The driver somehow did not take Ai Shuya with him but took the child in front of him back to the hotel. It was not until the child left that he opened his eyes wide as if he had just woken up from a dream, and murmured in confusion:

"Why do I just bring someone back? Is that weird?"

Although he had the intention of showing off to Ai Shuya and her son, he was essentially just the driver, and logically speaking, he should not be carrying half of the passengers.

This outrageous thing just happened.

"By the way, that difficult kid, does he know which floor the master is on?"

The bald driver touched his bald head and was about to catch up. After hesitating for a moment, he finally did not catch up and instead just waited for someone in the parking lot.

The elevator in the parking lot leads directly to the eighth floor. A boy in a small suit steps leisurely onto the carpet on the eighth floor. The magnificent lights almost blind people.

There are only two passages on the eighth floor, one is for private rooms and the other is for private rooms.

Maybe everyone in this building is a distinguished guest, and waiters in twos and threes are always gathered at the door of the private room.

The air conditioner was powerfully cooling the air, and the waiters in suits were stunned by the appearance of the little boy.

They only knew that they would entertain distinguished guests today, but they did not know what the distinguished guests looked like.

"Is Mr. Mo here? I am his honored guest."

Mo Chuchen looked up, his childish face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, it was very cute.

"Um, in Private Room A, are you really Mr. Mo's guest?"

The waiter seemed hesitant. They were waiting for a child so early in the morning?

"There's nothing surprising about that."

Mo Chuchen entered the box on the right under the guidance of the waiter.

This box has a single-track sliding door, which is two meters long. It is made of wood and has some reliefs of flowers, birds, insects and fish. The waiter opened the door, and the interior is antique-style.

You can't see the mystery from outside the hotel, but when you get inside the hotel, you realize that the windows in the house are all circular screens, and the thin rain is blocked by the glass outside, and then it doesn't fall into the house.

Inside the private room is an old wooden dining table. An old man in a black Tang suit is drinking tea leisurely beside him. A string of amber beads hangs from his wrist, and his gray and sparse hair is meticulously combed back.

This one looks a bit like the villain in the movie, he doesn’t look like a good guy!

"Are you my grandfather?"

Mo Chuchen was not frightened by the old man's aura. He sat across from the old man and asked the waiter for a glass of orange juice.

"That's true by blood, but our Mo family will not let illegitimate children enter the Mo family, so I plan to give you a sum of money and you can live outside."

Mr. Mo has become a little impatient in dealing with his son's illegitimate child recently. He doesn't have a good temper for a child: "Where is your mother? Call her over."

"She may still need a little time." Mo Chuchen blinked, drank orange juice, and said in an old-fashioned way: "How much do you plan to pay?"

"Are you in charge?" Mr. Mo was amused by the child's words. He put down the tea bowl in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment: "You are somewhat similar to your father."

"Of course I am in charge. If you give me enough money, I will definitely not pester you."

Mo Chuchen smiled slightly, with slight dimples on his cute face.

"I know my mother's virtues, and I also know that you don't like her. Why don't you just give me some money to avoid getting entangled. This amount of money can also end our relationship."

Mr. Mo's hand shook, and he felt that the smile was so dazzling that it hurt his heart. He said with a stiff face, "What a pity. If you weren't an illegitimate child, I would think you are a good match!"

"Don't say that, there is nothing pity or pity, old gentleman."

Mo Chuchen smiled: "Everyone has their own way of life and preferences. In your hand, this cup of tea is good tea, but in the mouth of a person with a dry mouth, it is not the same as ordinary mineral water.

There is no difference, everyone has their own way of living.

Five million, I promise I will never appear in the Mo family again."

"What price does your mother want?"

Mr. Mo frowned, not that he thought the money was too much.

After all, the imperial court always likes children. Regardless of whether the child is illegitimate or not, the blood father has the obligation to raise the child. If this were not the case, Mr. Mo would not help his son deal with the illegitimate child.

After those children were abandoned by their mothers, the pressure would be on the Mo family, and the Mo family had no choice but to raise them if they didn't want to be blamed.

Fortunately, these illegitimate children can take their mother's surname or be placed in the manor. As long as they can prove to the Yamen that the Mo family has taken care of them, there is no need to worry about those children affecting the family or entering the family to cause trouble.

As long as you reach the age of eighteen and you are given a sum of money to kick him out, there will be nothing to do with him from now on.

