Chapter 33
All the jewelry bags in front of Mo Wan River were put in special places. Meng Weiwei opened them and found that they were empty.
She didn't know the password of the safe. 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 couldn't find what she wanted. She was a little angry.
"It doesn't matter. Let your father buy it for you later." Meng Lijuan comforted me.
"I don't have any reason to ask dad to buy jewelry for me during the Spring Festival?" Meng Weiwei replied dejectedly.
"Who says you can't buy jewelry on New Year's day? Have you forgotten who your father is now? He is a man who often attends rich and powerful banquets. In the past, he always took Mo Wanxi with him to make that little bitch shine. Now it's your turn. "
Meng Lijuan said this, Meng Weiwei also remembered, "Mom, I suddenly think of a thing, Binhai feast will start in a few days, we have to find a way to let dad take us to attend!"
"Yes, it's a good opportunity for us to show our faces, but I heard that there is only one invitation. If your father takes it, you can't take me." Meng Lijuan frowned.
"Isn't there any more of Beauchamp's? He can take me to participate, and then you can follow my father, and our mother and daughter will be able to appear in front of the public
"Yes, how can I forget Shen Baihao? We'll talk about it with your father right away and make a decision as soon as possible."
Meng Weiwei and her daughter are discussing going to the seaside feast, and Mo Wanxi is also thinking about it.
Since Mo Zhendong can't wait to let the third mother and daughter live in the Mo family, he must be planning to let the third mother and daughter show her face.
The best chance to show off with the third mother and daughter is to take them to the seaside feast.
It's said that this seaside feast was popular three years ago, and the famous Huafeng international is the organizer.
The seaside feast was held only once a year for a short period of three years, but it was different in the hearts of the powerful families in Binhai.
After all, the people who can be invited by Huafeng are all people with a head and a face in Binhai. Mo Zhendong attended the three previous events with himself. This time, he will certainly attend with Xiao San.
As long as Mo Zhendong takes Xiao San to attend the banquet, it indicates that Xiao San's mother and daughter are successful.
So she had to find a way to surprise them at the seaside feast, but the invitation was not easy to get.
She has to make sure that she can get the invitation and get in the right way before she can carry out her next plan.
Thinking of the invitation, Mo Wan Xi had a headache. He tossed and turned all night and fell asleep in the middle of the night.
Because of insomnia at night, she didn't wake up until 10 o'clock in the morning. She was very hungry. As she washed, Mo Wanxi thought about what to eat later.
After washing, she suddenly thought of duck Qishao. Last night, she didn't hear duck Qishao come back in the middle of the night. Was he taken with him?
Think suddenly heard the door, duck seven less back.
When Mo Wan Xi went out, he saw seven little ducks putting a big bag of food on the table.
"Back Mo Wanxi asked.
"Well." The man spared no words to spit out a word is the answer.
Mo Wanxi also cares about his attitude. In recent days, she knows little about duck seven.
He doesn't have to worry about being embarrassed by him when he is cold. On the contrary, if he suddenly smiles at himself, he should stop.
Mo Wan Xi reaches out his hand from the bag and takes out a box of pudding milk tea to eat. He Yu Cheng looks at her askance, "you're welcome."
"I'll give it back to you with interest." Mowanxi drinks milk tea.
"Ha ha!" The man sneered.
"It's true." Mo Wanxi's eyes fell on the clothes on duck seven.
Damn, he's wearing a limited edition shirt of Armani today, and the cufflinks are also Armani's.
This year, the duck has lived five people and six people, and she really realized that the Phoenix in distress is not as good as the chicken, no, not as good as the duck.