She never expected that Mo Shiyi would receive a call from Mo Qishan!
"What's the matter?"
Hearing his daughter's indifferent voice, Mo Qishan felt completely uncomfortable, "Shishi, are you free after work? Dad... I want to treat you to a meal. I have something to tell you. Call me. "I'm not sure."
But Mo Shiyi subconsciously refused, "Chairman Mo, if you have any questions, it's very convenient to tell me here. Mu Han will come to pick me up from work in the evening, or you would like to invite our family." If you want to have dinner, maybe."
"Shishi, I just want to talk to you about something about your mother, so can you please have dinner with me? Don't worry, it's just the two of us. Let Mu Han do it then. I can take you home." It was rare to hear Mo Qishan talking to her in such a tone. Mo Shiyi took a deep breath and finally softened, "Okay, then let's go to a Chinese restaurant called Green Tea in our creative park. Let's eat in the restaurant. I'll reserve a seat and you can just come over after work."
"Hey, okay, I'll see you then!"
Mo Qishan seemed particularly happy as she listened on the other end of the phone. Even if he could agree to eat together, he was even more doubtful.
What on earth did he tell himself about his mother?
No, why would he want to invite him to dinner and chat at this time for no reason?
Speaking of which, her hatred for Mo Qishan was completely different from that of Mo Qingqing and her daughter. For Mo Qingqing and the others, as long as Mo Shiyi thinks that she and Mo Shasha killed his mother, it will be a mortal hatred for their mother! As for Mo Qishan, he entered the Gu family with ill intentions and married his mother just to seize the Gu family's property. So Mo Shiyi didn't want to recognize him as her father anymore, but she didn't even want to see him again.
However, to be on the safe side, Mo Shiyi sent a message to Shen Muhan before leaving get off work, [Mo Qishan asked me to have dinner at the Green Tea Restaurant in the Creative Park. Please come and pick me up later. ]
Shen Muhan: [Okay, keep in touch at any time. ]
Having said that, Shen Muhan still couldn't worry about her, so he made another phone call to the subordinate who was secretly protecting Mo Shiyi, "After work, keep an eye on the direction of the Green Tea Restaurant. If there is any unusual movement, report to me as soon as possible."
" Yes, Mr. Shen."
As soon as Mo Shiyi started designing new products, she would forget about food and sleep. In addition, without Shen Muhan's reminder to get off work tonight, she almost forgot about her appointment with Mo Qishan.
Fortunately, because Qi Yan would say hello to her every time before getting off work, Mo Shiyi saw that it was getting late, so he decisively put down the pen in his hand, packed up his things and left the studio.
Arriving at the entrance of the Green Tea Restaurant, Mo Shiyi immediately saw Mo Qishan sitting at the back but by the window.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I was so busy that I forgot the time." Mo Qishan thought she had changed her mind temporarily and was about to call again to ask, but now that she saw her coming as promised, he immediately put his mind at ease. In his belly, he smiled and asked her to sit down, "Haha, it doesn't matter. As long as you are willing to accompany me to eat this meal, you can let me wait as long as you want. But Shishi, aren't you pregnant? Why is Muhan still making you work hard ?"
Mo Shiyi replied casually while looking down at the menu, "Well, I insisted on continuing to work. It has nothing to do with him. Tisifani is just starting out. I can't just take a vacation like this."
Poetry, actually..." Because of the mention of Tisifani, Mo Qishan suddenly became a little embarrassed to talk. He wanted to continue talking about this topic, but he was afraid of being rejected by the other party on the spot and leaving the topic.
Seeing him hesitating, Mo Shiyi was a little puzzled, so she waved to the waiter to order. After all, she was really hungry, and it felt like the baby in her belly was protesting...
Mo Qishan swallowed his words again, and waited until the waiter left before continuing: "Shishi, you founded the company at a young age She has her own clothing brand, which is really great. She deserves to be the daughter of me and Youwei!"
"..." Mo Shiyi didn't know how to answer this. If she had a choice, she sincerely hoped that her father would be Uncle Link, not the man who looked like a smiling tiger in front of her.