Don't mess with the rich girl

Su Cuiyun apologized to Aunt Qiong again and again. Mu Qingqing listened to her without missing a word. She didn't know that Su Cuiyun and aunt Qiong had a holiday. After listening for a long time, she didn't hear any useful news. He simply went upstairs with his homework picked up from the ground and changed his clothes.

He took off his thick trousers and scratched a bright red scar on the delicate skin on his thigh, which looked more ferocious than the scar on the back of his hand. Mu Qingqing clenched her teeth and wiped iodophor. Staring at the scar, she could think of Su Cuiyun's fierce strength at that time. She was a thorough stepmother!

Because it's not her child, of course I'm willing to do it!

Mu Qingqing is already 80% sure, but she vaguely hopes that Su Cuiyun can be her mother, so that her family dream will not be broken.

She always felt that her family was complete, a family of five, with a father and a mother. But the reality is not as beautiful as she thought. From what she heard by using her ability these days, the possibility that Su Cuiyun is a real mother has been reduced to 20%.

Tangled for a long time, Aunt Joan shouted for her downstairs.

"Qingqing girl, it's time for dinner."

Mu Qingqing quickly changed into loose pants and limped downstairs.

The dishes and chopsticks on the table were all set, waiting for the wooden family to come to the table, but aunt Qiong was cleaning up the mess in the living room alone.

"Aunt Qiong, cook after dinner." Mu Qingqing looked at the dishes on the table. Aunt Qiong didn't eat at the moment. It should be cold for a while.

"Qingqing girl, don't worry about me. I ate." aunt Qiong turned over the tea table and pushed it back to its original position, without lifting her head. Or MuQing is kind-hearted and remembers her existence. She doesn't want to go to the table to see Su Cuiyun's fake kindness.

With aunt Qiong's words, Mu Qingqing went to the table at ease.

The atmosphere was very dull. No one spoke. His ears were full of the sound of glass scraps' stabbing '.

"I'm full." Mu Yichen knew that the atmosphere at home was wrong these two days. He picked up two mouthfuls of rice and went to the kitchen with an empty bowl.

"I'm full too." the second one slipped away. Unexpectedly, it was Mu Xiaoyou.

"Youyou, you should eat more. You should be hungry in a moment." Su Cuiyun tried to put a piece of braised meat in Mu Xiaoyou's bowl. Mu Xiaoyou ran away impatiently.

"Don't eat!" Mu Xiaoyou trotted all the way to the kitchen, as if he was still sulking.

What's so angry! Mu Qingqing couldn't help turning her eyes silently in her heart. Mu Xiaoyou wanted to make a small report. She never stood on the same front with her sister and brother. She had a heavy mind at a young age. Who is to blame!

Su Cuiyun saw this and had to give it up. Mu Anren didn't give her a good face since she came back. At this moment, if you can't provoke Mu Anren, you will never provoke him.

Muqingqing didn't eat a few bites and lost his appetite. He said hello to Mu Anren and limped upstairs. Until seeing Mu Qingqing upstairs, Mu Anren spoke slowly.

"Dad said we haven't been home for a long time. I think you'll stay home for me for a while. After dinner, you'll pack up. I'll take you there tonight."

Su Cuiyun understood the meaning of Mu Anren's words and his face changed greatly. "I, I won't go back."

"Well, you promised the old man's conditions at the beginning. How many times have you been home for so many years?" Mu Anren took a sip of light soup and frowned slightly. How did he feel that Aunt Qiong's craftsmanship didn't seem to be as good as before? The taste is too weak, and the eggs are much older.

"Anren, I don't want to go back. If I go back, what will the children do? Who will take care of them?" Su Cuiyun said in embarrassment. "Xiaoyou is in poor health and can't be separated from people. Yichen is also naughty. No matter not, isn't your company very busy recently? Just go and be busy. I can manage the family affairs."

Mu Anren stared at her coldly. "There's no need to discuss this matter. Look what you've done during this time. Why did you go home for a while? You're wronged?"

"No, I won't beat the children in the future. What about our children when I go home to live? I have to take care of them at home." Su Cuiyun thought that the matter of beating Mu Qingqing was exposed, and Mu Anren was very angry. The tone of voice was also soft.

"I don't need your special care. I specially asked aunt Qiong to come back and paid double. In charge of the children's affairs, I also asked aunt Qiong." Mu Anren sneered, and Su Cuiyun still took care of the children? I'm afraid the children of the wooden family are all her servants!

Aunt Qiong cleaned the living room without saying a word. She did her work very seriously. She is honest and not the kind of person who likes to chew her tongue. Mu Anren trusts her very much.

