Rebirth of a Village Girl

For a moment, Li Xianxian had a lot of thoughts. Just thinking about someone taking her place while she was unconscious made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, Lin Pingping opened the door and walked in from the outside, "Xianxian."

"Aunt Ping." Li Xianxian raised his head and looked at Lin Pingping. When he saw it, he was stunned again.

What's going on?

Why did Lin Pingping's face suddenly heal?

"Aunt Ping," Li Xianxian covered her mouth in surprise, "Your face is healed!?"

Lin Pingping smiled and nodded, "Yes, my face is healed."

Mrs. Mo stood by and said with a smile: "Pingping's face was also cured with the help of that little lucky star. Oh, our Mo family is so lucky to have met that little lucky star only in this life!"

Him again?

Li Xianxian suppressed the anger in his heart and tightly grasped the sheets under him.

She regretted it!

She regretted not helping Lin Pingping earlier.

She obviously has a way to get rid of acne!

At first, Li Xianxian just wanted Lin Pingping to suffer more, because only when Lin Pingping suffered more, and she pulled Lin Pingping up from the abyss, would Lin Pingping be more grateful to her! Consider her a lifesaver!

But Li Xianxian never expected that someone would come over and stab her, taking advantage of her coma to take away the credit that belonged to her.

Who is that little lucky star!

Li Xianxian's lowered eyes were full of sinister light.

I wish I could kill that little lucky star immediately to relieve my hatred!

After a moment, Li Xianxian looked up at Lin Pingping and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Aunt Ping!"

Lin Pingping smiled and said, "Thank you."

Mrs. Mo turned to look at Mo Baichuan, "Chuan'er, go ask Dr. Wang if Xianxian can be discharged from the hospital now."

Mentioning Mo Baichuan, Li Xianxian's eyes became more shy.

She has already been robbed of too many things. No matter what, Mo Baichuan cannot be taken away from her again.

Mo Baichuan nodded, turned around and walked out.

The ward is too stuffy.

Especially when he saw Li Xianxian's nymphomaniac face, Mo Baichuan became even more annoyed.

He didn't understand why all the girls had the same expression when they saw him.

Only, there is one person who is different.

Suddenly, the flower-like face appeared in front of Mo Baichuan's eyes again, and his mind was inexplicably confused for a moment.

After Mo Baichuan left, Mrs. Mo smiled and said, "Xianxian, I have never seen Chuan'er be so interested in a girl. You are the first one."

Li Xianxian said coquettishly: "Grandma, please stop teasing me."

Lin Pingping said from the side: "I also think we Baichuan treat immortals quite differently."

Hearing this, Li Xianxian's eyes became even more proud.

Mo Baichuan would never look at another girl outside, but now, he was actually willing to go to Doctor Wang himself for him!

If word of this spreads, she will be the envy of everyone.

After a while, the door to the ward was pushed open again.

Li Xianxian raised her eyes happily, and no surprise, what she saw this time was Mo Baichuan's stern face.

At any time, Mo Baichuan was like an expressionless person.

Extremely cold.

Li Xianxian just loved the way he looked like he was rejecting people from thousands of miles away.

Every time Li Xianxian sees Mo Baichuan like this, he can't control himself.

Let me ask, what woman doesn’t love a man who has power, power, wealth, good looks, and status?

Li Xianxian looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

Mo Baichuan frowned slightly, and the corner of his eye quickly passed over Li Xianxian, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Dr. Wang took Li Xianxian's case information and continued: "Old lady, Miss Li can be discharged from the hospital now, but she needs to rest during this period and not be stimulated."

Mrs. Mo nodded, "Okay, okay, I understand."

"Chuan'er, did you hear what the doctor said?" Mrs. Mo turned her head and looked at Mo Baichuan.

Mo Baichuan nodded, "I heard it."

Old Mrs. Mo continued: "Since you heard it, I will leave it to you to send the immortal back to you now. You must remember what Dr. Wang said. She cannot be allowed to work during this period, and the school must help her get leave."

