Chapter 1153: Do you think you can still be forgiven?

Subei took a deep breath and replied softly, "I don't have time like Mr. Mo. I'm going to have lunch. Mr. Mo will get off the car if he wants to find me. Otherwise, he will just drive away."
After speaking, Subei lifted his foot and left, Mo Qianshan's face sank.
Mala Tang
Originally, Subei didn't want to eat Mala Tang today, but, didn't Mo Qianshan want her, she chose a small Mala Tang to come in.
It's just that the small room that was originally full every day at this time, there are only two of them at this moment.
At the door stood four bodyguards with sunglasses, no one dared to walk in.
Even the owner and the waiter were invited out after blanching the Mala Tang.
Subei and Mo Qianshan were sitting opposite each other, and a bowl of Mala Tang was placed in front of everyone.
Northern Jiangsu ate slowly, but Mo Qianshan didn't even move his chopsticks.
"North……"
"My dad has told me since I was a kid, don't talk while eating."
Mo Qianshan was interrupted by Subei as soon as he spoke.
The man sighed, "I am your father!"
"My father is dead!" Subei said without lifting his head, there was no warmth in that tone.
Mo Qianshan took a deep breath and looked at Subei with furrowed brows, "No matter what you say, I am your father. This is a fact that cannot be changed."
Su Bei raised his gaze with a bit of displeasure, "Since Mr. Mo is here, let's eat. Or is Mr. Mo now noble and can no longer eat what we poor people eat?"
Mo Qianshan looked at Subei in a daze, and after that, he lowered his head and continued to eat.
He picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly.
After Subei finished eating, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Mo Qianshan indifferently, "I have finished eating. If you have anything to say, Mr. Mo, please hurry up. My time is precious."
Mo Qianshan tightened his eyes, "Bei Bei, do you have to talk to me like this? I am your father!"
Subei had a self-deprecating smile on his face, "When you first met, you sat in the car and watched me chase a few streets, and almost died when you were hit by a car. Have you ever thought I was your daughter?"
Mo Qianshan said in a deep voice, "I really didn't recognize you that day!"
Su Bei's sight showed an edge, "You should recognize who I am the second time you meet, right? I stood in your big villa hopefully, but when you looked at me who was hesitating, I categorically denied what was in my heart. Feeling? A sense of accomplishment?"
Mo Qianshan said, "I want to take my time. I'm worried that it will scare you. I definitely don't want to deny you!"
"You haven't thought of a good reason to deceive me?" Su Bei said sharply.
Mo Qianshan's eyes were full of entanglement, and he sighed, "Bei Bei, what on earth are you going to forgive me?"
Subei said coldly, "Do you think you can be forgiven? Are you too optimistic?"
Subei ignored him, his voice was extremely cold, "I will never forgive you until I die."
Mo Qianshan fixedly looked at Subei, the pain in his eyes became more and more intense.
Su Bei got up and said, "I'm leaving. I hope you will never show up in front of me on purpose. Even if you have to meet on certain occasions, please show up as a stranger."
"No matter what you want me to do in Subei, don't be so indifferent. Even if you speak coldly, don't treat me as a stranger. As long as you say, what do you want me to do?"
Mo Qianshan suddenly stood up, and his eyesight that had always been sharp was suddenly filled with desolation.
Subei stopped and turned back to look at him, "Okay, then you can hear him clearly."