Don't mess with the rich girl

"Mu Qingqing!"

The cry was familiar. Mu Qingqing paused and remembered that he had just met this morning, a relative of old Hua.

Her tight nerves relaxed in an instant. There were several such voices around. After a little thought, she remembered the slightly friendly face of Hua Lao.

Can it be said that old Hua found her missing and asked someone to save her? Whatever the facts, there is a living man in this barren land.

"I'm here!" Mu Qingqing responded with all her strength. The echo of the mountain forest was very big, but it was heard by old Chinese bodyguards.

"I'm here!" Mu Qingqing didn't dare to stop. He walked outside the cave and saw where they were.

There is fire in the distance, floating and scattered, like a burning hope.

Hearing the response, the bodyguard took people to the sound source and thought that the girl's life was really hard. People familiar with the village said that the poison in the forest could make a person lose all his consciousness in less than ten minutes. She survived that ten minutes.

The torch emitting light and heat from far to near, Mu Qingqing holding the cold stone, trembling all over. The white short sleeves have long been smeared green and dirty by the branches along the way. Sweat stains on a white face added some embarrassment.

"How did you find it?" Mu Qingqing was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and his speech was weak.

Before the old Chinese bodyguard could reply, she took two steps forward holding the edge of the stone and paid attention to the old Chinese bodyguard. Then, she only felt that her center of gravity was unstable. One of them didn't step steadily. She rolled down the slope from the position of the mountain entrance. Her whole weight hit one side of the hard stone, and her head hit the stump. Suddenly, there was darkness left in front of her.

In the dark night, Hua Lao's bodyguards and hired people carried her out of the forbidden area on a stretcher and sent her to the hospital where Hua Lao was located.

"Xiaoyou, now Mu Qingqing, a cheap woman, is dead, and the property of the Mu family belongs to both of us." it was su Cuiyun's elated face.

"If it weren't for the sake of you being the eldest miss of the Mu family, how could I marry you." to his ears, it was Zhan Yufei's sneer.

"Sister, you can help me and Yufei. I've been with him for ten years, and I like him very much. Didn't dad leave all the legacy to you? It's enough for you to have a legacy." to my heart, it was Mu Xiaoyou's understatement.

After a while, I dreamed that the note left by Su Cuiyun seemed to have a pair of invisible hands, tightly pinching her lifeline, and didn't want her to live in this world.

The chaotic picture made her out of breath. Mu Qingqing breathed heavily, and the voices of Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou echoed in her ears from time to time. The fear grew stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, she fiercely opened her eyes and looked at the pure white ceiling. Sweat drops from forehead are big, and strong fragrance in dense forest can still be smelled between nose wings.

She raised her hand, but her hand was shaking like a kilo.

Looking sideways, his hands were scarred and wrapped with bandages and hanging needles.

The house is strange. The exquisite European dressing table and beige European curtains tell her that this is someone else's home.

She elbowed hard, sat up straight, and stared at the white European door.

The room was clean and tidy. There was a medical box on the bedside table. She was surprised to see her pink pajamas. Who changed her clothes?

I don't know how long time has passed. Mu Qingqing lifted her foot to the bed, stepped barefoot on the wooden floor, walked to the dresser, looked at herself with color on her face in the mirror, and sighed.

There was a faint conversation outside. She walked to the door lightly for fear of disturbing the people outside.

Her ears were stuck on the white entrance door, and she listened with bated breath.

"When she wakes up, get her something to eat." it's Hua Lao's voice, a little hoarse.

Hearing that the footsteps outside are getting closer and closer, Mu Qingqing starts to open the door, but finds that he can't work hard in his hand.

The door was opened from the outside, and old Hua looked at her calmly. "Are you awake?"

"HMM." Mu Qingqing stood aside, with many puzzles in his clear eyes. Why did Hua Lao save her? How did you know she was there?

"Want to know why I saved you?" asked old Hua gently.

"HMM." Mu Qingqing nodded.

"When you went downstairs, my bodyguard saw you get on the local black car, so I asked him to drive with you, and then someone came to save you." old Hua explained why he went to save her in time, but didn't mention why he wanted to save her.

If, just because of the stumbling in the airport and her politeness, she would not do this.

"Your aunt changed your clothes for you. Don't worry." old Hua told her when she saw her staring at her pajamas.

"I remember your kindness in my heart. I will repay you in the future." Mu Qingqing vowed.

Old Hua waved his hand. "It's just a matter of giving a hand. Don't say that you don't repay."

While talking, someone knocked on the door of the room and Mu Qingqing looked at it.

