After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1806

Chapter 1806: Chapter 1810: You... Are Impossible

"Miss, please!"

Mo Bei got into the car, and there was already someone sitting on the spacious back seat.

A tailored suit, a handsome face, it was her father, Mo Wenxiu.

Seeing him, Mo Bei wasn’t surprised.

After just returning to her room, she hesitated several times before finally calling her father. Mo Wenxiu happened to be in a small city not far from Qingdao, checking out a piece of land, and after receiving her call, he came over immediately.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Mo Bei took a deep breath, "A deal."

Mo Wenxiu frowned, "A deal?"

Mo Bei pursed her lips, "You help me save someone, and I’ll go with you, I’ll agree to whatever you want me to do."

Mo Wenxiu closed the document in his hand, "You’ve said the same thing three times already."

Mo Bei gritted her teeth, "If he dies, I’ll commit suicide, I’ll keep my word!"

Mo Wenxiu glanced at his daughter’s side profile, "I’ve looked into Jiao Yang, the future heir to the Duke title, the most notable noble descendant in the United Kingdom, you two... it’s impossible."

Initially, Mo Wenxiu only saw Jiao Yang as a poor lad trying to climb up by charming his daughter with a pretty face.

After meeting him that day, Mo Wenxiu noticed something different about Jiao Yang, which is why he specifically investigated Jiao Yang’s background.

What he found was unexpectedly shocking.

He never imagined that the young man would have such an unusual background.

"There’s no need for you to say these things!" Mo Bei took a deep breath, her tone softened, "I just need you to save him."

Mo Wenxiu was very clear that his daughter couldn’t possibly be with someone like Jiao Yang.

They were like the sun and the moon, impossible to appear in the sky at the same time.

Having seen it all before, he knew that such a love would only bring her pain.

Mo Bei gently nodded, "Okay, I agree!"

"Drive, to the airport." Mo Wenxiu softly ordered, then took out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke in English, "Help me find someone, the Duke of Kent’s son, he has been kidnapped and should be in some abandoned factory in London, whatever it takes, find him."

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Good night.