Mo Baichuan was about to refuse, but when he thought of Ni Yan, he swallowed his refusal quietly.

Doesn't Ni Yan dislike Li Xianxian?

Then he must show that he is different from Li Xianxian...

Let Ni Yan be jealous of Li Xianxian. Jealousy makes people ugly. When the time comes, Ni Yan will definitely get into trouble and reveal her feelings for herself.

Right, that is it.

At the same time, Li Xianxian also looked at Mo Baichuan expectantly.

She was betting on whether Mo Baichuan would agree to Mrs. Mo. If Mo Baichuan agreed, it would prove that Mo Baichuan was indeed different from her.

"Okay grandma."

accepted!

Mo Baichuan promised to send him back!

Li Xianxian's excited heart beat so fast that she had even forgotten that there was a little lucky star in the Mo family.

"Mr. Mo, please excuse me." Li Xianxian looked at Mo Baichuan shyly.

The expression on Mo Baichuan's face was a little dull, "You're welcome."

Mrs. Mo was smiling and jokingly said: "Xianxian, you and Chuan'er have known each other for such a long time, why are you still calling him Mr., Mr.? It's so unfamiliar. According to grandma, you might as well call him Baichuan!" "

Call Mo Baichuan by his first name?

Li Xianxian was instantly surprised, but she still controlled her emotions well and looked at Mo Baichuan cautiously, "...is that okay?"

"Okay." Mo Baichuan suppressed the disgust in his heart and nodded.

He just wanted to show Ni Yan how good he was to Li Xianxian! How special! Otherwise, Ni Yan would not be stimulated at all.

Li Xianxian was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

She is probably the first girl in history who can directly call Mo Baichuan by his first name.

This is simply a supreme honor!

Mrs. Mo and Lin Pingping next to them had thick smiles on their faces. Although Mo Baichuan didn't do anything to Li Xianxian, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mo Baichuan treated Li Xianxian differently.

Normally, how could Mo Baichuan let a little girl call his name?

Mo Baichuan drove here, and Mrs. Mo and Lin Pingping took Li Xianxian to the car.

Seeing Li Xianxian enter the passenger seat, Mo Baichuan's face turned dark!

This woman is really trying her best!

Do you really think that you are blind enough to fall in love with someone like her?

Mo Baichuan suppressed the anger in his heart and leaned into the car, "Grandma, cousin, you go back first, just leave the immortal to me."

Immortal?

Did she hear it correctly?

Mo Baichuan actually called himself Immortal!

Li Xianxian's face immediately turned red.

Mo Baichuan hid it too deeply. He obviously liked himself very much, but he used to pretend not to care. The reason for such a big change now probably has something to do with his almost death this time.

Because he can no longer afford to worry about gains and losses.

Although she failed to get rid of Mo Hudie, it was a blessing in disguise. Mo Baichuan could wake up to the fact that he liked her, which meant that her wrist cutting this time was not in vain!

Thinking this way, Li Xianxian felt much better, and there was a smile on her lips.

Mrs. Mo said with a smile: "Okay, okay, then you guys should go slower on the road."

"Yes." Mo Baichuan patiently waved to Mrs. Mo, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly slid out of their sight.

After the window was closed, the car returned to deathly silence.

Mo Baichuan held on to the steering wheel without saying a word, his expression so gloomy that it could scare someone to death.

Li Xianxian looked at him from the corner of his eye, wanting to say something but not daring to speak.

Although she knows that Mo Baichuan likes her in his heart, Mo Baichuan has a perverse temperament. If he is not satisfied at all, he will turn against her and treat her badly. Now that their relationship is not very stable, it is better for her to mess with him less. The next thing must be done slowly and step by step.

After a while, the car arrived at its destination.

After parking the car, Mo Baichuan had no intention of getting out of the car.

What does he want to do? Want to stay in the car and talk to her? Li Xianxian glanced at Mo Baichuan quietly. After realizing this problem, his face quickly turned red.

