"Miss, please!"
Mo Bei got into the car, and there was already soone sitting on the spacious back seat.
A tailored suit, a handso face, it was her father, Mo Wenxiu.
Seeing him, Mo Bei wasn’t surprised.
After just returning to her room, she hesitated several tis before finally calling her father. Mo Wenxiu happened to be in a small city not far from Qingdao, checking out a piece of land, and after receiving her call, he ca over imdiately.
"What do you want to talk to about?"
Mo Bei took a deep breath, "A deal."
Mo Wenxiu frowned, "A deal?"
Mo Bei pursed her lips, "You help save soone, and I’ll go with you, I’ll agree to whatever you want to do."
Mo Wenxiu closed the docunt in his hand, "You’ve said the sa thing three tis already."
Mo Bei gritted her teeth, "If he dies, I’ll commit suicide, I’ll keep my word!"
Mo Wenxiu glanced at his daughter’s side profile, "I’ve looked into Jiao Yang, the future heir to the Duke title, the most notable noble descendant in the United Kingdom, you two... it’s impossible."
Initially, Mo Wenxiu only saw Jiao Yang as a poor lad trying to climb up by charming his daughter with a pretty face.
After eting him that day, Mo Wenxiu noticed sothing different about Jiao Yang, which is why he specifically investigated Jiao Yang’s background.
What he found was unexpectedly shocking.
He never imagined that the young man would have such an unusual background.
"There’s no need for you to say these things!" Mo Bei took a deep breath, her tone softened, "I just need you to save him."
"What happened to him?" Mo Wenxiu asked.
"He’s in London, England, kidnapped by soone nad Luo Ke, a very skillful person. I don’t know where he is. Our last conversation was over an hour ago, he only told he’s in an old factory." Mo Bei took out her phone from her pocket, showing Jiao Yang’s number, "This is his phone number."
Then, she pulled out her tablet from her bag, pointing to a saved photo, "This is the man, Luo Ke. He’s the CEO of a European dia company, full na: Luo Ke Gaudi."
"This matter... is very difficult!"
"You can’t do it?" Mo Bei reached for the car door, "Then I’ll get off."
"Stop!" Mo Wenxiu frowned, "Do you love him?"
"He saved , I owe him a life." Mo Bei said solemnly.
Mo Wenxiu contemplated for a mont, "I can promise to try my best, but I can’t guarantee that I can get him out. The condition is, you must co with and never see him again."
If the other party were just a penniless young lad, Mo Wenxiu wouldn’t care at all. But, he could see that his daughter had feelings for Jiao Yang that were different.
Mo Wenxiu was very clear that his daughter couldn’t possibly be with soone like Jiao Yang.
They were like the sun and the moon, impossible to appear in the sky at the sa ti.
Having seen it all before, he knew that such a love would only bring her pain.
Mo Bei gently nodded, "Okay, I agree!"
"Drive, to the airport." Mo Wenxiu softly ordered, then took out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke in English, "Help find soone, the Duke of Kent’s son, he has been kidnapped and should be in so abandoned factory in London, whatever it takes, find him."
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Good night.
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