Don't mess with the rich girl

Mu Anren has a cold face and doesn't utter a word in front of Mu Xiaoyou. He did feel guilty for the children and was busy working without taking care of their lives. At this moment, Leng Buding was questioned by Su Cuiyu. He could only keep a straight face, but he didn't have a word to refute.

"Mom, where did you travel? Why did you come back so long?" Mu Xiaoyou rushed into Su Cuiyu's arms and cried. Her tears were like beads falling off the line.

Travel Su Cuiyu looked at Mu Anren blankly. Is this his explanation for the children?

"Your mother went to Thailand for a tour," Mu Anren explained stiffly. Xiaoyou has feelings for Su Cuiyu. He can't tell Mu Xiaoyou that this is not her biological mother. Moreover, Su Cuiyu takes good care of Mu Xiaoyou. He thought for a moment. For Su Cuiyu, one of the two sisters was too good and the other was too bad. He couldn't tell Mu Xiaoyou that Su Cuiyu had drugged Mu Qingqing.

"Youyou baby, have you studied hard when your mother is not at home? Are you picky about food again? Why are you thin." Su Cuiyu looked at Mu Xiaoyou with pity. It is really the concern of deep feelings.

"OK, the company is in a hurry. You go with me." Mu Anren looked at the time. He had to arrive at the company before the morning peak. He called Su Cuiyu to go with him.

"Anren, xiaoyoudu is sick. I want to take care of her at home. You can deal with the company's affairs by yourself, okay?" Su Cuiyu's words all mean to refuse Mu Anren to let her go. Mu Xiaoyou's forehead is still hot and her face is waxy yellow. She really can't ignore her own children.

Mu Anren's face was blue and wanted to be rough with Su Cuiyu.

"Dad, my forehead hurts. Can you let my mother stay at home with me?" Mu Xiaoyou has crystal tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. His delicate appearance really hurts him. The child has always been in poor health. All he can do is to earn more money to see her doctor.

After a stalemate for a minute, Mu Anren quickly made a decision, "one day today, you will go with me tomorrow."

Su Cuiyu, if pardoned, took Mu Xiaoyou's small arm and said hello.

As long as Mu Anren lets her enter Mu's house, she can also use her own actions to influence him, for fear that he will embarrass her in front of Mu Xiaoyou.

When Mu Anren walked out of the house, Su Cuiyu kissed Mu Xiaoyou with her face, "youyou baby, you've suffered."

"Mom, where have you been these days? Why don't you call me?" Mu Xiaoyou was wronged and even thought about whether she left her and ran away with other men.

"I just went out to play with my friends. I'm back now. Don't cry." Su Cuiyu wiped the tears on her white face and shed tears.

After going out for so long, her only worry was Mu Xiaoyou. Unexpectedly, she was still ill and looked thin because she was picky about food.

"Then you're not allowed to go out in the future." Mu Xiaoyou hasn't left Su Cuiyu for so long from childhood. She's not used to it.

Su Cuiyun nodded and used her hand to probe the temperature on Mu Xiaoyou's forehead. "You you baby, how long have you been burning? Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Speaking of this, Mu Xiaoyou is very wronged. "Aunt Qiong said it would be good to paste this, but it has been pasted all day, and there is still no effect at all."

Aunt Qiong is hanging clothes upstairs. She doesn't know what's going on downstairs.

"She is a rural woman. You used to have a fever and have to be hospitalized. Go! If you don't post it, your mother will take you to the hospital in the town." Su Cuiyu is very distressed. Her baby daughter won't be held in the palm of her hand even if she has a fever, which makes her more firm in her plan.

Before Mu Xiaoyou could change his pajamas, Su Cuiyu dragged him into the car outside the door. It was a new car at home, with a price of more than 200000. Mu Anren said he was buying vegetables for Aunt Qiong. He left the car at home before he found a suitable driver.

However, Su Cuiyu can drive. She doesn't even have to look for it. She knows that Mu Anren has put the car key in the drawer of the living room.

Sure enough, as she thought, the car key was put in that place. According to her understanding of Mu Anren, he would not easily change the position of one thing. What annoyed him most was that the thing in place was moved.

Su Cuiyu stepped on the accelerator and took Mu Xiaoyou to the hospital in the town. After a morning of hanging needles, the fever subsided.

This morning, Mu Xiaoyou said a lot to her. Mu Yi was locked in the room playing games in the morning. His height was long, but his knowledge in his mind didn't improve at all. Even his ranking fell out of the grade more than 100. You know, there are more than 1000 people in a grade. Mu Yichen was in the top ten before, but he lost his place this semester.

Su Cuiyun listened and smiled softly, "it's better to lose it. Your grandfather hopes for him and the dead girl Mu Qingqing. The worse they become, the better. In this way, you will have a chance."

