I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

And when it comes to the people who are really hurt in this relationship, not only Mrs. Mo, Tang Ya's mother is also a victim.

"So Dad didn't even know that she was pregnant at that time. So, for people like Tang Ya who targeted the Mo family, did she think that her mother was let down by her dad and was venting her mother?"

"Perhaps. She and her mother have lived on each other since they were young, and they have a very good relationship. It is not impossible that this is possible."

"If Tang Ya is really your half-sister, what are you going to do?" Qiao Mianmian couldn't help asking.

Even if Mo Yesi has no affection for his half-sister, she is also a blood-related sister.

It is impossible to deal with her in the same way as ordinary people.

Mo Yesi said indifferently, "No matter who she is, if she wants to attack the Mo Family, I will not be merciful."

"The grievances of their previous generation have nothing to do with me. I only know who dares to hurt my family, and I will not be merciless."

Even his biological sister, so what.

"Then, do you want Dad to know about this matter?" Qiao Mianmian thought for a while, and then said his own opinion, "If Tang Ya is really his daughter, do you want him to know about this. And if Tang Ya is really because Her mother only targeted the Mo Family. Is there any misunderstanding in this? Only dad knows what happened that year. Can you ask him about it?"

"I'm also thinking about this matter." Mo Yesi muttered for a moment, then said, "Let me think about it again."

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After recording "My Intern Parents", Qiao Mianmian didn't take up other jobs for the time being and entered a vacation.

During this period, she occasionally went to see Jiang Luoli and her little niece, and occasionally went to Moyesi Company to accompany him to work, or returned to Bai’s house to accompany Bai mother and father in two days, although the days seemed like Leisure, time flies quickly.

On this day, Qiao Mianmian made some pastries by himself at home, and planned to take it to the company to give Mo Yesi a taste.

She learned the pastry from the white mother, she tasted it and found it to be pretty good.

These days, she would send loving afternoon tea to Mo Yesi every day.

Either she made the pastries or the fruit she made herself. She didn't know whether Mo Yesi thought it was delicious or not. Anyway, he always cheered up, as long as she sent them to him, he would eat them all.

His support made Qiao Mianmian's afternoon tea more positive.

She has been sending it for a week.