It was already noon when Uncle He ordered his aunt to make ginseng chicken soup and send her to the hospital. Mo Wanxi had just hung up four bottles of water and her fever had subsided. He Yucheng was preparing to take her out of the hospital.
Seeing that the aunt brought ginseng chicken soup to congratulate Yucheng, he immediately poured it for Mo Wanxi to drink.
Mo Wanxi disliked the bitter taste of ginseng chicken soup and refused to drink it. He Yucheng brought it to his mouth and persuaded Mo Wanxi for a long time, and he finished the chicken soup in one sip.
The aunt was stunned as she watched. When did their seventh young master become so considerate and coaxing?
The aunt collected her things and left. On the way back, she called Uncle He and said, "The chicken soup has been delivered. Young Master Qi is not sick. The one who is sick is Miss Mo."
"What? The Seventh Young Master is not sick?" Uncle He was stunned. Was this something unexpected?
Auntie babbled, "That Miss Mo is fine now, and Qi Shao accompanied her to the hospital. We all drank the chicken soup, and they drank it together."
Uncle He sighed after hearing this, "I know!"
After hanging up the phone, Uncle He wondered whether he should tell the old man about this? Forget it, let's not say it, otherwise Mr. He would definitely be angry.
He planned to hide it, but he didn't know that Mr. He took the initiative to ask him, "How is the situation at Lao Qi's side?"
"Qi Shao is fine." Uncle He hesitated.
"Are you hiding something from me?" Mr. He knew something was wrong as soon as he saw Uncle He's expression.
Uncle He didn't dare to hide it, "Seventh Young Master is not sick. The one who is sick is Miss Mo. Seventh Young Master is in the hospital with Miss Mo to get some fluids."
The expression on Mr. He's face was so wonderful that he wanted to curse but endured it.
None of He Yucheng's previous scandal-laden sluts could stay by his side for more than three months. It seemed that Mo Wanxi was no longer just a prank.
Mr. He felt that he was 100% sure of separating them before, but now he is a little unsure.
He frowned and leaned on the chair and thought for a long time before asking Uncle He, "Do you think it's too mean for me to cooperate with Mo Zhendong to plot Mo Wanxi like this?"
Uncle He kept smiling, "You have nothing to do, right? If you had a way, you would never cooperate with someone like Mo Zhendong."
"I thought about it for a long time last night and felt that working with someone like Mo Zhendong was too cheap. I can't ruin my lifelong reputation like this. Now seeing Lao Qi doing this to Mo Wanxi, did I make a mistake from the beginning?
Got an idea?"
"This..." Uncle He thought for a moment, "I also think that the Seventh Young Master will not give in easily. Moreover, the Seventh Young Master's character has always been jealous of evil. If you take advantage of this opportunity and really acquire Mo's, the Seventh Young Master will therefore be in conflict with
If you turn against me, you will lose more than you gain."
Mr. He nodded, "In your opinion, what should I do as the best choice?"
"I think it's better to go and talk to Miss Mo. She is a smart person. You should retreat in order to make progress and be reasonable and affectionate to her. If Miss Mo is willing to take the initiative to break up with Qi Shao, she will definitely not be able to do so with Qi Shao's self-esteem.
I will continue to pester you, and in this way your goal will be achieved."
After listening to Uncle He's words, Mr. He thought for a moment, "That's fine, you hold Lao Qi while I go see Mo Wanxi!"
He Yucheng took Mo Wanxi home from the hospital. Mo Wanxi was in much better spirits after her fever had subsided, and was excited to go to the company.
She didn't listen to He Yucheng's hard words, so He Yucheng had no choice but to send Mo Wanxi to Zhongnan Building.
After watching Mo Wanxi go to the company, he turned around and left.
Mo Wanxi entered the company, but Mo Zhendong and Assistant Huang were not there. She asked the secretary, and the secretary said that Mo Zhendong didn't come to the company at all today.
Mo Wanxi knew it by heart. Did Mo Zhendong ignore the company after signing the contract with Mr. He?
He didn't take the company seriously, but Mo Wanxi had to take the company seriously.
Her mother's company could not fall in her hands. She returned to the office and asked her secretary to send the information and prepared to study it in detail. Since her mother could do it alone, she believed she could too.
After Mo Wanxi read the information for less than an hour, Uncle He called her, "Hello Miss Mo, our old man wants to meet you. Are you free now?"
"Available!" Mo Wanxi did not refuse.
Uncle He reported his address and specifically told Mo Wanxi not to tell He Yucheng, and Mo Wanxi agreed.
Mo Wanxi arrived at the coffee shop ten minutes earlier than Mr. He, and Mr. He basically walked in right away.
Mo Wanxi had heard of this meeting at the right time. It is said that people who are good at negotiating are like this. It seems that Mr. He regarded her as a negotiating opponent today.
Seeing Mr. He come in, she stood up respectfully and said hello, "Hello, Mr. He!"
"Well, sit down!" Mr. He waved, his attitude obviously much better than yesterday. The waiter brought the coffee, but Mr. He didn't drink it and looked at Mo Wanxi sharply.
"You should be clear about why I'm here to find you, right?"
Mo Wanxi replied cautiously, "Master, please explain clearly."
Mr. He sneered, "In this case, I will open the skylight and speak frankly. I am not satisfied with the matter between you and Lao Qi. I hope you can break up with Lao Qi."
Mo Wanxi shook her head, "Sorry, I cannot agree to your request!"
"Miss Mo, there are so many men in the world for you to choose from, why bother to keep an eye on the seventh child? Our seventh child is not ambitious, so marrying her will not do you any good," Mr. He persuaded.
"I don't think so. I think He Qi is kind, considerate and good-looking. I can't find a man who treats me better than him in my life, so I can't agree to it!"
"Two people who love each other should support and help each other. Miss Mo, what do you think you can do to help Lao Qi?" Mr. He asked coldly.
"I don't know what I can do to help him, but if he needs it, I will give everything for him, including my life!" Mo Wanxi looked at Mr. He very calmly and said.
Mr. He shook his head and said, "Miss Mo, this is not acting. The oaths and everything are just telling stories. I am old and I hate all this the most. Do you understand?"
"I'm not telling a story, I'm telling the truth. I can give everything for He Qi, and so can he! Old man, it's impossible for you to separate us. Since you can't separate us, why don't you help us?"
"I will help you? If I want to help you, why should I separate you?" Mr. He frowned.
"Miss Mo, I came to you today to have a good talk with you about Lao Qi's present, future and past. I am not afraid to tell you that the person I am most worried about is Lao Qi. In my short time,
During these days, I will do my best to plan for Lao Qi, but Miss Mo, you are not within the scope of my plans."
"Why? What's wrong with me? Why do you want to separate me and He Qi so desperately? They say that the happiest thing about being a parent is to see your children happy. Why do you want to stop He Qi and I from being happy together?"
Mo Wanxi asked.
"The happiness between you and him is only temporary. Let's talk about the long-term things." Mr. He sighed slightly.
"I'm old, and I don't have many days to take care of Lao Qi. You should also know the situation of the He family. The boss is not a thing, and his wife is not a thing. They have never been very friendly to Lao Qi. Without me, Lao Qi would
They've eaten me to the bone, and I don't want Lao Qi to end up like this in the future, so I'm begging you to leave Lao Qi."