Li Xianxian bit her lip, feeling inexplicably nervous. She was too embarrassed to speak if Mo Baichuan didn't take the initiative to speak.

Girls, it’s better to be more reserved.

Since Mo Baichuan likes her, she must let Mo Baichuan speak first.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Baichuan finally spoke.

"get off!"

Although there were only two words, they were filled with endless chill, making Li Xianxian tremble with fright and almost fall off his seat.

get off?

She turned around and looked at Mo Baichuan in surprise.

How could this be?

How could Mo Baichuan let her get off the bus?

Didn't Mo Baichuan have anything else to say to her?

"Hundred, Baichuan?"

There was no emotion on Mo Baichuan's face, but his words were extremely cold, "I'll let you get off the car."

Li Xianxian looked at him and said a little aggrievedly: "Baichuan, did I do something wrong to make you angry? I can change it, so don't be angry, okay?"

Mo Baichuan said with a sullen face, "Get out of the car, don't make me repeat it a third time."

Li Xianxian knew Mo Baichuan too well, and she knew that this was a precursor to Mo Baichuan getting angry.

If she didn't get out of the car, Mo Baichuan might even take action next.

Get off the bus first.

It is already good that she can sit in Mo Baichuan's co-pilot today. I want to ask, who in the entire capital has sat in Mo Baichuan's co-pilot?

Big people always have a temper.

Otherwise, how can we call him a big shot?

As long as Mo Baichuan has her in his heart, it's fine. It doesn't matter if she tolerates him a little.

After weighing everything, Li Xianxian opened the car door and got out of the car, looking at Mo Baichuan affectionately, "Baichuan, I'll leave first, please be careful on the road..."

Snapped!

Before Li Xianxian could finish speaking, Mo Baichuan closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the car disappeared from Li Xianxian's sight.

Li Xianxian looked at the direction in which the jeep disappeared, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

Mo Baichuan, to use a more popular term, is boring.

He obviously likes her very much, but he still wants to show that he doesn't care.

Don’t you know that abusing your wife is a temporary pleasure and chasing her to the crematorium?

Just wait, sooner or later, she will tidy up Mo Baichuan.

...

After parting ways with Mrs. Mo, Lin Pingping went to a barber shop.

When she came out of the barber shop again, her beautiful long hair had turned into neat short hair, and she no longer had the gloomy aura she had before.

The whole person feels like he has been reborn.

Lin Pingping went directly to Ni Yan's noodle shop. When she went there, Ni Yan was making milk tea.

"Yanyan."

Hearing someone calling her, Ni Yan looked back and almost didn't recognize Lin Pingping.

"Aunt Ping?"

"It's me." Lin Pingping came over and hugged Ni Yan, "Yanyan, thank you."

"You're welcome." Ni Yan hugged Lin Pingping back and then said, "Aunt Ping, come with me and sit here."

The two came to the front hall and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Lin Pingping told Ni Yan what happened after she returned to the Hong family.

Hearing this, Ni Yan was amazed.

I didn't expect that Lin Pingping looked so weak and weak, but she was so courageous!

Let Hong Bin be sentenced to life, which is not something ordinary women can do.

"Aunt Ping," Ni Yan picked up the milk tea cup, "Congratulations on coming out of the dark first half of your life."

"Thank you." Lin Pingping clinked the cup with her.

Putting down the cup, Lin Pingping continued: "By the way, Yanyan, I have one more thing to tell you."

"You say."

Lin Pingping said excitedly: "The Mo Hudie you saved before is my niece, the old lady of the Mo family is my aunt, and Mo Qishen is my cousin."

Hearing this, Ni Yan said in surprise: "Really?"

"No! This is really fate! Yanyan is the fate that made us meet. I believe that in the near future, our relationship will definitely be more than just good friends!"

Maybe in the future Mo Qishen will catch Ni Yan, and they will become a family!

Ni Yan didn't think too much about it. She just felt that fate was a wonderful thing.