"Crack..."

Outside the circular window, a thunder flashed across the gloomy sky. Mr. Mo stared straight at the opposite side, his eyes full of confusion.

This child's reaction was completely different from that of ordinary children. He didn't seem to long for family affection, nor did he care about being abandoned.

"No, if she comes, she will only ask for more. She has finally decided to be self-reliant. She must not be allowed to fall into the evil world of money again. So, you can just call me directly. I have a bank run by the Yamen Rescue Association.

Card."

Mo Chuchen called the waiter and asked for a pen and paper. He wrote his card number on it and handed it to Mr. Mo.

"Just think about it. If you pay a sum of money, you don't need to worry about the Yamen getting in trouble with the Mo family..."

Because he was worried that the old man would think too much, Mo Chuchen had to supplement him with the laws of the White House, specifically stating that as long as financial assistance was provided, the Yamen would not dig too deep into the matter.

The money you transferred to Ai Shuya's account might as well be transferred directly to the children's account. Even if Ai Shuya doesn't admit the account later, she won't win the lawsuit.

"..."

Listening to this child's analysis, Mr. Mo felt increasingly regretful.

It's a pity that this child is not born out of wedlock. His head is much clearer than that of his unlucky son!

Of course, his temperament is also much colder. His son is just a playboy at best, but this kid actually threw his mother aside just for money!

If he hadn't been raised by a woman like that, maybe he wouldn't have such a narrow vision and only see money, right?

It's a pity that the seedling has become crooked, and now it is just a bad seedling with a small vision and only cares about money.

"Make a decision, if my mommy comes, you won't get away so easily."

Mo Chuchen smiled confidently. He raised his orange juice and toasted from a distance.

Mr. Mo sighed secretly, and at the same time he felt very relaxed. It was easy to fool him when talking to such a precocious child:

"What you said is correct. I agree. I will give you this money and you will not show up to the Mo family again."

After saying that, he called his assistant and transferred five million directly to Mo Chuchen's card. He did not mention Ai Shuya during the whole process. After all, he came here to solve the problem of illegitimate children, not to solve it.

My son has a rotten peach blossom problem.

Before leaving, Mr. Mo couldn't help but ask: "Have you really never longed for your father? Your behavior is much colder than I imagined."

If this child was the first child he met, he wouldn't have many feelings.

However, this child was the last one he saw after seeing all the illegitimate children.

Compared to other children's reactions of crying and fussing, this child was a little too calm.

Although it is said that the reason behind the crying of these children is their mothers making trouble, such childish reactions also represent that those children have desires and ideas in their hearts.

Mo Chuchen shook his head and answered while tapping the screen on his mobile phone:

"You only learned of my existence recently, didn't you? I also only learned of your existence recently.

Before this, I didn't have any fantasies about you, so naturally I didn't have any desire.

If you really want to express your opinion on this matter.

In fact, I don't think the Mo family is a good place to go. The internal fighting among you should be quite serious.

How much sincerity can you gain by entering such a wealthy family as an illegitimate child?

In fact, I am still very happy. At least you know that you have to make up for it. With this money, I can do a lot of things.

I'm very happy to be able to avoid those trivial things in the Mo family."

"..."

Mr. Mo left with an unhappy look on his face.

He didn't know how far this cheap grandson could go, but he was still unhappy with being so openly rejected!

At this time, the elevator door opened. Ai Shuya, who had arrived late, looked up and saw Mr. Mo waiting for the elevator outside.

She thought the old man was here to greet her, so she walked out of the elevator embarrassedly and smoothed her hair.

"I……"

Just when Ai Shuya was about to speak, Mr. Mo stepped into the elevator with an expressionless face, surrounded by assistants and lawyers, and pressed the button to go downstairs without leaving a single glance for this woman.

"What's going on?"

Ai Shuya was confused. Didn't Mr. Mo call and say that he wanted to discuss the illegitimate child? Why did he leave in the blink of an eye?

"It's done, go home, you have to go to work tomorrow!"

Mo Chuchen walked out slowly and glanced at Ai Shuya.

"What did he say? What did you talk about?"

Ai Shuya entered another elevator with Mo Chuchen. She thought that if they could finish the conversation so simply, maybe the Mo family would come to communicate again in the future. With the money from the Mo family, she would soon be able to get out of her current predicament.
To be continued...