Don't mess with the rich girl

Mu Xiaoyou looks straight ahead. Out of the temple is the lively snack street. There are people selling jade and souvenirs on the street. She doesn't care what Zhan Yufei's mood is, she goes straight to the place where she sells masks. It seems that what I just said is just a matter of eating on weekdays.

When she came to a souvenir stall, she picked up a pair of peach hearts carved out of wood and said, "this engraved flying word, this engraved quiet word."

Zhan Yufei stood behind her and looked at her bossy request, but there was no word to stop her. Mu Xiaoyou was very happy about such things, and he acquiesced in her happiness.

Soon he engraved the words. Mu Xiaoyou gave ten yuan and handed the peach heart necklace engraved with you to Zhan Yufei. His eyes twinkled with expectation.

If he really chose not to have this necklace, he would be unwilling to accept her wishes.

Mu Xiaoyou's hand was a little tired. Zhan Yu couldn't fly. She kept holding this peach heart souvenir.

After a while, Zhan Yufei took the peach heart of Youzi from her hand, and his eyes were quite helpless.

"You know what this means?" Mu Xiaoyou asked him naively.

Two love, two words, represent the recognition that their relationship is a couple.

Zhan Yufei put Youzi's love into his trouser pocket, and his eyes showed some doting. "It's time for lunch."

Mu Xiaoyou's eyes lit up a trace of hope. Watching him put his love into his trouser pocket, his heart was even warmer. He promised!

"I want to eat crab roe tofu." Mu Xiaoyou happily took his hand and walked forward happily.

Zhan Yufei's doting became more and more obvious. He tightened his hand and held her hand tighter.

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After the Mu family called the police, little effect was achieved. The clue of a foreign country was completely broken. The result given there was that Mu Qingqing broke into the forbidden area. No one dared to enter that place, and the people who entered may have no bones.

The police sent back the receipt with the words of accidental death. Mu Anren, who learned the news, looked at the four words on the receipt in shock and was cold from his heart.

There is retribution for doing bad things. Now it is on his relatives.

Mu Anren sighed and shook his head. There was no strength in his hand to get the receipt report.

After sitting in his office all afternoon, he picked up the landline phone and called old man mu. It was already dark. When the autumn wind started, the cold idea poured into the house. Mu Anren felt very cold, but he didn't get up to put on a dress for himself.

"Qingqing broke into the forbidden area of state h, which is a no man's land. No one can go in to save people." Mu Anren said, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and he didn't seem to have the strength to speak again.

Mu Xiuqin was silent for three seconds, and then said, "do a grand funeral, carve a monument for her and put it into Mu's ancestral grave."

This is the last way he saw Mu Qingqing off when he was a grandfather.

It's rare that there was no quarrel. Mu Anren made a strange, um, and agreed to it.

So I went to the geomantic omen gentleman to show Mu Qingqing the date of the funeral and the location of the tombstone, and then invited the four parties to hold a large-scale funeral for mu Qingqing. All the relatives of the Mu family knew that she had died. All this was settled.

The words engraved on the tombstone are the tomb of Mu Qingqing, who loved his daughter. Everyone in the Mu family knows that Mu Anren lost his eldest daughter, Mu Qingqing, and everyone sighs for him.

Mu Xiu Qin's eyes are slightly heavy. He has lost a smart granddaughter, but the problem is not big. He can choose one from the descendants of the Mu family to be the successor of the next generation.

And Mu Anren couldn't remember what Mu Qingqing looked like in the dead of night. Busy work can make him forget some sad things quickly, so that he can't recognize his daughter in time when he sees his daughter again a year later.

Seeing that Mu Anren and Mu Xiuqin are dead to Mu Qingqing, Su Cuiyun simply kicked Mo Xiaoyun out and sent him to the welfare home. Mu Anren just turned a blind eye to this matter. After all, the child was picked up by Mu Qingqing. In addition to being close to Mu Qingqing, he has no blood relationship with the Mu family. If you want to divide your property in the future, Mo Xiaoyun has to count a share here. It's unfair to Mu Yichen and Mu Xiaoyou.

Fortunately, after Mo Xiaoyun went to the welfare home, he slipped away, dirty all over, ran to the gate of the Mo family and looked at it eagerly. Ren Xinru looked at his poor little appearance and took him back to her home without saying a word. When she learned the reason, she had no good feelings for Su Cuiyun and Mu Anren, and even had no mood to ask the Mu family.

She only said to Mo Xiaoyun, "aunt, this is your home. Your last name is mo. in the future, you will call me mom. As long as I'm here one day, you won't be driven out of the house."

Moxiaoyun was moved to tears, so he called Ren Xinru his mother.

The roses on the roof of Mu's house in Zhaoxi city opened and thanked. In the blink of an eye, Mu Qingqing has been missing for a year.