The two continued chatting for a while, and Lin Pingping grabbed Ni Yan's hand and said, "Yanyan, recently many people in our hospital want to buy your acne cream. Is your acne cream available for takeout?"

Ni Yan nodded and said with a smile: "For sale, I not only sell acne removal, but also freckle removal. Recently, I also developed a skin whitening product."

Lin Pingping said excitedly: "Really?"

Ni Yan nodded, "Really, I'll get you some samples."

After a while, Ni Yan came over with a small carton containing facial cleanser, aloe vera gel, acne cream, freckle cream, and the whitening moisturizing cream recently developed by Ni Yan.

Because Lin Pingping had only used acne cream, Ni Yan introduced the effects of other products to Lin Pingping.

Lin Pingping was born into a wealthy family, and the little sisters around her were not ordinary people, so Ni Yan introduced her to the whitening moisturizing cream.

Ni Yan has already tried it. The effect of this whitening moisturizing cream is very good. Because the production process is a bit troublesome, the price is relatively high. The unit price is 108 yuan per box, which is very suitable for wealthy people.

In a series of skin care products, there must always be a luxury product with significant effects to support the appearance, so Ni Yan developed this whitening moisturizing cream.

For example, La Mer, the famous skin care brand of later generations, is owned by Estee Lauder.

The price of Estee Lauder is acceptable to ordinary people, but La Mer is a bit unbearable.

Lin Pingping said in surprise: "Can this whitening moisturizing cream really whiten my skin?"

There is no woman who doesn’t like fair and rosy skin.

Whether they have white skin or yellow skin, they all hope that their skin can become whiter and better.

Ni Yan smiled and said, "You will know after you go back and use the trial version."

Lin Pingping continued: "Okay, I want a set of this skin care product, and then I will bring eight anti-acne creams for my colleagues."

"Okay." Ni Yan packed a bag of skin care products for Lin Pingping in a bag and gave Lin Pingping a bunch of trial bottles.

"Yanyan, how much do these cost?" Lin Pingping continued.

Ni Yan smiled and said: "Facial cleanser is 15 yuan, aloe vera gel and acne cream are all 20 yuan. The whitening and moisturizing cream is a little more expensive at 108 yuan. The total is 303 yuan, you can give me 300 yuan."

She has good verbal calculation skills. It would take an ordinary person at least a minute or two to calculate these prices, but Ni Yan directly gave the answer without thinking.

Lin Pingping was secretly surprised and took out four hundred yuan from her pocket and gave it to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan gave Lin Pingping the change, but Lin Pingping refused to accept it. Ni Yan had already helped her too much, and she could no longer take advantage of Ni Yan.

Not to mention four hundred yuan, even four thousand yuan was spent to treat her face.

"Yanyan, I'll go back first. Goodbye." Lin Pingping ran out of the store and waved to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​getting change and waved to Lin Pingping.

After returning home, Lin Pingping couldn't wait to wash her face with facial cleanser, and then applied whitening moisturizing cream on her face.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Lin Pingping felt that her skin was much whiter as soon as she applied the whitening moisturizing cream.

However, the specific effect remains to be seen later.

Lin Pingping followed Ni Yan's instructions and patted her face in the mirror.

...

"Jingle Bell!"

A series of rapid alarm bells rang in the air, waking up the sleeping people on the bed.

The man touched the alarm clock in a daze. When he saw the time on the alarm clock clearly, he sat up from the bed in surprise!

It's half past twelve!

He actually slept until half past twelve!

It's so scary.

He quickly got dressed, brushed his teeth, washed his face, then picked up his briefcase and hurried out.

A subordinate passing by said hello to him, "Parr Zhou looks good today!"

It wasn't until he arrived at the detective station that Xiao Zhou finally realized that he had fallen asleep last night! And I stayed in bed this morning!

For someone who has been suffering from insomnia for half a month, this is simply more joyful than winning a five-million-dollar jackpot.

Xiao Zhou sat on the leather sofa refreshed and made himself a cup of tea.

