Don't mess with the rich girl

Hearing uncle Jiu's voice, Mo Liming walked in the direction of the guest room. He calculated the time. Ren Xinru and they won't come back today. How come there are guests at home?

After knocking on the door, Mo Liming saw a young man about 15 years old.

"Uncle mo." Mu Yichen stood up, a little restrained.

"You are..." Mo Liming didn't think of Mu Yichen's name for a moment, but he felt familiar.

"I'm Mu Anren's son, Mu Yichen." Mu Yichen took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Look at my memory." Mo Liming hasn't seen Mu Yichen for a year. He can't remember the people who don't often wander in front of him.

"It's all right." Mu Yichen looked at Uncle Jiu. Now Mo Liming also saw him. He doesn't have to sleep in the Mo family tonight, does he?

"He's having his birthday tomorrow. He wants to ask the boy shangxiaoyun to attend." Uncle Jiu explained the situation for mu Yichen.

"It's really unfortunate that they went on a trip and won't be back until a few days. Tomorrow..." Mo Liming has business to do tomorrow and can't go to celebrate Mu Yichen. "I have business to do tomorrow. I'm afraid I can't go to Mu's house."

"It doesn't matter, uncle." Mu Yichen understood them very well and couldn't come.

"Well, uncle Jiu will take you to pick up a gift. Yichen, take whatever you like. Don't be polite to uncle." Mo Liming couldn't think of any way to celebrate his birthday, so he had to let uncle Jiu deal with it.

"No, uncle, I don't want gifts. I'm just passing by today. I'll come and see Xiaoyun's brother." Mu Yichen really doesn't care about gifts. He just wants to come and see moxiaoyun, but this brother is not at home. He came for nothing.

"There are many guests in my house tomorrow. Uncle, are you busy? I should go home too." Mu Yichen turned and walked outside. He didn't intend to stay in the Mohist school. Moreover, Mo Liming doesn't miss his children as Uncle Jiu said.

"Then I'll take you back. It's not safe in the middle of the night. It's not good to meet any hooligans and ruffians." Uncle wine said foolishly.

"Thank you, uncle wine." Mu Yichen grinned.

Mo Liming quietly looked at Mu Yichen's thin back downstairs, and then left the Mohist school. While Mo Liming stood in front of the glass window in the corridor, frowning. His son moxiaohe hasn't been home for more than a year. He doesn't even call home, which makes him feel that it's a mistake for the child to become a soldier. There's not even a human touch now.

If moxiaohe goes into business, he can at least see someone at home now. How good it is to go into business. Unfortunately, his son doesn't listen to him. The boy has his own ideas.

Strange to say, the child always doesn't listen to him, which makes him feel that his son is capable and disobedient. The two ideas hovered and collided. One came and two went, and he slowly accepted the fact that moxiaohe had his own ideas.

Uncle Jiu sent Mu Yichen home safely and went back to the Mohist family.

However, after Mu Yichen came home, he didn't see Mu Xiaoyou in Mu's house.

In the warm yellow light, her mother Su Cuiyun is sitting on the sofa uneasily. Her father Mu Anren smokes one by one, but she doesn't talk to Su Cuiyun.

"Dad, mom." Mu Yichen was thirsty. He said hello to the two adults while walking in the direction of the refrigerator.

"Did you find Xiaoyou?" Mu Anren asked him.

"The second sister didn't come back?" Mu Yichen looked at Su Cuiyun in surprise. He went to the Mohist School for a walk. Mu Xiaoyou should have gone to bed at this time.

"No," said Su Cuiyun nervously.

"I've looked around, but I didn't see my second sister." Mu Yichen took a sip of soda, and most of his thirst disappeared. He looked at his parents anxiously and didn't believe that Mu Xiaoyou didn't go home. Anyway, Mu Xiaoyou is also his second sister. He's worried about losing it.

"Did she quarrel with you?" Mu Anren turned and asked Su Cuiyun.

"No, No." Su Cuiyun stammered, but his attitude was very good.

"Did she go to play with her friends?" since she didn't quarrel with her family, Mu Xiaoyou may have taken this opportunity to play with her classmates and friends. Mu Anren thought so.

"She doesn't have any friends here..." Su Cuiyun didn't dare to tell the truth and didn't think about how to make up an excuse. At present, she can only delay for a while.

Mu Anren's expression suddenly became nervous. Is it Mu Qingqing?

She won't vent her dislike of the wooden family on her sister, will she?

At this thought, his heart suddenly went up to his throat.

"Call the police!" Mu Anren made a quick decision. He knew in his heart that Mu Qingqing didn't take herself as the person of the Mu family now, it must be because the Mu family hurt her too deeply. When people are extremely sad, they do not rule out the possibility of going to extremes.

