Don't mess with the rich girl

"Xiao Li is poisoned? Shouldn't you be the father? She doesn't care about her at school all day long. Xiao Zhiming, how do you become a father?" Sang Jiashu asked with anger surging from the bottom of her heart.

"OK, I don't want to quarrel with you today. Xiaoli is in the hospital now. Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up." Xiao Zhiming repressed his emotions. Considering that this place is a hospital, he lowered his voice together with his voice.

"Who quarreled with you? Tell me the name of the hospital and I'll drive here myself." Sang Jiashu replied angrily.

After reporting the name of the hospital, Xiao Zhiming pushed the door into the ward.

"Well, I'll go back first." Xiao Huali was closing her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Mu Qingqing whispered to Xiao Zhiming.

"Little classmate, I asked the driver to take you back. The car is downstairs." Xiao Zhiming said politely.

"Well, please uncle." Mu Qingqing looked up at the water hung by Xiao Huali. There were still three-quarters left. It was still time for Xiao Zhiming to send her downstairs. It's midnight now. It's dark in the town. You can't get a taxi.

Verdant trees cast dark shadows one after another. Mu Qingqing was stunned at the moon like a jade plate in the sky. After coming back from rebirth, the biggest feeling is that the air is much cleaner than in the future.

At that time, the light of Mu's house was still on. Aunt Qiong dozed off on the sofa in the living room, her head hanging like a chicken pecking rice with one hand.

Mu Qingqing crept into the house and saw aunt Qiong leaning her head on the sofa waiting for her. She couldn't help laughing. Aunt Qiong was very kind. Whether winter or summer, as long as there is a child at home who hasn't come home, he will always leave a lamp at home waiting for them to come back.

"Aunt Joan, I'm back. Go to bed quickly." Mu Qingqing gently pushed Aunt Joan's elbow and said softly.

"Qingqing girl, you're back. It's two o'clock." aunt Qiong rubbed her eyes and looked up at the wall clock. The whole person is still a little hazy. "How's your friend?"

"She's all right. She washed her stomach and rested in the hospital." Mu Qingqing replied softly.

"Nothing serious happened?" aunt Qiong was also worried about Xiao Huali. She was really afraid of what happened to her. At that time, the wooden family would be involved.

"No, the vomiting was very prompt, and the doctor washed her stomach." Mu Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable when she thought of Xiao Huali's red face.

"By the way, the second lady washed the dishes tonight. She seems to be working harder now." aunt Qiong is quite pleased that when the child grows up, she will become more sensible.

Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes slightly. It changed, not suddenly, but deliberately. Poisoned Xiao Huali. We have to destroy the evidence.

"Aunt Qiong, it's late. Let's have a rest early." these things can't be told to Aunt Qiong. We can only find opportunities and teach Mu Xiaoyou some lessons.

"Then you go to bed early. Your father will come back to pick you up early tomorrow morning." Aunt Joan touched her head and urged her to go to bed.

"Well, good." MuQing nodded, went to the water dispenser, took a cup of warm boiled water, turned off the light in the living room, and then slowly went upstairs.

The next morning, Mu Anren arrived home half an hour early. Mu got up early in the morning and warmed a bowl of lees for mu Anren to eat.

"Dad, if you eat this every morning, your stomach won't hurt." Mu Qingqing specially prepared it for mu Anren. She knows that he doesn't like breakfast. As long as she has time, she will prepare a bowl for mu Anren.

"How do you know I have stomachache?" Mu Anren looked at his daughter in surprise. The stomachache was just a recent thing. Where did Mu Qingqing know?

"Dad, you often don't eat on time, and your iron stomach can't stand it. I saw from the book that warm lees can warm your stomach." Mu Qingqing said seriously.

"It's just you... Forget it. Is everything all right at home these days?" Mu Anren stared at the bowl of warm lees, and his serious face eased a lot.

"Very good, everything is normal." Mu Qingqing sat opposite Mu Anren, holding a glass in his hand and drank two mouthfuls of warm water.

"My mother is not at home, and my brother and sister are not obedient. As a sister, you should eat more snacks." Mu Anren eats Mu Qingwen's Lees with a spoon, and his stomach is really warm.

"Well, Yichen and Xiaoyou are very good. But, Dad, where are you taking me today?" Mu Qingqing's curiosity almost jumped out. He didn't guess where his father was taking her alone all night.

"Last time, your uncle Mo specially asked Xiaohe to send a new type of wine in return. Our family should thank others. Recently, an American sofa has been produced in the factory. My father wants to give you uncle Mo's family as a congratulatory gift for the completion of their new house." Mu Anren felt warm when he thought of the box of wine sent by the Mohist family. This is the way to be a man. Pay attention to reciprocity.

"The new house is completed?" Mu Qingqing was puzzled.

