Chapter 6

Guard her bodyguard made a phone call, unexpectedly is really put Qi Zijin.

But at the door of Mohist school, Qi Zijin was stopped by the guard as soon as he was ready to go in.

"Miss Qi, our young master said that we don't want to see you yet."

Qi Zijin knows that Mo Jinhan is trying to embarrass her, but she has a request from the other party. Today she must see someone.

"Did he say when he wanted to see you?"

The guard has been in Mohist School for many years, and he is an old acquaintance. Wen Yan sighed: "young master says that he will see you whenever your sincerity moves him."

"Good."

Looking at the closed door, Miss Qi swallowed and went up to her throat in sorrow. As soon as she bent her knee, she knelt down with a thump.

The sincerity that Mo Jinhan wants is nothing more than the pleasure of taking revenge from her.

The more humiliating she was, the happier he was.

"Miss Qi, why are you suffering?" The guard uncle twisted eyebrow to see eye Qi Son Jin, but also didn't say again what, turned round to return to guard room.

Qi Zijin kneels obstinately in front of the gate.

The sky suddenly changed, and large dark clouds came quietly, as if brewing a heavy rain.

In an instant, the rain was pouring down.

Qi Zijin is about to fall, but he thinks of his younger brother lying in the hospital and the robbed child. He still stands on his back and kneels there motionless.

A few hours later, Ji Feng came to Mo Jinhan's side: "president, Miss Qi has been kneeling outside for a long time, and it's raining so hard outside..."

"Let her in."

Qi Zijin gets wet and enters the living room. Everything inside has changed. Everything that he was familiar with has been replaced by something new in just a few months.

Mo Jinhan's slender legs overlapped, while drinking tea, while looking at her: "if you are to return your child, I advise you not to be paranoid."

Qi Zi Jin really wants to see a child, but compare to this matter, there is another matter very anxious.

Her hand clenched into a fist, said: "Jin Han, can you lend me a million?"

Mo Jin cold eyes folded out of the cold light, holding the cup in the hands of the strength of some more.

Qi Zijin begged bitterly: "I will find a way to return the money to you."

"Why should I lend it to you?" Mo Jin's voice is almost cold to the bone.

Qi Zijin thought of this kind of possibility, but the heart still can ache of draw for a while.

"My grandfather once helped you Mohists. Mohist grandfather said that as long as our family is in trouble, you Mohists will help us in the future."

Mo Jin's eyes, cold as Falcon's, projected: "are you threatening me with your grandfather?"

Qi Zijin knew that he was angry, approached him and said softly: "I didn't mean that. But Jin Han, I really need this money. Please... "

"What does it have to do with me that you need money?" Mo Jinhan has no sympathy and pushes her away sarcastically. "Don't you think you're still Mrs. Mo?"

Qi Zijin was pushed to fall to the ground, but he still knelt and rubbed forward. Before he begged, he heard the children's crying in the children's room.

Qi Zijin's heart trembles slightly, out of instinct, stands up and wants to run in, but is stopped by Mo Jinhan and falls to the ground again.

The child's crying voice pricks Qi Zijin's heart. She pulls Mo Jin's trouser leg and chokes in her voice: "since you don't want to lend me money, do you want me to see the child well? I haven't taken a good look at him since he was born... "

"Want to see him?" Mo Jin coldly glared at her, and suddenly laughed, "yes. As long as you sign this document, I can think about it. "