I thought to myself that I should drink more jujube seeds tonight.

Originally, he didn't expect the jujube kernel to be useful, but he didn't expect that after just one day of drinking it, his sleep condition would become so good.

Unexpectedly, Ni Yan really has two brushes.

It was a problem that Western medicine in big hospitals could not solve. Ni Yan cured his insomnia with a pair of jujube seeds.

He remembered this kindness in his heart.

Ni Yan didn't sleep well last night.

She thought about Li Xianxian all night, and finally had a dream. In her past life, she saw a woman with blurred features pushing her off the balcony on the 36th floor.

Killed on the spot!

Ni Yan could never forget the scene of blood splattering on the spot.

Is that a dream or reality?

Moreover, she had an intuition that the woman who pushed her downstairs was Li Xianxian!

However, Ni Yan still hasn't figured out why Li Xianxian attacked her.

"Little boss, you made a mistake. I only wanted two bowls of noodles, and you gave me an extra bowl."

The reminder from the diner brought Ni Yan's thoughts back to reality. She smiled and took back the extra bowl of noodles, "Sorry, thank you for the reminder."

"I'd like a bowl of noodles here."

"Okay." Ni Yan smoothly brought the extra bowl of noodles to the table here, "Hello, it's thirty cents in total."

The man took out a dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan reached out and took it, "Thank you, this is your change."

From beginning to end, Ni Yan didn't even give him an eye.

She should serve the noodles and collect money. She should not take the initiative to talk to him or try to get close to him. It was as if he was no different from other diners in the store.

Song Beicheng looked at Ni Yan's turning figure with a more serious look in his eyes.

He seemed to have misjudged Ni Yan from beginning to end.

She really doesn't love money.

I really don’t want to cling to the powerful.

However, the little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old has a calmness that many adults don't have, as if a thousand sails have passed.

Song Beicheng touched his chin, and a glimmer of light flashed quickly in his eyes.

He finished the noodles quickly and left here.

For three days in a row, Song Beicheng came here to eat noodles almost every morning. Not only that, in order to eat noodles, he also asked his assistant to queue for a long time.

In these three days, the two of them didn't say a word or even make eye contact.

Only then did Song Beicheng realize that the little girl was really not interested in him.

"Ni Yan." Song Beicheng couldn't help calling Ni Yan from behind.

"What's wrong?" Ni Yan paused and looked back at Song Beicheng.

Song Beicheng chuckled, "I thought you would definitely ignore me."

Ni Yan raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and asked, "Why does Boss Song think so?"

Song Beicheng continued: "Didn't I just piss you off a few days ago? No, I didn't dare to talk to you for several days, for fear that you would still be angry."

This guy is quite funny.

Despite his capitalist appearance, he is still an interesting soul.

Without waiting for Ni Yan to speak, Song Beicheng continued: "Maybe it's because I grew up in a different environment, so in my mind, there is nothing that money can't buy. In my eyes, money is also an omnipotent existence, it can provide me with A high-quality life allows me to have a personal driver, assistant, maid, bodyguard..."

"But I ignored the word 'respect'. No matter how much money you spend, you can't buy 'respect'. So, Ni Yan, please forgive me for my first two abrupt behaviors. I shouldn't use money to measure a person. This is An insult to your character.”

Song Beicheng is a smart man, and he is also a man who can afford to let go.

He would not force his mistakes onto Ni Yan.

Wrong is wrong.

So he would apologize to Ni Yan.

Ni Yan didn't expect Song Beicheng to say such words.

She thought Song Beicheng was a complete capitalist, but she didn't expect that he was completely wrong.

Ni Yan smiled lightly, "What? In Boss Song's mind, am I such a stingy person?"

Song Beicheng also smiled, "Of course not."

After finishing his words, Song Beicheng continued: "They all say that grudges can be forgotten with a smile, so Ni Yan, can we turn over a new chapter of the past?"