Compared with the past, the decoration of the house is more and more exquisite, and Mu Anren also accepted the news that MuQing's liquidation was an accidental death. The whole Mu family, in addition to Mo Xiaoyun always remembering that there is a mu Qingqing at home, even Mu Yichen's times of recalling the past have been reduced to once a quarter.

Time is cruel and will gradually forget many people and many things. When Mu Yichen stared at the game interface on his computer desktop, he couldn't remember the days when he and Mu Qingqing sat in the Internet cafe and played games together.

In this year, the business of the Mojia family was booming. Mu Anren also ignored the fact that he hadn't seen the moxiao river for a long time. Many people don't even remember that the Mojia family had a strong son.

It happened to be the day when the thunder rolled and Mu Qingqing disappeared. Zhaoxi city held a business friendship reception, with the participation of foreign businessmen.

Mu Anren wants to do the foreign trade business of Mu's group. Naturally, he has to participate in such a reception.

He was wearing a blue gray suit with a neat bow tie, and his whole face was radiant. Holding a glass of wine among the major successful people, the smile on his face has never converged. The wood family didn't need him to do so much, but if he wanted to develop better, he had to save all kinds of wine bureaus outside.

It is said that this time there is a rich businessman who makes a special trip to foreign trade. The scale is huge. If he can catch up with this line, he can save a lot of time running errands.

When delivering a speech at the opening ceremony of the reception, Mu Anren's vicious eyes were on a man with the image of a Confucian businessman. He has participated in large and small wine bureaus, and he is familiar with most of the circles in Zhaoxi city. He can see at a glance how many strange faces there are at the party.

When the Confucian Merchant came to the stage to make a speech, he was followed by a girl of about 1.7 meters. She was wearing a plain chiffon skirt. She was thin, but she had a bit of temperament. Although she wore a mask on her face, it did not hinder her proud appearance.

Mu Anren's eyes just glanced at the thin girl, focusing on the man of Confucian Merchant image.

At the end of the speech, the Confucian Merchant raised his feet and walked next to the girl. The girl politely helped him step down. She looked in the direction of Mu Anren, but only took a faint look, but found that his eyes were completely on the Confucian Merchant.

Mu Anren walked over with a glass of wine, thinking about how to get the Confucian businessman over earlier. The shaking red liquid splashed slightly, and then disappeared into the cup. Mu Anren put the wine cup firmly on the table and looked at the Confucian businessman in front of him humbly.

In such a liquor Bureau, it is abrupt to talk to others directly. Naturally, the famous businessman in Zhaoxi city is responsible for helping Mu Anren talk.

"This is mu Anren, President of Mu's group." the introducer only introduced one sentence, but did not say what Mu Anren did at home, in order to let them open the conversation by themselves.

Old Hua glanced at Mu Qingqing and found that her expression was always light, not even a little superfluous emotion.

"Oh, the wooden family is rich." old Hua said so straightforwardly.

There was a burst of embarrassment on the introduction's face. He then said, "this is Hua Lao, who is engaged in foreign trade and export business."

"Hello." Mu Anren stretched out his hand and smiled at old Hua.

Old Hua glanced at Mu Anren's outstretched hand. The hands that were originally placed on both sides of his trouser pocket immediately backed behind him. He made it particularly obvious that he didn't want to see.

This is not only embarrassing for the introducer, but also embarrassing for mu Anren.

However, in the end, it is the person who is mixed with oil and water in the business field. Mu Anren withdrew his hand and secretly wondered why the foreign merchant's hostility to him is so obvious? The wooden family hasn't offended anyone outside.

Mu Qingqing's eyes did not stay on Mu Anren obviously, so it was completely ignored by Mu Anren.

"Mujia's furniture and wood are famous in China, with good quality and affordable price. Mr. Hua is engaged in export business. If you are interested, you can exchange contact information and win-win cooperation." the introducer tried his best to save the embarrassing scene, so he spoke for mu Anren.

"Mr. Hua, this way, please." Mu Anren restrained his smile and held the glass to signal Mr. Hua to go to a quiet place to talk about things.

Hua Lao's eyes lightly swept his face and hissed coldly at the bottom of his heart. He would really find someone to do business. He was so embarrassed and still wanted to do business.

"I don't think it's necessary to cooperate. I don't have any intention to do wood business now," Hua said bluntly.

Mu Anren stared at the Confucian Merchant image of Hua Lao. He was really shameless when he was rejected, but Hua Lao has always been gentle and elegant in other people's wind comments. How did he change here?

"Can you ask why?" Mu Anren wants to understand the key relationship in this. After all, China and Laos do a lot of export business. Many people who go abroad to do this trade have to pass through China and Laos. If not, he would not have made a special trip to Hua Lao.