Sighing deeply, Mo Jiayi said: "If Xiaojiu were half as well-behaved as Xiaoli, I would be relieved. This child is left to grow wild outside."
After finishing speaking, he shook his head again, "That's all. Fortunately, it's a girl's family. When you get old, you can find someone with a good temper to marry. With our Mo family, she can't bear the injustice."
As soon as these words came out, the taciturn Long Qingtian suddenly raised his eyes.
Marry casually?
His cold eyes darkened slightly. Although he hated some of Mo Jiu's characteristics, he actually said out of nowhere when he heard these words: "I just got home, maybe I'm not used to it."
These short words made both Mo Jiayi and Jiang Mingyuan slightly stunned.
It took him a while to realize that he was talking about Mo Jiu.
Mo Jiayi's eyes widened. Long Qingtian always had a cold personality and rarely expressed opinions on Mo family matters, but today he came back with Mo Jiu inexplicably, and now he speaks for Mo Jiu...
"I'm coming!"
With a cheer and a kick, Mo Jiu ran down from the second floor. He didn't even look at Jiang Li when he passed by. He ran down and sat next to Mo Jiayi. He looked at the table full of dishes and smiled: "I'm starving, eat quickly."
Bar!"
Then without knowing any rules, he just picked up the chopsticks and started eating quickly.
Mo Jiayi looked at Mo Jiu and was stunned.
Mo had not worn a skirt for a long time, and she was still wearing the same pile of rags she had just worn.
She originally thought that Mo Jiu randomly picked up those clothes from the street, just to make her feel guilty and distressed. But at this moment, these clothes fit snugly on her body, making Mo Jiayi frown.
Black jeans that were washed out and worn out, and a simple white short-sleeved shirt that cost about twenty yuan a piece. Fortunately, the girl had a strong youthful atmosphere, and she had a unique style when wearing cheap clothes.
Mo Jiayi felt a little depressed: "Xiao Jiu, these clothes..."
"What's wrong?" Mo Jiu looked down at his clothes, raised his head and widened his eyes, "Is there a problem?"
The cunning look deep in her eyes did not escape Long Qingtian's cold eyes.
"Is this clothes really yours?"
"Yes, I bought these pants when I was a freshman in high school. They are a bit short now, but I can still wear them if I make do."
"Xiaojiu, why are you wearing this kind of clothes? Sister-in-law Li doesn't care about you either?"
"Sister-in-law Li? Oh, you mean that nanny? She left eight years ago."
Eight years ago, Mojiu was only ten years old!
Mo Jiayi was finally surprised: "Gone?! Then how have you lived these years?"
"The house is rented out, let's live on the rent." Mo Jiu raised his head and looked at Mo Jiayi: "Hey, luckily the house you gave me is big and luxurious. Although the place in the eastern suburbs is small, I can still get a rent of 2,000 per month.
Woolen cloth!"
As soon as these words came out, the hall became silent for a moment.
Except for Long Qingtian who remained expressionless, everyone else's eyes widened in disbelief.
Long Qingtian's eyes were slightly darker.
Two thousand? She had to rent a house and eat. Although Mo Jiayi had paid the tuition in one lump sum, how could two thousand yuan be enough for high school materials and tutoring books?
Thinking of the first time they met, the girl was trembling with anger because her electric car was crashed and she didn't care about her image. Long Qingtian's cold eyes became even colder.
Mo Jiayi was the first to react. She looked at Mo Jiu warily: "Is everything you said true?"
The young lady of the Mo family is actually living off the rent! Who would believe this?
Mo Jiayi has long had objections to Mo Jiu and dislikes her. Her deep-rooted thoughts over the years have made her definitely not believe Mo Jiu for the first time, besides...