The person who came was a woman wearing a mask and a chiffon Chinese style skirt. From the inside to the outside, she exuded a real feminine flavor. Looking at her eyebrows and eyes, she showed a tenderness from the heart. However, she wears a white mask, long black hair and waist. She doesn't know her origin, but she has a special sense of intimacy.

Mu Qingqing stared at her, but she didn't feel defensive.

"This is my wife, also surnamed Hua." old Hua said. His eyes were fixed on Mrs. Hua, as if to see if she had any fluctuations.

"Hello, aunt Hua." Mu Qingqing said hello politely.

"You've been in a coma for two days. First eat some hot porridge to warm your stomach." her voice shows a soothing charm. She is a gentle and kind woman.

"Thank you." Mu Qingqing is ready to reach for the white porcelain bowl, but Mrs. Hua takes it back.

"Your palm is hurt, or I'll feed you." Mrs. Hua's voice is not true, but her attitude seems to take her as her own person.

"That's OK. I can't afford it." Mu Qingqing takes a spoon and prepares to eat by herself. It's such a big man. How nice to let others feed her.

Fearing that her wound hurt, Mrs. Hua quickly compromised and said, "don't worry, wait a minute. I'll put the bowl on the table and you'll dig it with a spoon."

MuQing nodded, but his eyes kept staring at her.

These eyes are round. There is a little obvious mole in her left eye. Mrs. Hua's eyes are a little brown and beautiful.

However, Mu Qingqing felt that his eyes were deja vu.

"I remember, aunt's eyes are very similar to my mother's eyes." Mu Qingqing Dou ran said, with some surprises in his tone.

Mrs. Hua was a little stunned and looked at old Hua on the side. She was at a loss.

"You little girl, you don't boast so much." old Hua smiled at her, but she had a dispute in her heart.

"Sorry, I lost my temper. I'm just a little too excited." Mu Qingqing scooped two mouthfuls of porridge and ate xiangsven. His face is red.

She secretly blamed herself for her stupid mouth. It's good to hide some words in her stomach. Why do you have to say it.

"It doesn't matter." Mrs. Hua's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, as if she were smiling.

"Little girl, what are you going to do next?" old Hua asked muqingqing directly without avoiding Mrs. Hua.

"Can I go back to the hotel?" Mu Qingqing asked.

Old Hua shook his head. "I sent someone to the hotel. The day after you were unconscious, your mother and sister had left."

Muqingqing was not surprised, as if she had already known it in her heart. But she couldn't hide her sadness, and her little face, which was already colored, became a little dull.

This means that Su Cuiyun did indeed lose her this time, and they didn't plan to call the police to find her.

"You don't have a passport. I can take you to the embassy, where you can inform your family and ask them to come and pick you up." Hua Lao suggested.

Mu Qingqing calm face, put down the white porcelain bowl, feeling low.

"Your family is not nice to you and wants to stay here?" old Hua asked tentatively.

"If they don't want me to go back, they won't let me have the chance to go back." Su Cuiyun won't let herself go back since she has done so.

Old Hua picked his eyebrows and sighed, "I dare to take you in, but you have no identity. This is the biggest problem."

In this country, without passport and ID card, she becomes a black family. It is difficult to go to school and find a job. Hua Lao can accommodate her to live in this place all her life, but she can't restrict her future.

"I want to call my father." Mu Qingqing looked at Hua Lao sincerely with clear eyes.

"OK." old Hua readily agreed.

Unfortunately, Mu Qingqing can't get through Mu Anren's phone, and can't remember Mu Xiuqin's phone.

"Maybe the signal is bad. Try again." Mrs. Hua comforted her softly.

"It's useless..." Mu Qingqing said dejectedly.

Her family doesn't care about her life or death at all. Even if she plays a hundred, it's useless. She saw it very thoroughly. The wooden family didn't want her.

Su Cuiyun tried to get rid of her, causing her to fall into the poison cave. If it weren't for her great life, she would have died a few days earlier.

"Do you have any phone calls from other friends? As long as you remember, you can call." the phone charge is not a problem. Mrs. Hua asked her with concern.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingqing picked up his Nokia mobile phone from the bedside table.

"There is a friend's phone in this mobile phone, but there is no electricity." Mu Qingqing thinks of moxiaohe. His phone is in this mobile phone, and she doesn't write it down.

"We have a charger for this mobile phone." Mrs. Hua thought of her cleaning aunt. She seems to use a universal charger, which should be able to charge the battery.

It's not easy to charge the electricity. After muqingqing starts the machine, his heart is full of ups and downs.

After dialing the number of moxiao River, MuQing became more and more nervous.