I got married to a billionaire

Chapter 1012 Love Letters
After dinner at Mu's house, Mu Zhiyuan and Mu Qing, the brother and sister, got together.

Mu Zhiyuan kept taking out the presents he had prepared for his sister from his suitcase and schoolbag.

Every time she took out a gift, Mu Qing was overjoyed.

Looking at her bright smile, I was a little jealous of Mu Zhiyuan.

Because her smile is because of her brother.

"Brother, have you bought me presents for the pocket money your parents gave you?"

Mu Qing asked her brother.

Stretching out his hand to pinch his sister's face, Mu Zhiyuan said, "I've already spent the little pocket money my parents gave me. I use my spare time to earn money from a part-time job. The money I earn is used to buy you gifts. How about it?" ,are you happy?"

"Happy."

"Then let me keep your New Year's red envelopes for you. You are still a child, and you can't keep so many red envelopes by yourself. Let me take care of them for you. I will return them to you when you grow up."

Listening to Mu Zhiyuan's words, I was a little speechless.

Mu Qing will be 14 years old after the new year, and she is not a three-year-old child.

She can keep her red envelope by herself.

Even if she doesn't want to keep it, she can ask her parents to keep it for her.

Mu Zhiyuan clearly wanted to exploit his sister's red envelope money.

"Thank you brother for your kindness, but no need, I can keep it myself. If you need money, you can borrow it from me."

Mu Qing refused to hand over the New Year's red envelope money to her brother for safekeeping.

It was funny to me.

The relationship between the brother and sister is so enviable, but when it comes to her own interests, the little girl is still very clear-headed.

Mu Zhiyuan is like many parents coaxing their children into red envelopes for the Chinese New Year.

What did you say to help keep it, but it turned out to be spent by adults.

Some parents even said that the money was expired in order to trick their children into handing over the New Year red envelopes.

The children saw that the date on the RMB was not from that year, so they were deceived, thinking that it was really expired, and generously handed over all the expired money to their parents.

"Qingqing, I have your letter."

Mu's mother shouted outside the house.

"My letter?"

Mu Qing was suspicious, then put down the Hanfu skirt that her brother bought for her, turned around and walked outside the house.

Soon she came in with a letter.There was no stamp on the envelope.

"Who wrote you the letter?"

Mu Zhiyuan asked.

I can only watch, not easy to ask, because I'm just a guest at Mu's house.

Mu Qing replied: "Mom said that one of my classmates brought it to me on a bicycle, not the postman."

Mu Zhiyuan's handsome face sank, and he immediately asked, "Did your classmate send you a love letter?"

Mu Qing: "..."

She looked up at her brother, that pretty face was slowly stained with red clouds, and the next moment, she said coquettishly, "Brother!"

"Take out the letter paper and see if it's a love letter written by your classmate. Who wrote it? Brother, go find him. How old is my younger sister? How dare you plan on my younger sister, those beasts."

Mu Zhiyuan was very angry.

It seems that what Mu Qing is holding in her hand is really a love letter, as if his precious sister has been snatched away.

Listening to Mu Zhiyuan scold those boys who Xiao misses Mu Qing as beasts.

I feel like my face is burning a little.

I always feel that Mu Zhiyuan is calling me a beast.

I made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and hurried away, lest Mu Zhiyuan find out that I was blushing.

I washed my face in the bathroom, and I didn't come out of the bathroom until the burning feeling on my face was gone.

As soon as he came out, he saw Mu Zhiyuan running wild in the hall.

He still held the letter in his hand.

It seems that it is really a love letter.

After Mu Qing saw it, her expression was also ugly.

"Qingqing, brother will help you reply to him. Do you know the address of his home? Brother, take your brother Junbo to find him now."

The love letter was in Mu Zhiyuan's hands, so he only read the love letter with his sister's consent.

I'm curious, what kind of love letters are written by thirteen or fourteen-year-olds?
I grew up so much that I never wrote a love letter.

Because I don't have anyone I like.

(End of this chapter)