Chapter 1200 "Are You Really Ban Dechang's Daughter?"

"No matter who says it, it's the same." Huang Ling came out of Maupassant's arms, then calmly pulled up a chair and sat down next to Maupassant.

She raised her hand and waved to Mo Jingkai and Aina: "Hello!"

Mo Jingkai looked at Huang Ling with a stern face: "There are no rules at all!"

Huang Ling thought that Maupassant had invited her to dinner alone tonight.

When she came to the seafood shop and didn't see him waiting for her at the door and booking a private room, she made a rough guess.

Arriving at the door of the private room, she stood for a while and listened to what was going on inside.

Mo Jingkai didn't like her, which made her heartbroken. But Maupassant's love for her made her feel warm in her heart.

Mo Jingkai liked Aina and brought Aina over to have dinner with Maupassant.

Huang Ling felt that no matter how well she performed in front of Mo Jingkai, it would still be bad in his eyes.

So, she figured it out.

The more Mo Jingkai asked her to leave Maupassant, the more she refused to leave!

As long as Maupassant loves her, she will be fine with him!

She had heard a saying that it was better to be proud and moldy than to fall in love humblely.

When she is in love, she does not want to love humbly, she wants to love nobly and with dignity!

What about Aina, Li Xinxin, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses?

So, when she pushed the door open and came in, she threw herself directly into Maupassant's arms without even sparing Mo Jingkai and Aina a glance.

Based on her understanding of Maupassant, she was betting that Maupassant would be very happy that she took the initiative to hug him, and he would not deliberately distance himself from her in front of his father.

Huang Ling pretended not to hear Mo Jingkai's words and looked at the seafood meal on the table with joy: "Momo, how much did you spend on this meal? We had such a luxurious meal the night before yesterday. It seemed like we spent more than ten Ten thousand."

Huang Ling deliberately raised the price to make Mo Jingkai think she was a prodigal.

Maupassant fondly stroked her hair that reached her waist, "As long as you eat happily and stay healthy, what's a hundred thousand?"

Huang Ling turned her head and smiled sweetly at Maupassant. Her smile was so sincere, so pure, and extremely beautiful: "Momo, it's great to be able to fall in love with you in this life!"

Mo Jingkai was very angry at Huang Ling's attitude, his face was stern and dark.

"Huang Ling, Uncle Mo doesn't like unruly girls, please restrain yourself." Aina lost the harshness of her coach and is now a well-behaved and gentle woman.

Huang Ling glanced at her, blinked, and asked mischievously: "What the hell are the rules? Can you eat them? Or will they make your family's feng shui better?"

"Here, eat the king crab." Maupassant peeled the king crab for Huang Ling and gave her the paste inside.

Before she arrived, Maupassant didn't let Mo Jingkai and Aina use their chopsticks first. As soon as Huang Ling arrived, Maupassant gave her food.

Mo Jingkai was very unhappy, thinking: This boy's soul has been taken away by this woman!

Mo Jingkai looked at Huang Ling critically, and finally, he gently opened his thin lips: "Are you really Ban Dechang's daughter?"

Huang Ling had just taken a bite of king crab, and when she heard Mo Jingkai's words, she moved visibly.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Jingkai, then turned her head and looked at Maupassant in slight surprise: "Momo, why did you tell your uncle this?"

She had never told Maupassant about her relationship with Song Wuyou, but he had guessed everything.

He told Mo Jingkai, which showed that he knew it thoroughly.