"What? Double salary! Give it to her? You let her take care of our children. Where did you put me?" Su Cuiyun shouted in surprise. Mu Anren didn't give her any money recently. She also knew that it must be because the company's funds couldn't work and was short of money! At this time, the family is already poor. Mu Anren still gives aunt Qiong a servant double salary with the money in his hand! "Are you crazy?"

Crazy?

Mu Anren's suppressed anger could no longer be restrained. He slapped the table angrily, and the soup on the table spilled on the table. His words did not take the slightest temperature and said, "if you feel you can't live, you can roll."

If you can't get through it, you can roll. When Mu Anren said this sentence lightly, did he ever read the old love for half a minute?

"You let a servant take care of our children, what am I?" Su Cuiyun pointed to his nose. Last night's finger print had not disappeared, and his face was red and swollen. But she can't stand it. She has humbly apologized to Aunt Qiong. Mu Anren is good and gives her double salary to manage her three children. Why doesn't he just marry aunt Qiong! She didn't dare to say the following words, but she also shouted.

She can't calm down.

"What are you yelling about?" Mu Anren simply didn't even drink the soup. He sat up straight and narrowed his eyes slightly to see Su Cuiyun. This is the real her, unruly and arrogant. He always pretended to be weak. He couldn't see Su Cuiyun's irrational performance when he came home. Leng hum, a cool sentence completely hurt Su Cuiyun's heart.

He said, "you're nothing!"

She's in this house. She's nothing.

Su Cuiyun stared at Mu Anren absently, and then reacted. He just overreacted. Isn't this death! Her ears echoed that what Mu Anren said was nothing. She had the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting her feet.

"Anren, can we talk about it?" she didn't want to leave Mu's house now or be sent to the old house. After figuring out this truth, she changed her appearance of losing her mind just now. Calmly said to Mu Anren, "I'm your wife. I'm glad you asked aunt Qiong to come back, but should you discuss with me about double your salary? Taking care of the children can't fall on outsiders."

"Outsider?" Mu Anren suspected that she had heard wrong. Aunt Qiong has paid more than 20 years of youth for the Mu family. She has taken care of the Mu family since childhood. Even old man Mu will respect her and call her sister qiuqiong. Su Cuiyun even called aunt Qiong outsider?

With a crisp bang, Mu Anren's palm fell on Su Cuiyun's face. "Aunt Qiong is not an outsider, and you shouldn't take yourself too seriously. You've turned the house upside down. How do you mean to mention taking care of the children with me? You usually let Qingqing do all the housework at home, and you still have the face to take care of the children?"

Su Cuiyun covered her face. These two days, she couldn't understand Mu Anren more and more. Obviously, his focus is on his career. He never cares about things at home, but just because he came home that day and saw her fight muqingqing, he became like a tyrant. These two days, it broke out and began to do it.

She can't bear it! One hand greeted Mu Anren on his face. Just halfway through the call, Mu Anren caught him dead.

Su Cuiyun was worried and shouted, "don't forget that you haven't had shortcomings for so many years."

She reminded him that she had chips in her hand, and Mu Anren should always have scruples.

"You threaten me?" Mu Anren narrowed his eyes dangerously. He hated being pinched and weak in his life. Su Cuiyun hit the muzzle of the gun.

"I won't go back to Mu's house." who in Mu's family wants to see her? The old man is only willing to make a deal with Mu Yichen for the sake of Mu Yichen. Su Cuiyun is not stupid. "I'm the mistress of this family. Why should I go?"

"I can't help you." Mu Anren got up, dragged Su Cuiyun's arm to the car outside the door and sent her to the co pilot.

Aunt Qiong did what she was doing and didn't take care of Mu Anren and Su Cuiyun. She is a self-contained person and won't get involved in the family affairs of the wooden family.

"Anren, you let me down!" Su Cuiyun slapped the door hard, but he couldn't open the door. Her figure is small and delicate. She doesn't have much strength at ordinary times. She can't beat the strength of a man at all.

Mu Anren was too lazy to talk to her. Wu started the car and drove straight to the old house of the Mu family. His home is still a little far away. He has to drive for at least four or five hours, and he doesn't waste his lips.

Mu Qingqing has been listening to the quarrel between mu Anren and Su Cuiyun. She is secretly happy. Her father really sent Su Cuiyun back to his old house because Su Cuiyun beat her, which shows that his father doesn't care about Su Cuiyun very much, but about his children.

She heard the car drive away and slowly went downstairs.

Aunt Qiong went out to throw away the garbage. There was no one in the living room. The doors of the rooms on the second floor were closed. Mu Xiaoyou was watching cartoons and Mu Yichen was playing games. No one paid attention to the movements downstairs. Martial arts drama is being broadcast on the TV in the living room. Looking at the old-fashioned TV, Mu Qingqing still can't get back.

"Qingqing girl, how did you do this?" aunt Qiong threw away the garbage and came back to see Mu Qingqing sitting alone on the sofa in a daze.