"Also, last time your mother scolded Xiaohe, our family should apologize to him." as an elder, scolding moxiaohe like that is completely out of wood's etiquette. Mu Anren had a headache when he thought of Su Cuiyun.

"Dad, the new Mohist house is completed?" well, Mu Anren obviously ignored her problem.

"Yes, your uncle Mo bought a house for Xiaohe's child in Zhaoxi city. It's a single family. He didn't tell many people, but some old friends got together." Mu Anren quickly ate the lees in the bowl and wiped his mouth with a paper towel.

"Well..." it turned out that moxiaohe bought a house. Mu Anren hoped that she could come forward and apologize for Su Cuiyun. No wonder I took her alone.

After tidying up the dishes and chopsticks, Mu Qingqing changed into a fresh and elegant long skirt and put his hair down. The whole person looked slender.

Moxiaohe, that person probably has bad eyes. Her name is dwarf, but she is very enthusiastic. Muqingqing recalled the scene that moxiaohe scratched his hand that day, and felt a little guilty.

The car at the door is no longer the Volkswagen, but a blue truck. The carriage behind is closed. Mu Qingqing thinks that it is probably because it is loaded with furniture, so he wants to drive this truck.

"Dad, mom has been back home for so long. When will she come back?"

"Do you miss her?" Mu Anren put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at the front with a stiff tone.

Mu Qingqing nodded against her heart.

"Qingqing, do you still miss her when she hits you?" Mu Anren asked with a smile.

"Mom is mom after all. Even if she beats me, this identity will not change." Mu Qingqing especially wants to know what Mu Anren is thinking at the moment, but she gives up the idea when she sees that Mu Anren is driving at the moment.

Mu Anren was a little distracted and hurriedly stepped on the brake.

"Wow." Mu Qingqing's head hit the windshield and a small piece of red on his forehead.

"Qingqing, are you all right?" Mu Anren turned his head to see her, his hands hanging helpless.

"It's all right, Dad, what's the matter with you?" Mu Qingqing felt that Mu Anren seemed to be different and couldn't help wondering. She was not sure whether Mu Anren was distracted because of what she said or because he thought of something else.

"Nothing, I'm a little distracted when driving." Mu Anren restarted the car and drove on.

"So......" Mu Qingqing rubbed his forehead and stared thoughtfully at Mu Anren's side face. "Then I won't talk."

"Nothing, just keep talking to me so that I don't doze off." Mu Anren didn't care much and waved his hand, but his mood was not affected by the sudden braking just now.

"Qingqing, you've changed a lot recently. You didn't like to communicate with your elders before. Dad thought you've always been such an introverted character." Mu Anren felt more and more that Mu Qingqing was more and more like 'she'.

"Ah? Really? Either he doesn't like to communicate with his elders, or he doesn't know what to say." because Mu Anren usually only focuses on work. Even if he goes home, his eyes are on Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen. How can she exist.

"It's good now. Keep it up in the future. It's good to be cheerful." later, Mu Qingqing will graduate earlier than Mu Yichen. If he takes over the company, he must be cheerful.

"OK, Dad."

"Of the three children, only you are the most sensible. Dad hopes you work harder than them."

"Why?" doesn't Mu Anren always like Mu Yichen and Mu Xiaoyou more?

"You're the boss of the family. You're going to take over the furniture company in the future. My father hopes you can become a useful man more than anyone else." Mu Anren suddenly said with emotion.

"Does it also include mom?" does Su Cuiyun also include those who want her to become famous? Mu Qingqing Wu sneered at the bottom of his heart. How could it be!

"Your mother doesn't read much. Don't listen to her logic. Girls can also be independent. Hua Mulan joined the army for her father in ancient times, and Wu Zetian, a woman in history, can be an emperor." Mu Anren didn't want Su Cuiyun to go back home after knowing how Su Cuiyun taught Mu Qingqing three obediences and four virtues.

"Dad, don't you hand over the takeover of the company to Yichen?"

"Yi Chen? He's going to the military academy. The child is a little naughty. Your uncle Mo said that if he could send him to the military academy to study, we would have a general in the Mu family." Mu Anren smiled jokingly.

Mu Qingqing's tears fell silently. She always thought that her father valued boys over girls and gave her all his inheritance in the last life, but it was because Mu Yichen was missing. If Mu Yichen was not missing in the last life, all his property would be mu Yichen's.

"Qingqing, what are you crying for?" Mu Anren noticed that his daughter didn't respond, so he turned his head and took a look.

"Nothing, just feel the pain of the collision just now." Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, wiping away the tears on her face.

The car drove for several hours before arriving at Zhaoxi city. Fortunately, Mu Qingqing is not carsick. Talking and laughing with Mu Anren on the road are not boring.