Ni Yan didn't hesitate and stretched out his hand directly towards Song Beicheng, "I'm Ni Yan, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." Song Beicheng shook Ni Yan's hand politely, "By the way, don't call me Boss Song in the future. Just call me Song Beicheng. The name was originally chosen for people to call you. ”

"Okay." Ni Yan nodded slightly.

Song Beicheng continued: "We are friends now. Can I ask you a question?"

"Can."

After thinking for a while, Song Beicheng continued: "Then you have to promise me that you won't be angry after I ask this question."

"Don't worry," Ni Yan said with a smile, "I am a very reasonable person."

The implication is that as long as Song Beicheng's questions are not out of line, she will not be angry.

Song Beicheng hesitated and said, "Ni Yan, do you really not like money?"

This question has puzzled Song Beicheng for a long time.

Are there really people in the world who don’t love money?

Although he knew that Ni Yan would definitely change his face after asking this question, Song Beicheng was just curious and wanted to know Ni Yan's answer.

Unexpectedly, after this question was asked, Ni Yan not only did not get angry, but actually chuckled.

"I like it, of course I do." Ni Yan said with a smile, "If you don't like it, why should I open this noodle shop? As you said, money can provide a superior life. Everything I do is for a better life. Good tomorrow."

There is no one in this world who doesn’t like money.

Because the fundamental reason for survival is money.

Without money, if you can't even provide the most basic food and clothing, how can you survive?

Ni Yan likes money, but she doesn't worship it.

If you like it, you just like it, there is nothing to hide.

"Then why did you refuse..."

Ni Yan continued: "You want to ask me why I refused your sky-high invitation?"

Song Beicheng nodded.

Ni Yan said: "I like money, and at the same time, I only like the money I earn. To me, your sky-high price invitation is no different from charity, so I choose to refuse. Compared with windfall, I prefer down to earth."

Song Beicheng was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Ni Yan would give such an answer.

She has her own ideas and is very honest.

Excellent is not like a girl.

After a moment, Song Beicheng then asked: "They are both money. Is there any difference between getting a windfall from heaven and being down to earth?"

At this moment, an old man walking a bird happened to pass by the door of the store. Ni Yan pointed to the bird in the cage, and then pointed to the bird singing loudly on the sycamore tree, "That's probably the difference between it and it. "

Song Beicheng was stunned again.

Ni Yan's voice came again, "I would rather be a bitter bird in the sky than a canary in a cage."

I would rather be a bitter bird in the sky than a canary in a cage.

Fourteen simple words contain countless philosophies of life.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Song Beicheng would never believe that this sentence came from the mouth of a little girl.

Song Beicheng has been around the flowers for a long time. He has seen too many people who are obsessed with life and money. Some girls are as big as Ni Yan, and some girls are even younger than Ni Yan.

At a young age, they can sell everything for a superior life.

Not a canary?

They are afraid that they will not have the chance to be canaries.

It was precisely because he had seen too many such people that Song Beicheng initially thought that Ni Yan was such a person.

Unexpectedly, one day he would also make a mistake. A helpless smile appeared in Song Beicheng's eyes.

"Ni Yan, it's my honor to meet you." Song Beicheng said this to Ni Yan seriously.

Ni Yan chuckled, "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. It's really not easy to impress Boss Song."

Song Beicheng smiled and said: "You still call me Boss Song? Isn't this trying to eliminate me?"

"It's so smooth," Ni Yan continued, "I haven't changed it for a while."

At this moment, Li Gongcheng's urging came from outside the door, "Second Master, it's time."

Song Beicheng looked at his watch and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave now. We'll chat another day when we have time."

"Okay." Ni Yan nodded.

Song Beicheng opened the door and walked out, with a faint smile on his face until he sat in the back seat.

Song Beicheng was really happy today. He hadn't met a girl as cheerful as Ni Yan for a long time.

This feeling is like finding a soulmate, without any hint of male and female.

Communicating with Ni Yan is also a very relaxing and pleasant thing.

