Don't mess with the rich girl

"It's such a simple request, Qingqing. Do you regard grandpa as an outsider?" people with clear eyes can see that Mu Xiuqin attaches great importance to Mu Qingqing, but the girl is unwilling to go back to the wooden house and inherit the foundation of a century. Since Mu Qingqing went back to the wooden house, he can always remember her composure when she played on the spot. She is bleeding the blood of the wooden family in her bones, and her bones are one-to-one pure.

Mu Qingqing is embarrassed. She does have a generation gap with Mu Xiuqin. She doesn't agree with his old-fashioned ideas, and it's impossible to communicate with Mu Xiuqin. He has many grandchildren, and she doesn't have a lot of contact with Mu Xiuqin. Usually, she won't even make a phone call. The word "emotion" is too shallow.

"It's all arranged. When Yichen returns to the city, I have arranged someone to take care of him. Now you can rest assured?" old man Mu stared at Mu Qingqing with dignity, but his tone showed a hint of compromise.

"Thank you, Grandpa." MuQing thanked.

Mu Xiuqin shook his head and got on the private plane disappointed. She's still too outspoken.

There was nothing to say all the way. Mu Xiuqin sat in front. Mu Qingqing and aunt Qiong held Mu Yichen's folding stretcher in the back. Fortunately, they flew very smoothly all the way.

After getting off the plane, Mu Qingqing and aunt Qiong went down empty handed because the people sent by Mu Xiuqin took care of everything they had to do.

Follow Mu Xiuqin into the living room. Mu Qingqing has a feeling of long absence. A lot of things happened this time. The first thing she came back was to go to the rooftop to see her own flowers. Sure enough, as she expected, such a delicate flower of rose has withered out of shape.

She felt a little sorry.

"You don't go to school now, you can't keep up with your homework, and you won't get good grades at the end of the term." Mu Xiuqin said slowly as he climbed the stairs.

Mu Qingxuan removed the dead leaves from the flowerpot, and his eyes only focused on the withered rose.

"Grandpa, my rose is dead." Mu Qingqing opened his mouth with regret.

Mu Xiuqin stared at her emaciated back and said, "it's just a pot of flowers. I like Chinese roses. Grandpa will find someone to plant a garden of Chinese roses for you another day."

The hand fiddling with the dead leaves gave a slight meal. Mu Qingqing straightened up, turned and was facing Mu Xiuqin. "The pot I raised has been growing well since last semester. During the time I left, it withered because of my neglect."

"Even if Grandpa sent me a garden of rose flowers, I wouldn't cherish those flowers, because I didn't work hard day by day." when she said this, her eyes were dim. Even she didn't understand why she said such philosophical words to Mu Xiuqin.

Mu Xiuqin frowned and looked at her sadly. At the moment, no one else came up on the roof. Naturally, he wanted to talk to Mu Qingqing.

Wu Zi walked to the chair on the roof and Mu Xiuqin sat down slowly. He said with emotion, "you are like your father. When you were young, you were stubborn."

"My younger brothers and sisters are still young, and grandpa should give them more opportunities." knowing that Mu Xiuqin wants to persuade her to go back to the Mu house, Mu Qingqing doesn't beat around the Bush, she shows her attitude and doesn't want to inherit the foundation of the Mu family. It was the place that Mu Xiuqin personally maintained, not the place she maintained.

"Tell Grandpa what's the real reason why you don't want to go back to Mu's house?" old Mu spoke to her in an ordinary tone without putting on the airs of elders.

"I prefer reading and designing clothes to carpentry." although her clothes can't even draw well, she has this enthusiasm.

"Don't persuade me. My brother and sister must be better than me at my age." Mu Qingqing said definitely.

After hearing this, Mu Xiuqin's heart became colder. Doesn't he know about his children and grandchildren? The second is too rigid and the third is too smart. Among the three brothers, only mu Anren is most like him. With the tact of a businessman and the bottom line of his business, he was as stubborn as a donkey and refused to go back to Mu's house. Among the grandchildren, there is a mu Xiaoyou with good talent. With more carving, she can really give the Mu family to her, but she is too young to compare with Mu Qingqing's composure now. Before, he wanted to focus on cultivating Mu Yichen, but who knows, he suffered such bad news. If he handed over the Mu family to him in the future, it is still unknown whether his body can bear it or not.

This time, Mu Xiuqin didn't get angry and didn't mean to insist on persuading Mu Qingqing. He just came here to care about the children.

"We Qingqing are promising people. No matter what we do in the future, grandpa is very relieved." Mu Xiuqin said earnestly, gazing at the sunny sky in Zhaoxi city.

The people downstairs installed a series of rehabilitation building materials for mu Yichen's room, from handrails to wheelchairs. Muqingdu felt muxiuqin's concern for him.

