Mo Wanxi's jewelry and bags used to be placed in a special place, but Meng Weiwei opened it and found that it was all empty.

She didn't know the password to the safe, and she didn't know whether Mo Wanxi took the jewelry away or put it in the safe.

"This little bitch, she is really shameless, she hides things so tightly." Meng Weiwei was a little annoyed that she couldn't find what she wanted.

"It's okay, let your dad buy it for you in the future." Meng Lijuan comforted.

"But I don't have any reason to ask my dad to buy jewelry for me since the New Year is not a holiday?" Meng Weiwei replied dejectedly.

"Who said that you can't buy jewelry if you don't celebrate the New Year? Have you forgotten who your father is now? He often attends the feasts of wealthy families. In the past, he always took Mo Wanxi to attend, and let that little bitch Steal the show, now it's your turn."

When Meng Lijuan said this, Meng Weiwei also remembered, "Mom, I suddenly remembered something. The Binhai feast will start in a few days. We have to find a way to get Dad to take us to participate!"

"Yes, this is a good opportunity for us to show our faces, but I heard that there is only one invitation card. If your father brings you, you can't take me." Meng Lijuan frowned.

"Isn't there still Baihao? He can take me to participate. When the time comes, you go with my dad, and our mother and daughter will be able to appear in front of the public with integrity."

"Yes, why did I forget about Shen Baihao, we'll bring this matter up with your dad right away and finalize it early."

Meng Weiwei's mother and daughter were discussing about going to the Binhai Feast, and Mo Wanxi was also thinking about it.

Since Mo Zhendong couldn't wait to let Xiaosan's mother and daughter live in Mo's house, he must be planning to let Xiaosan's mother and daughter show their faces.

And the best opportunity for the upright to show up with the mother and daughter of the third child is to take them to the Binhai feast.

Speaking of which, this seaside feast became popular three years ago, and the organizer was the well-known Huafeng International.

The binhai feast has not been held for a long time, it is held once a year, and it has only been held for three short years, but it has a different existence in the hearts of the rich and powerful in Binhai.

After all, the people who can be invited by Huafeng are all famous people in Binhai. Mo Zhendong brought himself to attend the previous three times, and this time he will definitely bring Xiaosan to attend.

As long as Mo Zhendong brings Xiaosan to the feast, it means that Xiaosan's mother and daughter have successfully entered the house.

So she had to find a way to surprise them at the Binhai Feast, but invitations to the Binhai Feast were not easy to get.

She had to ensure that she could get the invitation and that she could enter in a legitimate way before she could carry out the next step of the plan.

Thinking of the invitation, Mo Wanxi got a headache and tossed and turned all night until the middle of the night before falling asleep.

Because of insomnia at night, she didn't wake up until ten o'clock in the morning. She was so hungry that Mo Wanxi was thinking about what to eat later while washing.

After washing up, she suddenly thought of Young Master Duck. She didn't hear the sound of Young Master Duck coming back in the middle of the night last night. Was he brought out by someone?

Thinking in his heart that when he heard the door knock suddenly, Seventh Duck Master came back.

Mo Wanxi went out and saw Seventh Young Master Duck was putting a large bag of food on the dining table.

"You're back!" Mo Wanxi asked flatteringly.

"Mmm." The man spat out a word like gold, which was his answer.

Mo Wanxi is also concerned about his attitude, and after getting along with him for the past few days, she has a little understanding of this little duck.

Don't worry about being embarrassed by him when he has a cold face. On the contrary, if he suddenly smiles at himself, he should be on guard.

Mo Wanxi reached out and took out a box of pudding milk tea from the bag familiarly, and He Yucheng squinted at her, "You're welcome."

"I will pay you back with interest in the future." Mo Wanxi promised while drinking milk tea.

"Hehe!" The man sneered.

"It's true." Mo Wanxi's eyes fell on the clothes worn by Seventh Duck Young Master.

Damn, he actually wore an Armani limited-edition shirt today, and the shiny golden cufflinks were also Armani cufflinks.

These days, ducks are actually able to live with five people and six people, and she really realized that the Phoenix in distress is not as good as chickens, no, not as good as ducks.