"He's just a loser. He's playing that soul duel all day." Mu Xiaoyou purrs his mouth, the fever subsides, and his brain is much clearer.

"Let him fight, so that your father and your grandfather will let him go to military school. The Mu family are all in business, and someone has to go to the army." if Mu Yichen can die on the battlefield, she can't be happier.

Mu Xiaoyou chews the sweet apple. She has been dissatisfied with Mu Yichen for many days. Under Su Cuiyu's words, she sees the sun through the clouds. Yes, the worse Mu Yichen becomes, the more Mu Anren dislikes him. When he sends him to the army, there will be another opponent in the family. Who makes her the second sister? If Mu Qingqing is driven away by them, she will be the second in order.

"Then let's help him again? I'll buy him some game consoles, and the worse he is, the better." Mu Xiaoyou has an idea and is in a better mood.

Su Cuiyu touched her head. The girl will think and draw inferences from one instance.

Just do it. After Mu Xiaoyou finished dribbling, she excitedly took Su Cuiyun to the market. There was a place to buy game consoles in the town, and she bought more. After a while, Su Cuiyu took a fancy to a set of clothes hanging in the window, and took Mu Xiaoyou to the clothing store.

As soon as Su Cuiyu entered the store, she saw the model picture pasted on the wall. The model felt really capable in wearing that suit. Su Cuiyu thought it was good-looking and wanted to try.

"Mom! Mom, come and have a look." Mu Xiaoyou suddenly screamed, and the game console in his hand fell off.

"What's the matter, you?" Su Cuiyu was frightened by her scream. She thought she saw something bloody and terrible.

"Mom, it's Mu Qingqing!" Mu Xiaoyou points to a model picture on the wall. The person with a cold smile on it is not mu Qingqing.

Su Cuiyu looked up and saw that the dress showed her smooth thighs, and her coat showed her arms. The person who appeared in public was Mu Qingqing.

"It's really her." Su Cuiyu sneered. Her plan was to destroy Mu Qingqing. Unexpectedly, she didn't do it yet. She didn't have to do it. Mu Qingqing destroyed herself.

"How could she wear such clothes, and how could they have these photos?" Mu Xiaoyou wondered why Mu Qingqing's photos were hung in the store. And a lot.

"Little sister, she is the fitting model in our shop." the shopkeeper came out and explained to them with a smile. These photos were released from Bai jiaoniang's shop. Even the model clothes were purchased from her. The sales volume was good. Many people bought the sets of clothes muqingqing tried.

"In public." Su Cuiyu looked at Mu Qingqing's photos with disdain.

"Ah, you look like her." the landlady suddenly saw Mu Xiaoyou's face and was surprised that the two girls were so much alike, really like two sisters.

"Make an offer. I'll take this picture." Su Cuiyu took five yuan from her bag.

The landlady looked at Su Cuiyu's move to touch the money in surprise. She had seen many people ask where Mu Qingqing was, and had not seen anyone who wanted to buy photos directly.

"This is not for sale. Customers in the store buy clothes only because the model looks good. You can't buy photos." out of professional ethics, the landlady always keeps smiling.

Su Cuiyu also understood what she meant. Five yuan can't buy this picture.

She unzipped her purse and pulled out a ten dollar bill from the inside.

"Sister, why do you want to buy this photo? It's not for sale. Look at the clothes in our store." the landlady really doesn't want to sell this photo. Mu Qingqing's photo posted there seems to be lucky. The people who came into the store to buy clothes saw her fitting photo, and the sales volume increased straight. She thinks this photo brings money.

"I just want her photos. I don't want to buy any clothes in your store." Su Cuiyu said word by word. She didn't want to talk to the landlady in front of her.

"No, this photo is really not for sale." the landlady said firmly.

"Will you do business? You can sell one in your shop and earn another. Why don't you sell it?" Su Cuiyu was annoyed by her behavior and argued with her.

"You can buy any clothes in this shop, but this photo is not good. If you want to buy a photo, go to another house." the landlady was annoyed by her words and didn't show her a good face.

"Other homes? Other homes also have her photos?" Su Cuiyu asked in surprise.

"Yes, every family in this street has her photos as long as they buy clothes. You can find any one, but I don't sell this." the landlady waved her to go. She didn't want to spend more time with Su Cuiyu.

As soon as Su Cuiyu heard that every family had it, she took Mu Xiaoyou's hand and went to another store. Good guy, as the landlady said, every family has muqingqing's photos as long as it is a clothes shop. She found a shop that is a male boss and spent $20 to buy a photo. I don't know what medicine these bosses took, but they won't sell muqingqing's photos, just like a treasure.