"Yichen will get better. His mental state is very good now. In the future, it's OK to follow the doctor's advice and restore to the original 80 percent." Mu Qingqing said a word for mu Yichen.

"Did you catch the trafficker?" Mu Xiuqin roughly listened to Mu Antai, but he didn't say what happened to the trafficker.

"I was caught, but the evidence was insufficient and I was acquitted." Mu Qingqing was a little nervous when he said this.

"Grandpa must go to seek justice in this matter." Mu Xiuqin angrily stopped his crutch. The people of the Mu family were so hurt that the culprit was acquitted?

Muqingqing didn't say anything, but listened silently.

She did something about the acquittal. She didn't know if Mu Xiuqin's people would find out.

After a day's rest, Mu Qingqing slept a restless sleep. The next day, he went to the school at the urging of Mu Xiuqin and aunt Qiong.

The learning atmosphere of class 1 was as good as ever, but her sudden appearance attracted everyone's attention.

"Xueba!" as soon as Yang Xiaolin saw Mu Qingqing's appearance, he shouted and applauded her. "Welcome, welcome Xueba back!"

With him leading the applause, the whole class began to boil and the whole class began to applaud her.

"Shout what shout, not star debut." I don't know which girl, sharp threw out such a sentence, sour, everyone felt that the atmosphere began to freeze.

But the sound was familiar. Mu Qingqing looked at the sound source and his eyebrows jumped twice.

Who can explain to her why you Shimin is in this class in this school?

Between the lightning and flint, Mu Qingqing glanced at her faintly, and you Shimin was unwilling to show weakness and cast an unkind look at her.

Sitting back in her seat, she found that an Linyan also came to class 1, and Xiao Huali was very cold to her expression, like a friend who broke up with her.

When the bell rang for self-study, Mu Qingqing could only give up the idea of talking to Xiao Huali. The discipline score of class 1 is strictly deducted. If you are careless, you have to copy the middle school students' code 20 times. She didn't want to waste her hand as soon as she came back.

Staring at her books, Mu Qingqing felt confused, so she took out one exercise after another from her desk. When she opened the exercise book, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the above questions had been completed, not even an empty space left. She turned her head and looked at Xiao Huali. The handwriting on it was clearly hers.

Xiao Huali looked at the book in her hand and said nothing. She didn't even talk to her, and her redundant eyes were gone.

Doesn't this girl want to be friends with her?

Mu Qingqing felt uncomfortable. Xiao Huali couldn't be blamed for this. She hadn't contacted her for too long. Even if there was an accident, she didn't say hello to Xiao Huali.

Although Xiao Huali did all the exercises, Mu Qingqing picked up his pen, touched the paper with his hand, and checked one question by one to see what was wrong.

She found that Xiao Huali did 90% of the above exercises correctly. In the past, Xiao Huali had to make a mistake every three questions. Now she seems to have made great progress. Pick up the pen and Mu Qingqing helps her correct the above exercises one by one, while Xiao Huali doesn't seem to notice what she's doing.

There are some new faces in class 1. Mu Qingqing doesn't quite understand that the transfer of this class is divided according to the results? Or do some people transfer.

In the first section of the morning self-study, MuQing received many curious eyes, most of which were from new faces. She was curious that the old student called her Xueba. But there is one eye exception, that is you Shimin's. She looked at Mu Qingqing with an indescribable disgust.

After class, Mu Qingqing winked at Xiao Huali with her side head, and Brin blinked.

Xiao Huali solemnly set up her math book, completely ignoring her performance.

So mu Qingqing had to press Xiao Huali's book and continue to wink at her. "Little fox."

Xiao Huali turned her head and ignored her proudly.

Seeing this, Mu Qingqing had to take out a hot lunch box from her schoolbag and put it in front of Xiao Huali. She also took out a box of washed fruits, which she brought from home.

Xiao Huali said with a cold face, "do you think it's such a person who takes your things at will?"

"No, no, I know you're not." Mu Qingqing quickly reached out and withdrew the lunch box and fruit box to his desk.

Before she withdrew to half, Xiao Huali pressed her hand. Proudly said, "there's no next time."

"Really angry with me?" Mu Qingqing looked at her innocently.

"You'd better have some big reason not to call me." Xiao Huali opened the box of fruit and ate a sweet grape.

"Let's talk about it at noon. It's too long. There are still four minutes to go to class." Mu Qingqing glanced at the wall clock. It's not enough to talk to her about this period of time.

"I'm waiting for you to come to me for the new year. My brother asked me to go skiing. I refused. You heartless little bitch smashed and didn't even call me. I'm so angry that I'm not at home when I don't come to school." Xiao Huali ate three grapes in a row.