Mo Wanxi's previous jewelry bags were kept in special places, but Meng Weiwei opened them and found that they were 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 so shameless. She hides things so tightly." Meng Weiwei couldn't find what she wanted and was a little angry.
"It doesn't matter, let your dad buy it for you later." Meng Lijuan comforted.
"It's not the New Year or the festival, so there's no reason for me to ask my dad to buy jewelry for me?" Meng Weiwei replied frustrated.
"Who said you can't buy jewelry during the New Year or the holidays? Have you forgotten who your dad is now? He often attends the banquets of wealthy families. In the past, he always took Mo Wanxi to attend, so that little bitch
Stealing the limelight, now it's your turn."
When Meng Lijuan said this, Meng Weiwei also remembered, "Mom, I suddenly remembered something. The coastal feast is going to 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. If your father takes it, you can't take me." Meng Lijuan frowned.
"Isn't there someone else from Bohao? He can take me to participate. Then you can follow my father, and we, mother and daughter, can appear openly in front of the public."
"Yes, why did I forget Shen Baihao? Let's mention this to your dad right away and finalize it as soon as possible."
Meng Weiwei and her daughter were discussing attending the coastal feast, and Mo Wanxi was also thinking about it.
Since Mo Zhendong couldn't wait to let Xiaosan and his daughter live in Mo's house, he must have planned to let Xiaosan and his daughter show their faces.
And the best chance to bring the mistress, mother and daughter upright and show their face is to take them to the coastal feast.
Speaking of which, this coastal feast became popular three years ago, and the organizer is the famous Huafeng International.
The Binhai Feast has not been held for a long time. It is held once a year and has only been held for three short years. However, it has a different existence in the hearts of Binhai's rich and powerful families.
After all, the people Huafeng can invite are all reputable people from Binhai. In the three previous events, Mo Zhendong brought himself to attend, and this time he will definitely bring his mistress to attend.
As long as Mo Zhendong brings his mistress to the banquet, it means that the mistress and her daughter have successfully entered the house.
So she had to find a way to surprise them at the coastal feast, but invitations to the coastal feast were not easy to get.
She had to ensure that she could get the invitation and enter in a legitimate manner before she could implement the next step of the plan.
Thinking of the invitation, Mo Wanxi got a headache. She tossed and turned all night long and didn't fall asleep until late at night.
Because she had insomnia at night, she didn't wake up until ten o'clock in the morning. She was so hungry that Mo Wanxi thought about what to eat later while washing herself.
After washing up, she suddenly thought of Young Master Duck. She didn't hear Young Master Duck come back until midnight last night. Was he being led out?
I was thinking about it when I suddenly heard a knock on the door, and the seventh young duck was back.
Mo Wanxi walked out and saw the seventh young duck putting a large bag of food on the dining table.
"Back!" Mo Wanxi asked flatteringly.
"Yeah." The man spat out a single word as an answer.
Mo Wanxi also cares about his attitude. After spending the past few days together, she has gotten to know this Duck Qi Shao somewhat.
You don't have to worry about being embarrassed by him when he has a cold face. On the contrary, you should be wary if he suddenly smiles to you.
Mo Wanxi reached out and took out a box of pudding milk tea from the bag and started eating. He Yucheng looked at her sideways and said, "You're welcome."
"I will pay you back with interest in the future." Mo Wanxi promised while drinking milk tea.
"Haha!" the man sneered.
"It's true." Mo Wanxi's eyes fell on the clothes worn by the seventh young duck.
Damn, he actually wore a limited edition Armani shirt today, and the shiny gold cufflinks were actually Armani cufflinks.
These days, a duck can outperform five people and six people, and she truly feels that a phoenix in trouble is not as good as a chicken, no, not as good as a duck.
