Ding Jiaqi suddenly felt guilty, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.
"Grandma, I'm really just curious, that's why I'm asking. I'm also doing it for my second uncle's benefit. I want to help him ask if his company can be better if he can cooperate with Gu in the future. I Is it wrong to do this?" Ding Jiaqi said very aggrievedly.
Madam Ding suddenly felt distressed when she saw her granddaughter crying, "Junhui, do you say that about your sister? Jiaqi is your sister, can she still harm you?"
Mother Ding laughed angrily at Mrs. Ding's reaction. She had a daughter and she didn't need others to be nice to them.
"mom-"
"Mom, as an uncle, I appreciate Jiaqi's kindness, but I have decided to hand over the company to Fei Fei. Even if the future cooperation with Gu is to be promoted, Fei Fei will do it. If Jiaqi I'm very happy to be willing to help Fei Fei." Ding Haonan held his wife's hand and said directly.
After Ding Haonan finished speaking, Mrs. Ding was instantly furious, "Have you handed over the company to this wild girl who doesn't know where she came from?"
"The company is mine. Who should I give it to? It's my freedom. Mom, what do you think?" Ding Haonan spoke forcefully.
Mrs. Ding did not expect to be criticized like this by her son.
"Grandma." Ding Jiaqi helped the old lady sit down, thinking about something in her mind.
"Okay, the company belongs to you. Now that your wings are strong, I can't control you anymore." Mrs. Ding hit the ground hard, and finally looked at Mo Fei.
Could it be that the anger has subsided long ago? It's rare that her father didn't act filial this time.
Ding Jiaqi did not leave at night because Mrs. Ding wanted her to stay here with her.
Ding Jiaqi's guest room is right next to Mo Fei's room. Regarding this issue, Mo Fei really doesn't want her to stay, but her father's foolish filial piety is showing up again this time because Ding Jiaqi wants to accompany her grandma.
But if you stay, you can stay. It’s not like she has no way to deal with her, right
After the old lady rested, Ding Jiaqi came out of the old lady's room. Could it be that she was spinning a dagger in her hand at the door.
Ding Jiaqi roared and took a step back subconsciously.
Mo Fei raised his head and looked at Ding Jiaqi who was so frightened that he backed away from the door and continued to spin the dagger in his hand.
"Ding Jiaqi, why are you so eager to know my relationship with Gu Juexi?" Mo Fei said, slowly approaching Ding Jiaqi, the dagger in his hand shining coldly.
Ding Jiaqi stared at the dagger in her hand and felt hot in her ears.
"I, I didn't." Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips tightly and subconsciously pressed the door handle with her hands.
Mo Fei suddenly moved forward, and Ding Jiaqi screamed, but Mo Fei directly covered her lips, and she retreated to the wall and left Mrs. Ding's door.
"Jia Qi, what's wrong?" Mrs. Ding asked in the room.
Mo Fei's dagger fell on her white neck, scratching gently.
Bitingly cold—
Ding Jiaqi's face was pale and shaking.
"Your grandma asked you what's wrong? Answer her." Mo Fei said, continuing to stroke gently.
Ding Jiaqi was about to cry out of fear, but she didn't dare to cry out. She only dared to say in a trembling voice, "No, it's okay. I accidentally bumped into one. Grandma, please rest."
There was soon no movement inside, and Mo Fei patted her face with a dagger in satisfaction.
She really didn't like being reasonable.