Don't mess with the rich girl

"Mom, how much salt have you put here? Our salt doesn't cost anything?" Mu xiaoyouyuan stares at Su Cuiyu angrily, getting up and going to the kitchen to gargle with clean water.

Su Cuiyu listened to her words and her face changed slightly. It's over. Things are going to screw up.

"Did you cook?" Mu Anren asked calmly.

Mu Yichen had already put away his homework when Mu Anren entered the door. At the moment, he picked up chopsticks and tasted a paste fried macaroni.

"Yes, I went out for a trip. I heard from those friends that they would cook for their children at home. I just wanted to have a meal I cooked with my family and Meimei at the same table." Su Cuiyu's eyes were slightly red. In recent years, she had never cooked a few meals at home. The duck was put on the shelf for cooking, and she didn't taste the fried dishes, I didn't expect this to happen.

Mu Yichen, who wanted to speak bitterly, forced out a satisfied smile. "Mom, this dish is delicious and delicious."

Su Cuiyu was stunned and looked up at Mu Yichen.

"The kind of paste fragrance." Mu Yichen smiled and put a lot of paste dishes in the bowl, leaving only green and normal color macaroni on the plate.

Mu Anren wanted to ask Su Cuiyu where the newly hired nanny was. When he saw his son smiling reluctantly, his heart was suddenly filled with a feeling called home.

"Eat." Mu Anren sat down, picked up his chopsticks, picked up the dishes on the plate, and put them in his mouth without saying a word.

To be honest, Su Cuiyu's cooking is too bad to be on the table at all.

However, seeing three pairs of the eyes of the a family staring at his reaction, Mu Anren swallowed unpalatable food with theout changing his face.

"Dad, you really eat?" Mu Xiaoyou just rinsed his mouth and looked at his father with admiration. The dish was too salty for her to stand. Mu Anren ate it like nothing happened.

"How do you talk? Some food is good. When your grandfather was in famine, they were satisfied with food. You are spoiled." Mu Anren gently taught Mu Xiaoyou.

Su Cuiyu stared at Mu Anren across the table. She thought that this meal would become the fuse for a quarrel with him again. As a result, he not only didn't quarrel with her, but also calmly ate his fried dishes.

It's incredible.

"Forget it, don't eat." Su Cuiyu tasted a dish herself. She couldn't stand the taste. She didn't know where Mu Yichen and Mu Anren had the courage to eat it.

Mu Anren watched her pour out her fried dishes, moved her lips but said nothing.

"Have you finished your homework?" Mu Anren glanced at the homework book beside the dinner table and asked Mu Yichen with concern.

"Still poor language." wood small you takes the lead to answer a way.

"I also have a math book that I haven't done." Mu Yichen smiled.

"I'll cook noodles for you and you two do your homework well." Mu Anren patted Mu Yichen's head and said without surprise.

Boiled noodles? Or wood Anren?

I'm afraid this is the first time they heard Mu Anren say to cook noodles for them.

The eyes of the three people were full of shock. Su Cuiyu stood in the kitchen at a loss with greasy plates at hand.

Mu Anren rolled up the sleeve of his shirt, fumbled for a few eggs from the fridge and began to fry them by the stove.

I haven't cooked for many years. Mu Anren breaks eggs and puts oil quickly. It seems to be a matter of my previous life.

Su Cuiyu stared at his cooking back and thought about something.

Bowls of poached egg noodles are ready, steaming and fragrant.

Mu Xiaoyou swallowed it whole, regardless of the image. "Delicious."

A bowl of noodles was just cooked by him, and the taste was just good.

"Dad, when did you learn to cook? Why have you never seen you cook?" Mu Xiaoyou asked him naively.

This just poked Mu Anren's mind. He stared at the egg noodles in front of him and lost his appetite.

When Su Cuiyu returned to her senses, it was too late to stop Mu Xiaoyou.

"Eat, I'm going to other provinces tomorrow. You two brothers and sisters should pay attention to safety at home." Mu Anren cut off the topic and stared at Mu Xiaoyou with burning eyes.

The two brothers and sisters nodded like chickens pecking rice. Su Cuiyu forbeared and couldn't say anything at the dinner table.

After eating half a bowl of noodles, Mu Anren went upstairs, followed by Su Cuiyu.

"Anren, give me a chance. Xiaoyou and Yichen are still young. What should they do if we suddenly separate like this?" Su Cuiyu closed the door of the room and held Mu Anren's waist tightly.

"Loosen it." Mu Anren said coldly.

Su Cuiyu hesitated for two seconds and released it gently.

"I'm going to other provinces these days. I warn you for the last time not to start with the children. You don't want to support the people I've found." Mu Anren's tone is full of dissatisfaction with Su Cuiyu's return of the nanny.

"No, Anren, I just want to learn to be a good mother." it's hard to admit her mistakes. She follows Mu Anren's old-fashioned mind and changes her appearance when she knows her mistakes.