She is not as coy as other rich and powerful daughters, and you can see a free and uninhibited heroic spirit in her.

This is something that women don’t have in this era.

Song Beicheng leaned on the back seat, crossed his legs, and tapped the window with his right index finger.

Seeing the pleasant facial features in the rearview mirror, Li Gongcheng had already admired Ni Yan in his heart.

Ni Yan is really amazing.

Even Second Master Song was able to subdue him so obediently.

Li Xianxian rested at the base for a few days and then came to Mo's house to visit Mrs. Mo and Mo Hudie.

"Xianxian, how are you feeling now?" Mrs. Mo asked with concern.

Li Xianxian smiled and said: "Grandma, don't worry, I'm much better now."

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Mo patted Li Xianxian's hand.

Li Xianxian looked around and then said: "Where is Xiaodie?"

Mrs. Mo said: "Xiaodie is upstairs."

Li Xianxian smiled and said, "Then I'll go see Xiaodie."

"I'll go with you." Mrs. Mo stood up and followed Li Xianxian's footsteps.

Li Xianxian immediately held Mrs. Mo's arm, and the two of them walked upstairs.

In the room upstairs, Mo Hudie was worried about what he was writing on the desk and was so focused that he didn't even notice that Mrs. Mo and Li Xianxian came in.

"Xiaodie, your fairy sister is here to see you." Mrs. Mo said with a smile.

Mo Hudie raised her head and said hello proactively, "Hello, Sister Xianxian."

Li Xianxian walked over with a smile, "Sister, let's take a look. What is our Xiaodie writing?"

Mo Hudie quickly closed the book and said, "Sister Xianxian, I am writing a diary."

Diaries are private things, and it is illegal to peek into them.

Li Xianxian gently touched Mo Hudie's head and said, "Xiaodie, you are young now and it is time to play. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself in your studies. Just let nature take its course."

Mrs. Mo also smiled and said: "Xiaodie, your fairy sister is right. You are at the age to play now. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. It's okay if you like to write, but remember not to tire yourself out." ”

Mo Hudie came over, hugged Mrs. Mo's neck and acted coquettishly, "Yes, grandma, I know."

Li Xianxian looked at Mo Hudie and narrowed his eyes without any trace.

Since Mo Hudie didn't die, it seemed that she had to implement some plans in advance.

The Mo family is a powerful family, and Mo Baichuan is a big shot. She wants to marry into the Mo family smoothly, but she still lacks a glamorous identity.

With this identity, she will be able to stand more firmly in the Mo family in the future.

Li Xianxian came over with a smile, "Xiaodie, how about we go downstairs and play?"

"Okay." Mo Hudie nodded.

The three of them went downstairs together.

Li Xianxian brought Mo Hudie a lot of things that little girls like to play with. At that moment, Mo Hudie sat on the ground and started playing, and he couldn't even bear to eat lunch.

At the dinner table, Li Xianxian took the initiative to pick up food for Mrs. Mo, "Grandma, if I remember correctly, it will be your 75th birthday in a few days, right?"

Old Mrs. Mo smiled and said: "It's hard for you to remember the birthday of me, an old woman."

Li Xianxian said: "Grandma, I always keep your birthday in mind."

"Grandma knows you are a good and filial boy."

Li Xianxian continued: "Grandma, so many good things have happened at home recently. You have to take care of your birthday this year."

Mo Fuhai, who was at the top of the list, put down his chopsticks and said in agreement: "The immortal is right, there have been no happy events at home recently, so I can take advantage of your birthday to have the eldest, second, fourth and fifth children come back. , by the way to get rid of the bad luck some time ago.”

Li Xianxian continued: "We can just invite the 'little lucky star' that grandma calls us here. He has helped the family so much, we should thank him properly."

Li Xianxian has wanted to see that 'little lucky star' for a long time!

Unfortunately, I never found the opportunity.

Taking advantage of this birthday party, she could not only express herself well in front of the Mo family, but also meet the legendary little lucky star.