Su Cuiyun didn't react yet. She was stunned when she heard that Mu Anren was going to call the police. Can I call the police?

The daughter probably wants to find the biological father of the child in her belly, which can't let Mu Anren know. Su Cuiyun got up and sat next to Mu Anren and said, "Anren, youyou is sometimes more playful. Maybe she will come back early tomorrow morning."

"What are you thinking? The children have been out for so long, and she is a girl again. In case of any danger on the road..." Mu Anren picked up the phone and pressed the alarm phone.

Su Cuiyun reached out and pressed the phone. Her daughter knew that if she didn't go home at this time, she probably ran away from home and wanted to protest. The police will make things big. If the media of all parties are attracted at that time, and then go to the bottom to ask Mu Xiaoyou why he ran away from home, it will easily become a scandal of the Mu family if he can't hide it. When the old man knew it again, Mu Xiaoyou's successor became in jeopardy.

"Don't bother the police about trivial things. Youyou is 15 years old, and she knows how to behave." Su Cuiyun suddenly becomes reasonable, and Mu Anren feels very uncomfortable.

"Why is it a trivial matter that you don't go home at night? She's a girl, not like Yichen. She's a boy. She can't repent when something happens!" Mu Anren retorted her.

"Youyou always likes to go shopping. She also goes to her classmates' homes in city A. don't worry too much. The police also have to rest in the middle of the night. I think we'll wait a little longer. Maybe youyou will come back later." Su Cuiyun really regretted that Mu Xiaoyou didn't have any friends here. At present, she can only make it up for a while.

"Really don't look for her?" Mu Anren asked Su Cuiyun with some uneasiness.

"It's not necessary. The child's birthday tomorrow. Maybe he's secretly celebrating with some friend or classmate." Su Cuiyun helps Mu Xiaoyou tell a lie.

After wandering anxiously in the living room, Mu Anren chose to listen to Su Cuiyun's suggestions. "Well, you go to bed first. I'll wait for her to come back here. There are many guests at home early tomorrow morning. If she doesn't come back tomorrow morning, we should call the police."

"Well, OK." Su Cuiyun answered him with some uneasiness. In fact, he didn't have a bottom in his heart. Mu Xiaoyou may not go home tomorrow.

"Also, I've asked my friends to help with the layout of the site outside, so you don't have to worry." Mu Anren has seen the clue of the layout of the site at home, and he doesn't intend to scold anyone, but tries to get it.

Su Cuiyun was stunned. Mu Anren didn't blame her for deducting the cost of arranging the site?

That's strange.

"Dad, I'll go to bed first." Mu Yichen went upstairs slowly, with lazy eyes. Since Su Cuiyun, who knows the most about wood Xiaoyou, said he didn't have to worry, he can also have a good sleep. Tomorrow is also his 15th birthday.

Only mu Anren and Su Cuiyun were left in the living room.

Or did Su Cuiyun take the lead in breaking the silence, "Anren, don't you blame me?"

"What's your fault? You're saving money for the sake of saving money." Mu Anren didn't care about her mess of the family, but was tolerant and understanding her.

Su Cuiyun feels a warm current surging in her heart. Is it the love that has been carefully managed for so many years?

"Don't always think about saving money for me in the future. Now I have plenty of money, I still have to spend what I should spend." Mu Anren told me again.

Su Cuiyun's eyes were blurred. She approached Mu Anren and shouted, "Anren..."

"Go and have a rest. I'm here." Mu Anren grabbed her shoulder and took her upstairs.

I didn't expect that he would treat her so gently. Su Cuiyun was really moved.

"Cuiyun, live a good life in the future. Don't think about it. I owe you too much and will make up for it bit by bit in the future." Mu Anren said emotionally.

Hearing this title, Su Cuiyun was tired. Her expression changed slightly and said hesitantly, "Anren, I'm Cuiyu."

"I know. It's been called for more than ten years. Do you still care about this title?"

Care. Su Cuiyun wanted to say so, but she believed in the deep eyes of Shangmu Anren. Perhaps, for mu Anren, she could give way. As long as you can distinguish the difference between Cuiyun and Cuiyu in this man's heart.

"Then I'll have a rest first." Su Cuiyun closed the door of the room, with a moment of sweetness in her heart.

One night passed, and Mu's home was quiet. Mu Xiaoyou didn't go home or call home.

Mu Anren looked at the time. It's seven o'clock in the morning. His daughter hasn't come home yet. It's time to look for it.

When he was about to call the police, his eyes inadvertently glimpsed a note on the table. The note came a little strange. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't recognize who left it.

The handwriting is strange and sharp. It has an address on it. It's in the slum of Zhaoxi city.

Mu Anren thought for a while. Is it Mu Xiaoyou's address? But he stayed at home all night. Who sent him the note?

Asked the domestic helper, no one knew when the note was left on the table.