"Whatever your reason, the nanny must be on duty tomorrow. If you make trouble again, don't blame me for sending you to the wooden house in the name of separation." it's better for her to harm the children of the wooden family.

"OK, I won't do this." she had to admit that she couldn't do many things well. Mu Anren gave her a chance, which was the biggest step back.

What he sleep on the floor is that she is in bed, so it's no different from separation. It's been like this for more than ten years.

Mu Anren closed his eyes and went to sleep honestly. He has to drive tomorrow. He can't do without a good rest.

Su Cuiyu lay in bed, completely sleepless, for the sake of the child? The wound on her hand was deliberately scratched. Mu Anren threatened her without asking.

One day, he will pay the price.

That bowl of noodles was a thorn in her heart. Every day she entered Mu's house for more than ten years, he had never cooked a meal for her. But he spoiled Su Cuiyun so much that he treated her like a baby. She once saw Mu Anren feed Su Cuiyun, spoon by spoon.

Mu Anren might not have cooked this meal today if he had no choice.

Jealousy, hatred?

What can you do with a woman who has been dead for more than ten years?

Su Cuiyu's jealousy at the bottom of her heart can't find a way out. Is it still interesting for her to compete with the dead?

But she has been dead for more than ten years, and Mu Anren still remembers it.

In the dark night, she clenched her fist and clenched her teeth. She really wanted to kill Mu Anren.

This hateful man has occupied his youth for more than ten years, but he has never put his heart on her one day. Even his heart does not belong to her.

She wouldn't have come back for training if she hadn't seen him make a comeback and be a cash cow!

Early in the morning, she got up early again and cooked a bowl of eggs with lees made by Mu Qingqing for mu Anren. However, the eggshell also floated in the lees, which was eighteen thousand miles worse than that cooked by Mu Qingqing.

Mu Anren tasted two mouthfuls, his face was not unhappy, ate two mouthfuls and left.

Staring at his distant shadow, Su Cuiyu's eyes darkened and a touch of calculation lit up in her heart.

After a day of rummaging, Mu Anren's new nanny still entered the house. Su Cuiyu had locked her valuables in the safe. Aunt Qiong has stayed at Mu's house for more than ten years. Naturally, she is not the kind of person with dirty hands and feet, but the new nanny is not necessarily. Her foundation Su Cuiyu is not clear at all.

"From today on, I'll give you the cleaning and cooking at home. I'll pay you for vegetables for a month at a time. It's better to use it." Su Cuiyu sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, her hands around her chest and staring at the new nanny. She didn't like her eyes.

"Well, good." she answered Su Cuiyu's words with a low eyebrow. Xiaojie is aunt Qiong's niece. This time, she came to Mu's house in order to find a job to support herself. He is very young, but only in his early twenties. He looks ordinary and has a good character.

When she felt Su Cuiyu's questioning eyes, she pressed her head lower. She knew that in the eyes of rich people like Su Cuiyu, she didn't look down on them who came from farmers.

"I will do well." Xiaojie whispered.

Su Cuiyu didn't speak. The man entered the house, and she couldn't do it against Mu Anren's will. OK, let her do it better than herself. It's no harm to Mu Yichen and Mu Xiaoyou.

The third middle school held a sports meeting. Some good players were drawn from the class to participate in the school competition. Mu Qingqing held a pen pole in a daze and was called by the head teacher.

"Mu Qingqing, you will take part in the women's 800 meter relay race." the head teacher named her and asked her to go.

"Yes." Mu Qingqing answered in a low key.

"Teacher, I'll go too!" Xiao Huali immediately raised her hand. With muqingqing as her companion, she won't feel bored.

Who knows, the head teacher's eyes glanced at her disappointed, "Xiao Huali, your grades are not on the line at ordinary times. You are positive when you encounter this kind of entertainment."

Xiao Huali's face was stiff, and her raised left hand slid down slowly. She was named and criticized by the head teacher again.

"Teacher, I won't go." Mu Qingqing's voice suddenly sounded clearly, but he didn't get the approval of the head teacher.

"Lu Siqi, you and Mu Qingqing are in a group. We should cheer up for the relay race and strive to win glory for our class." the head teacher's eyes changed slightly when he glanced at Lu Siqi.

Xiao Huali couldn't help holding a fire in her heart. It's her again! She's everywhere!

Mu Qingqing also felt embarrassed. She thought it was not a bad thing that Xiao Huali liked to play. Besides, it was just a school sports meeting, not an important game, so she proposed not to go and let Xiao Huali go.

Who knows, the head teacher changed his mouth and asked Lu Siqi to partner with her.

Is it true that friends don't gather.

Alas

Zhou Guangjie at the front tables raised his eyebrows slightly. After feeling Xiao Huali's frustration, his heart gave a slight meal.