Meng Weiwei breathed out, "Mom, ginger is still so hot, I admire you so much!"

"What's the matter? That little bitch Mo Wanxi actually plots against us like this. People who go against me usually have no good endings. She will definitely die like her mother and have no place to die."

"Mom, didn't Mu Nianxue die of illness?" Meng Weiwei couldn't help but interrupt when she heard Meng Lijuan say this.

"Diet illness? Haha, use your brain, can Mu Nianxue die of illness? That's because I'm using my hands and feet."

The nanny at the door made a midnight snack and brought it to the midnight snack. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I suddenly heard the conversation inside, and my raised hand froze, and my face showed an incredible shock.

Mo Wanxi didn't know that Mo Zhendong and the Meng family wanted to pay the debt. She was in a good mood so much that she was so happy.

After sending a text message to Yuzi Qi Shao, Mo Wanxi took a bath in Huafeng's round and oversized bathtub and slept comfortably until dawn.

Less than a few minutes in the morning when Huafeng's room service brought Mo Wanxi a rich and exquisite breakfast.

Huafeng's breakfast is also awesome, and the taste is so good. Mo Wanxi suddenly thought of Duck Seventh Master when he looked at the exquisite breakfast.

Last night, Duck Seventh Master not only helped her get the invitation, but also made an idea for her.

The live broadcast of the scumbag's scene was the idea that Yu Zi Qi Shao came up with for her. Yu Zi Qi Shao said that he knew the staff behind him and asked her to lead the scumbag Shen Baihao to the screening room to have a good show, so that everyone could see the faces of the scumbag and the mistress clearly.

So if it weren't for the help of Duck Qi Shao, she wouldn't have been so smooth anyway.

She had to thank the Qi Shao for his help. The breakfast was so delicious and so exquisite that she might as well take it back for Qi Shao to eat it to express her gratitude to him.

When it comes to doing it, Mo Wanxi took all the breakfast and took it back to Shui Moyi's house.

She entered the password to enter the apartment and found that the Seventh Master of Duck was not at home.

Did he not come back last night when he went out? I thought that the Seventh Master of Duck might be lying on the bed of an old woman to serve the old woman.

Mo Wanxi's enthusiasm disappeared completely, and she sat on the sofa with a bitter face and was in a state of discomfort.

I don’t know that I had been sitting on the sofa for a long time, but when I heard the door ringing, Mo Wanxi turned around and saw the seventh young master of duck appear at the door.

After getting up, He Yucheng asked Mo Wanxi casually. Jiang Mo told him that Mo Wanxi had left Huafeng early in the morning and packed all the breakfast prepared for her.

He Yucheng heard that Mo Wanxi was so amused that he could not pack his breakfast. He guessed that Mo Wanxi must have packed the breakfast because he wanted to save money and took it away.

This little woman was so funny that she heard Jiang Mo say that she had returned to Shui Moyi's house, he also packed up and rushed over.

Thinking that Mo Wanxi had dealt with the scumbag mistress last night, he must have been in a good mood. He didn't expect to see Mo Wanxi with a bitter face and a deep grudge.

He looked at Mo Wanxi in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Mo Wanxi didn't say anything but looked at the Seventh Master of Duck. He changed his clothes again, looking refreshed. She was in an extremely unhappy mood, "Where have you been?"

"Check the post? I won't tell you!"

"Do you think I want to know?" Mo Wanxi glared at He Yucheng, feeling so strange that he was sulking.
Chapter completed!