Chapter 779 Meeting with Madam Mo

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I'm afraid, most of them came because of her scandal.

When Mo Yesi sent her to the set this morning, the old lady called and asked about the scandal.

It is impossible for Mrs. Mo not to know things that all old ladies know.

Judging from Mrs. Mo's various attitudes towards her before, this time she was probably coming to investigate.

Arrive at the hotel.

Qiao Mianmian got off the car with Nana and entered the elevator. She pressed the floor where the hotel cafe was.

"Hey, Sister Mianmian, this is not us..."

"Oh, I'm going to meet a friend." Qiao Mianmian said lightly, "You go back first. It's a day off. You can do whatever you want and don't worry about me."

"Okay then, I'm going out to meet a friend soon. I might come back late in the evening. Sister Mianmian, if anything happens, just call me and I'll rush back right away."

"Um."

When they reached the tenth floor, Qiao Mianmian walked out of the elevator first.

The cafe is on the tenth floor.

After getting out of the elevator, she walked forward for a while and saw Mrs. Mo sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, waiting for her.

Mrs. Mo is worthy of being a noble lady who came from a famous family since she was a child.

The elegance and nobility cultivated since childhood are clearly different from ordinary people.

Qiao Mianmian saw her at a glance.

She sits very elegantly and holds the coffee cup very elegantly. Her well-maintained face shows her actual age at all. At first glance, she is still a very attractive young woman.

Many men in the cafe were secretly looking at her.

But no one dared to go up and talk to her.

Mrs. Mo has a cold temperament, and she looks like a cold beauty. She is the type that most men are interested in but dare not pursue easily. What's more, her temperament shows that she is not an ordinary rich girl. This alone can make her Many men are put off.

"Hello, Miss, may I ask..."

"I have an appointment."

Qiao Mianmian looked at the waiter who greeted him enthusiastically and walked quickly towards where Mrs. Mo was.

As soon as she got closer, Mrs. Mo, who was still looking out the window at first, as if admiring the scenery outside, turned her head and looked straight at her.

Mrs. Mo's eyes were a bit sharp and cold, and there was no kindness at first sight.

Qiao Mianmian met her eyes and couldn't help but pause in her steps.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then shouted in a low voice: "Mom..."

Hearing her address, Mrs. Mo's eyes flashed with disgust, the corners of her lips twitched coldly, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the seat opposite her and said, "You're here. Sit down first."

Naturally, Qiao Mianmian did not ignore the trace of disgust in Mrs. Mo's eyes.

She knew that Mrs. Mo didn't like her.

However, such an unabashed display of disgust still made Qiao Mianmian feel like something had stabbed her in her heart, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

But her face remained calm.

She walked to sit down opposite Mrs. Mo, asked the waiter for a cup of coffee, then turned to look at Mrs. Mo, hesitated for a moment, and decided to ask: "Mom, do you want to see me for anything?"

Mrs. Mo picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip, then frowned in disgust.

The coffee here must not be to her liking.

She took a sip and put it down.

Although this is a five-star hotel, the consumption and quality here are considered good for ordinary people.

But in the eyes of a noble lady like Mrs. Mo, the things here are still unacceptable to her.

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