She wanted to see if that little lucky star was that powerful!

Of course, more importantly, she wanted to see if the little lucky star would pose any threat to her.

If anyone dares to take away her credit, she will definitely make that little lucky star spit it out with all the profits!

Old Mrs. Mo smiled and nodded, "Okay, what Xianxian said really speaks to my heart! Old man, we should thank our little lucky star."

Mo Fuhai said: "Then leave this matter to Lao Liu and let him inform Yanyan."

When Mo Qishen was mentioned, Li Xianxian's eyes flashed with deep disdain.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Being able to get mixed up with that loser, the sixth child of the Mo family, it seems that the 'little lucky star' is nothing to be afraid of!

Maybe he saved Mo Hudie by accident and cured the acne on Lin Pingping's face by accident.

"Mom and Dad, what are you saying bad things about me?" At that moment, a tall figure walked from the door.

"Uncle Mo Liu." Li Xianxian greeted politely.

Although she looked down on this waste, she still had to do superficial work to prevent the second elder of the Mo family from having any dissatisfaction with her.

Mo Qishen nodded towards Li Xianxian, and then sat next to Mrs. Mo.

Mo Fuhai smiled and told Mo Qishen about Mrs. Mo's birthday party.

Mo Qishen said: "Dad, with your son here, you don't need to worry about this kind of thing. I have already arranged the venue. You two elders only need to be responsible for being happy every day."

Mo Qishen has always been a person who can make people happy, and he immediately made Mrs. Mo and Mo Fuhai happy.

The two old men laughed and cursed several times, "You brat."

"Lao Liu, don't be reluctant to give up money for this kind of thing. Take this passbook." Mo Fuhai asked the servant to bring a passbook.

Seeing this, Li Xianxian's eyebrows were full of ridicule.

Waste is waste. Even the money for a birthday party for his mother has to be asked for. I don’t know what use this kind of son would have.

However, Mrs. Mo and Mo Fuhai also doted on Mo Qishen and became their favorites.

People become blind with old age.

Mo Qishen returned the money to Mo Fuhai, "Dad, you don't have to worry about money. Your son is not a waste. I promise to make Mom's birthday party a great one!"

Thinking of his son's self-esteem, Mo Fuhai had no choice but to put the bankbook away, "Then you promise Dad, if there is any problem, you will tell me."

"Yeah." Mo Qishen nodded.

Mrs. Mo continued: "By the way, Sixth, there is one more thing I have to leave to you."

Mo Qishen said: "If you have any questions, just ask me, Lafayette. I will handle everything from going up to the mountain of swords to going down to the sea of ​​fire."

Mrs. Mo was amused by Mo Qishen and laughed loudly, "This child is not doing anything right all the time."

After finishing her words, she continued: "Yanyan will leave it to you. Remember, no matter what you think of, Yanyan must come to participate in this birthday banquet."

Mo Qishen stood up immediately, followed the way he did on TV, and saluted, "嗻."

"Brat!"

"By the way, why didn't Xiaodie come to dinner?" Mo Qishen continued.

Mrs. Mo said: "When the immortal came just now, he brought a bunch of novelty toys to Xiaodie. No, she is displaying her new toys in the living room now."

It is the nature of every child to love to play.

Mo Qishen nodded and continued eating.

After dinner, Mo Qishen went to find Ni Yan. Of course, in addition to inviting Ni Yan to the birthday banquet, he also had to deliver goods to Ni Yan. Ni Yan had previously ordered 10,000 disposable paper cups from him. .

Wu Daming helped Mo Qishen tie the 10,000 disposable paper cups to the back seat of the bicycle, "Brother Six, how about I drive to Sister-in-law Six to deliver them there."

"No," Mo Qishen tugged at the paper cups to see if they were tied tightly enough, "I can just send them there on my bicycle."

Wu Daming didn’t understand.

Mo Qishen obviously owns a luxury car, but he still has to ride this little shabby car every day. This is totally inconsistent with his status!