Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

The fat man reached out and twisted Mu Qingai. "It's not good to kill, we have received the reward, of course we have to send people back to the city."

Thin man: "But, what if she calls the police?"

The fat man patted Mu Qingai's face: "Call the police, hmph... do you think she dares? This kind of woman is the most face-saving. I didn't see a card in her bag. It said what kind of middle school teacher she was. Teacher, listen, you teach and educate people all day long, if the students and teachers find out later, she will be punished, do you think she still has the face to teach in school?"

Thin man: "Brother is amazing..."

The fat man was right, Mu Qingai didn't dare, she didn't dare to call the police, she would just keep this matter under wraps and never let anyone know.

Because... her ambition has not been fulfilled, she has not yet returned to the upper class.

If this matter were known, what face would she have to live on? Who would want her from those wealthy families?

For this matter, she could only smash her teeth and swallow her blood, and she had to cover it tightly.

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Mu Qingai finally returned to the urban area. She had forgotten how she got out of the car, and she forgot whether she had put on her clothes in the end.

She was like a walking dead, and she returned home with the instinct of her body in a daze.

It wasn't until she opened the door of the house and saw Father Mu who went home to bring clothes for his wife to the hospital that she finally recovered a bit of her soul.

When Mu's father saw Mu Qingai's appearance, his body trembled in fright, and all the clothes in his hands fell to the ground. He rushed over, Zhao Jiwen: "Qingai, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"

Mu Qingai's clothes were tattered, she didn't wear shoes on her feet, her exposed arms and legs were covered with bruises, her cheeks were red and swollen, her hair looked like a madman, and there were still dried blood stains on the corners of her lips. It looked like... It's like being ruined by someone.

Father Mu didn't dare to guess the worst. He hoped that his daughter was just beaten.

Hearing Mu's father's voice, Mu Qingai seemed to have found support, hugged him violently, and cried loudly, "Dad...Dad...Dad..."

It was the first time that Father Mu saw his daughter lose control like this, crying so sadly, as if the whole world had collapsed.

He quickly helped Mu Qingai sit down, "Qingai, tell Dad what happened."

Mu Qingai's voice became hoarse from crying, and she refused to speak no matter what Mu's father asked her, until she finally cried to death.

The daughter of the family is like this, with injuries all over her body, and there is no good place for her feet. Father Mu dare not leave.

He wiped Mu Qingai's face, hands and feet with a towel, and sat on the side of the bed waiting for her to wake up.

Father Mu's mood was extremely uncomfortable, and his heart could hardly bear a heavier blow.

There seemed to be more wrinkles on his face all of a sudden, and his complexion was very ugly.

Finally, when Mu Qingai woke up, her eyes were empty and dull, without any brilliance.

Father Mu hurriedly said: "Qing Ai, Qing Ai, don't scare Dad, Qing Ai... Tell Dad, who did it?"

After a long time, Mu Qingai said: "Dad... I don't want to live anymore, I really can't live anymore..."

Tears could no longer flow from the corners of her eyes, and she seemed to be nothing but a shell.

Father Mu burst into tears when he heard it: "Qing Ai, Qing Ai, you are my father's favorite daughter, you are my father's favorite child, you can't scare me like this, if you don't, Is Dad still alive?"