Chapter 182: Father of the Kitchen God 8

"Huh? Don't don't, okay 20,000 yuan a month, I want this identity just for convenience, not to cheat more money. Mo Qianhong hurriedly waved her hand.

Moxie was very satisfied, his flowers just now were a little tentative, after all, he had not yet investigated the origin of this girl, and he didn't know if she had approached him with other purposes.

Of course, it is indeed not easy to find a special physique, even if this person has a purpose, as long as it is not too excessive, he can tolerate it.

Qianhong lived in Moxi's villa like this, and after two years, she saw the red Yanyan household registration book, on which the head of the household column reads: Moxi, age 29, family members column, Mo Qianhong, daughter, age 14, Mo Zhengtu, son, age 9

Through the understanding of the two, she knew the general situation of Mo Zhengtu.

His natal journey, his biological parents are actually alive, but they are divorced.

Because his father Wen Shuo was the first to split his legs, he hated his father very much, and the father and son reached the point of incompatibility, but his father's best friend Mo Xi had no choice but to adopt him and bring him to the Mo family.

Moxi's family is large and wealthy, but Moxi actually started his own business, he had a doctorate in pharmacy, but he was most interested in cooking, and on the basis of traditional cooking, he added chemicals to create a variety of cuisines that could conquer the human taste buds.

Today, his self-founded Xixiu Food Company is already a world-class top international food company, and all kinds of pastries and sauces of the Xixiu brand are popular all over the world, and his worth is already worth 100 million yuan.

After learning this, Mo Qianhong finally understood what a thick golden thigh she had hugged, and it was no wonder that Mo Zhengtu thought that her target was Mo Xi.

Moxie didn't like outsiders to intervene in his life, and after the death of Aunt Zhang, the maid who had been taking care of him, he only hired part-time workers to clean every day, so the huge villa would be empty.

The Mo family is a big family, there are many children, Mo Xi is the youngest son of the elder brother, he has his own industry, and he has no interest in the family industry, but the Mo family still values him very much, after all, it is rare for him to be so young and completely rely on himself to create a foundation.

Only the children of the Mo family can join the ranking, and Mo Xi adopted Mo Zhengtu, so he also joined the Mo family's ranking, ranking ninth according to his age, so he called himself Mo Jiuye in front of Mo Qianhong.

Mo Qianhong decided to find a chance to meet Mo Zhengtu's father, Wen Shuofang, which was too coincidental.

"Qianhong, you are still old, you should continue to go to school, I will arrange for you to go to Qisheng Middle School, what grade did you study at home before?" After Moxi got her household registration, she began to care about her studies again.

"Huh? That, ninth grade. Mo Qianhong's face was frank.

In the last days, she was caught by Lu Xiaowen's real doctor and studied for a few years, she and Heng Nianshu were both talents, and in less than five years, they both completed all the courses of junior high school.

Later, when she came to the Universiade Dynasty, she only learned Chinese, and her current level of classical Chinese is completely comparable to that of a university professor, but on the whole, it is the level of graduating from junior high school.

"Okay, Qisheng Middle School happens to have a high school, so let's go there, it just so happens that Atu's school is next door, and it only takes half an hour to walk from home, you can be together." Mossi Road.