

Hai Zhenhua grabbed the car keys, "Go, Dad will take you to the hospital."

Hai Qianli almost vomited in this scene of fatherly love and daughterly filial piety.

She felt the jealous gaze behind her gradually becoming vicious, and the corners of her lips curled up in satisfaction.

It's not bad to make Hai Yunrou disgusting.

When Du Lan came out of the room, she saw Hai Yunrou standing at the stairs, her little face covered with tears.

Du Lan quickly stepped forward and hugged Hai Yunrou into her arms, and asked nervously, "Yunrou, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Hai Yunrou raised her head and asked weakly: "Mom, does Dad not like me?"

"How come, you are the favorite daughter of parents."

"But between me and Hai Qianli, Dad obviously likes her more."

When Hai Zhenhua was in front of him, he was serious and serious, and he even reprimanded her just now.

In front of Hai Qianli, she is amiable and full of fatherly love.

This kind of differential treatment made Hai Yunrou's heart unbalanced to the extreme, and even began to twist.

Du Lan knew that Hai Yunrou had been wronged on the first day she returned home, and she felt resentment towards Hai Zhenhua. She was worried that the relationship between father and daughter would deteriorate, so she had to tell her the truth.

"Silly girl, the blood of the two of us flows in your body. Our favorite will always be your biological daughter. I know you hate Hai Qianli and want her to leave the Hai family, but have you ever thought about it? It took a lot of hard work, time and money to train her, and it would be too much of a loss to give her away without getting any return."

Hai Yunrou understood, and also remembered that the Hai family had spent a huge amount of money in training Hai Qianli, and she would get it back bit by bit in the future.

Hai Yunrou suppressed the ambition in her eyes, and asked naively: "You adopted her, and Dad favored her, is it all for the sake of asking for something in return?"

Du Lan said: "Of course, Hai Qianli is 20 years old this year and has already grown up. Your father and I will send her to marry as soon as possible. Then no one will hinder your eyes."

Thinking of Hai Qianli leaving the house soon, Hai Yunrou felt less blocked.

However, she often browses the news. The marriages of wealthy families are all famous families. Hai Qianli, a fisherman's daughter, wants to jump from the Hai family's lucky pit to another lucky pit. Hai Yunrou is unwilling and does not agree!

Hai Yunrou didn't show it, she just came back to this home, and she didn't want Du Lan to feel that she was a bad boy.

Hai Qianli went home suddenly and interrupted Du Lan, she didn't pay much attention to her daughter's previous life.

Hai Zhenhua won't come back until some time, Du Lan led Hai Yunrou to his bedroom.

"Rou'er, tell mom what kind of life you lived before."

Hai Yunrou's eloquence was exaggerated, Du Lan's eyes immediately turned red when she heard it.

She could have imagined that Hai Yunrou's life was not as comfortable as in Haijia, but she never thought that she would be living in dire straits.

I live with fish every day, and my body smells like sea fish. I was rejected by my classmates at school, and reprimanded by my vulgar, uneducated, patriarchal adoptive parents when I returned home.

"My precious daughter, you have been wronged for so many years."

Hai Yunrou shook her head and threw herself into Du Lan's arms, "I'm back with my mother now, and I feel very happy."

Looking at her easy-to-satisfy daughter, Du Lan felt distressed, "Rou'er, Mom will give you back all the maternal love you haven't enjoyed in 20 years."

Hai Yunrou raised her head and carefully tested, "Then, between Hai Qianli and me, does mother love me more?"

Hai Yunrou's timid eyes touched Du Lan's softest part, she shook her head, "No, mom only loves you."

If Hai Yunrou lived comfortably in the Gong family these years, maybe she would treat Hai Qianli and Hai Yunrou equally.

But when she thinks that her Rou'er is living so hard, but Hai Qianli can enjoy the glory and wealth and study higher education in the Hai family, Du Lan's heart feels like a thorn.

Hai Yunrou saw in Du Lan's eyes an emotion that could resonate with her, and she smiled secretly, with resentment in her smile.

She wanted to snatch Hai Qianli's possessions one by one, and then drive her out like a bereaved dog.

Now that Du Lan is on her side, she will get twice the result with half the effort!

……

Hospital

Hai Zhenhua sent Hai Qianli to the ward, and called the doctor to make sure her leg was fine, and only left after playing enough of a loving father.

"Wang Ma, you can send Dad out."

Hai Zhenhua wanted to refuse, but Hai Qianli added, "By the way, help me buy some fruit."

Wang Ma left with Hai Zhenhua.

Hai Qianli waited for a minute, moved to the side of the bed with difficulty, and left in a wheelchair.

It's not difficult for her to know which ward Mo Sipei is in.

The helm of the Mo family had a car accident, the hospital was under martial law, and there were bodyguards inside and out.

Hai Qianli came in only after confirming the patient's identity.

Mo Sipei was on the 12th floor, and this floor was empty except for the relevant doctors and nurses.

With a big hand in front of her eyes, when Hai Qianli raised her head, she saw the expressionless bodyguards blocking her way, "Idlers are not allowed to enter."

Yan Wanqing said politely, "I just want to know if the patient is out of danger?"

"That's not the question you should be asking."

The physical condition of the leader of the Mohist family is a commercial secret. A small rumor will hurt the business empire behind them, and they will not reveal a word.

Hai Qianli stood at the entrance of the corridor, and could see the red light in the operating room at the end, and a man in a silver suit was pacing anxiously in the corridor.

The little nurse hurried out of the operating room, "The patient lost a lot of blood, and he urgently needs a blood transfusion from someone with Rh-negative blood."

Liu Hao made a decisive decision, "You go to that person quickly, as long as she is willing to give President Mo a blood transfusion, the Mo Group will give her a generous thank you money."

The blood types of all patients admitted to the hospital will be registered in the register, because Rh-negative blood is extremely rare, so the little nurse remembers it very clearly.

She spoke with difficulty, "There is only one person in the hospital with Rh-negative blood, and that person is Hai Qianli, the eldest lady of the Hai Group."

Hai Qianli's status is special, so I'm afraid she can't be persuaded to donate blood.

Liu Hao naturally knew Haishi Group, the leading enterprise in Haicheng. If it was the daughter of the Hai family, he had to go there in person. Just as Liu Hao was about to look for it, a beautiful and melodious voice sounded not far away.

"I'm willing to give President Mo a blood transfusion."

The two looked over together, and the little nurse happily told Liu Hao that it was Hai Qianli.

Under Liu Hao's signal, the bodyguard let Hai Qianli in.

Hai Qianli went in front of Liu Hao, "I will give President Mo a blood transfusion for free, but I have one request."

"Miss Hai, please tell me."

Hai Qianli spoke clearly, "Don't spread any rumors about my blood transfusion to President Mo, especially don't tell the chairman of Haishi Group."