Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

It's funny to say, when Gu Xuehui was asked to write a confession, she couldn't even compose a single word. When asked to write an article to scold Mo Li, she went on and on without any repetition. Not to mention a thousand words, even two thousand words were not enough for her to express herself. If she didn't need to get a beauty sleep, she would probably keep working until dawn and write a whole book.

Just like in the previous life, Grandpa Gu asked Mo Li with great concern about his preparations for the college entrance examination. Mo Li answered truthfully that he had been reviewing quite well recently, and as long as nothing unexpected happened on the day of the exam, getting into a good school should not be a problem.

Grandpa Gu smiled happily after hearing this: "That's good, that's good! When our Xiaoli is admitted to university, I will also benefit from it."

After handing over the group to his eldest son, Mr. Gu officially retired. He was no longer bothered to care about the trivial matters of business. From then on, he was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and became a leader in the Chinese painting circle. At this age, he was very open-minded about everything. Even though he knew that Mo Li was not happy with the Gu family, he still treated her as before, without any estrangement.

As the two were talking happily, Madam Gu came over and interrupted them in a gentle voice: "Old man, it's time to take your medicine."

The servant immediately brought up the medicine that the old man usually drank and served him the medicine. Madam Gu took the opportunity to say to Mo Li, "Li Li, it's all my fault that I didn't discipline my niece well, letting her talk back to you again and again. I've already taught Sui Sui a lesson, and she's waiting to apologize to you in public now, why don't you go over and take a look?"

Mo Li nodded, said hello to Grandpa Gu, and followed Madam Gu.

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Gu Xuesui, the conspicuous person, not only stopped the violin band, but also took a microphone in her hand, stood in the most conspicuous place, cleared her throat, and said to the guests with the microphone: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment! Please listen to me..."

Her voice echoed throughout the banquet hall, and the noisy hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were focused on her. They thought that today was Grandpa Gu's birthday, and Gu Xuehui, the good granddaughter, was going to come up and show everyone some talent to make her grandfather happy.

Unexpectedly, she continued, "Let me tell you something. Yesterday, I accidentally had a conflict with Miss Mo in the antique shop. Miss Mo asked me to apologize to her in public today, so I specially prepared a confession for her overnight. I will read it out to you all now..."

Everyone's faces were filled with speechlessness - why did this stupid daughter of the Gu family always pick on Mo Li when she could pick on anyone else?

However, Gu Xuehui was well-known in the circle for her brainless and domineering behavior. How could someone like her apologize to others in public? That was a rare thing. Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces, waiting for her to read the so-called confession in her hand.

Unexpectedly, just as she unfolded the A4 paper in her hand and was about to start reading aloud, Mo Li suddenly interrupted her: "Wait a minute——"

Gu Xuesui froze and looked at her with some displeasure: "What's wrong?"

Mo Li glanced at the paper in her hand: "Printed? Didn't I ask you to write it by hand?"

Gu Xuesui was slightly stunned, then said with an unhappy look: "When did you ask me to write it by hand? Besides, isn't it the same whether it's printed or handwritten? What's the difference?"

Mo Li glanced at the nervous Mrs. Gu and said slowly, "Whose confession is printed? It seems that Miss Gu's apology is just that sincere."

The people around also echoed her, saying that Gu Xuehui's apology was insincere. Who knows if the printed confession letter was just copied and pasted from the Internet?

Mrs. Gu also quickly began to reprimand Gu Xuesui: "What's wrong with you, girl? Who asked you to print it? How can you be so lazy? I'll bring the pen and paper over, and you just sit here and copy the confession by hand!"

Gu Xuehui looked dissatisfied, but she did not dare to lose face for her aunt in public.

Mo Li raised an eyebrow at Gu Xuesui: "Mrs. Gu is still sensible. Miss Gu, then stop wasting everyone's time and copy it quickly. Come and apologize to me when you have finished."

She knew that it was impossible for Gu Xuesui to sincerely apologize to her. She could figure out what was written on that damn confession with her toes.

Looking at the smug look on Xuehui's face just now...wanting to humiliate her in public? That's too good to be true.

Gu Xuehui stared at Mo Li's arrogant face, her teeth chattering.

Mo Li asked back, "What's wrong? Don't want to copy? Forget it. Anyway, the surveillance cameras at the antique shop are still there. I can ask the police to settle accounts with you at any time."

Gu Xuesui gritted her teeth and said, "I'll copy it. I'll copy it now!"

Mo Li smiled gently and looked at the thick stack of papers in her hand. The number of words was probably already more than the one thousand words she required.

Her voice was gentle with a hint of teasing:

"Then start copying quickly. Don't miss a single word."

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Xuehui, with a gloomy face, asked someone to bring a small table. She sat there and began to copy the contents on the A4 paper attentively under the eyes of everyone.

The people around seemed to have become supervisors. They watched the young lady copying the confession letter and whispered to her, saying that it was her fault for being so domineering and unreasonable, and it was time to teach her a lesson.

Gu Xuehui felt even more upset.

Halfway through copying, her hands felt so sore that she couldn't help but curse in her heart. She had hardly touched a pen since going abroad to attend university. Now, after a year, she picked up the pen again, but even her writing was a little clumsy. The handwriting was like that of a dog paddling.

Gu Xuehui cursed in her heart as she copied furiously. If she had known she would have to suffer this today, she would have written less last night.

Mo Li, this little bitch, is really good at torturing people!

While Gu Xuehui was busy copying the confession, Mrs. Gu winked at the servant on the other side. The servant immediately understood and disappeared quietly. Then he quickly brought two high-heeled glasses filled with a golden liquid that looked no different from ordinary champagne.

Madam Gu stuffed both glasses of wine into Gu Tingyan's hands and whispered to him earnestly, "Hurry, son! While Lili is in a good mood, go over and have a good chat with her, have a drink with her, and try to get her to forgive you. Don't miss this good opportunity to get back together!"