Chapter 402 Arrival in Los Angeles

Mrs. Qin's words made Qin Jingshu slowly stop crying. She looked at Mrs. Qin with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, do I really still have a chance?"

Madam Qin wiped the tears from her daughter's face with her hands, her eyes firm, "Of course, our Qin family has waited for so many years, not to mention you, even your grandfather and I are unwilling to give up, Jingshu, you can't give up so easily."

Qin Jingshu showed a puzzled expression, "But now everyone outside knows that Shao Chen and I are not engaged, and they are all laughing at me. Grandpa also asked you to help me arrange a blind date, and I don't want to go on a blind date with other men."

"Silly daughter, this is just a temporary measure. The Mo family is powerful, and Shao Chen is a domineering person. A head-on confrontation will only hurt both sides. Now Shao Chen likes another girl. If our Qin family takes a step back, he will owe us a friendship. As for the blind date, if you don't want to go, just don't go. We won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

After some persuasion from Mrs. Qin, Qin Jingshu gradually calmed down.

"Mom, I, I want to go abroad."

"Going abroad?" Mrs. Qin was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something and tapped her daughter's forehead with her finger, "You want to hide from your father, right?"

Qin Jing pardoned, "You know that my father was merciless when he taught me a lesson. One time, he spanked me with a stick and my butt was broken. I had to stay in bed for half a month before I recovered. I even missed the final exam."

Mrs. Qin was also troubled by her husband's hot temper. When Qin Jingli got angry, even the old man couldn't stop him.

"With so many things happening recently, it would be a good idea for you to go abroad to avoid them, relax and adjust your physical and mental state. Jingshu, you must remember at all times that you are the only eldest daughter of the Qin family, and your words and deeds represent the entire Qin family."

Qin Jingshu nodded solemnly, "I understand, Mom, I promise this won't happen again."

Mrs. Qin touched her daughter's hair lovingly and said, "Then you should eat something and go to bed early. I will tell your grandfather about going abroad tomorrow."

Qin Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Madam Qin dependently, "Thank you, Mom. You still love me the most."

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The plane arrived in Los Angeles at 7 o'clock the next morning, but there was a time difference. It was 6:30 in the evening local time in Los Angeles. The sun had not yet set and the temperature was slightly lower than in China, so you needed to wear long sleeves.

Tang Qi travels simply, with just a suitcase and a backpack.

The crew helped to carry the suitcase. She stood up with her black backpack and prepared to get off the plane. Mo Shaochen beside her whispered to her, "Aren't you taking your exercise book with you?"

Tang Qi looked back at the exercise book on the table, curled her lips and looked at him, "I will be back."

Mo Shaochen was happy to hear this. He stroked her smooth ponytail with his big hand and chuckled, "Let's go."

Los Angeles is the headquarters of HC Company. After Mo Shaochen took over the management of HC from his mother Lu Yilan a few years ago, he bought a residence here.

The person who came to pick me up at the airport was the butler of the inn, Mr. Raymond, an American man in his 50s, with blond hair and blue eyes. He was a little fat and looked very easy-going.

Seeing Tang Qi, the other party came forward in surprise and wanted to give Tang Qi a hug, but was blocked by Mo Shaochen.

Seeing Mo Shaochen's gloomy face, the open-minded Raymond did not realize that his behavior made the man jealous. "Boss, you don't look very good. Is it because of the tiring journey? I have prepared a delicious dinner. Please follow me home first."

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Perhaps because all of them were Chinese, Mr. Raymond spoke Chinese not very fluently.

Mo Shaochen took Tang Qi's hand and got into the Maybach in front, while Yan Hong, Xu Xing and other accompanying personnel got into several BMWs at the back.

The convoy drove out of the airport and headed for the suburbs for about half an hour before stopping in front of a pastoral villa with a very American style.

(End of this chapter)