Don't mess with the rich girl

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"It's done!" Mo Xiaoyun rapped the last time on the keyboard and jumped down from the chair with joy.

"Don't forget to be anonymous." Mu Qingqing kindly reminded him.

Mo Xiaoyun's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and then retreated a little. He was a little broken and asked, "is it OK if the signature is an English letter?"

"OK." Mu Qingqing tilted his mouth far fetched. Even if he was found, no one could find the actual evidence.

"I returned the car, you stay here." the rented car was not rented in her name, and the money for renting the car was only a deposit. She had to drive to a neighboring province and ask Yang Xiao to help return the car.

Early tomorrow morning, in Zhaoxi City, whether online or reading newspapers, you won't miss the headlines of Mu's family. I wonder how the wooden family will feel at that time?

The guests of Mu's family were almost scattered. Mu Xiuqin sat on the sofa with an angry face and swept the men sitting in the living room and standing aside with dignified eyes. It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and all the three sons of the Mu family were here.

"Ankang, Antai, go up and have a rest." the old man said. Mu Ankang's eyes looked worried at Mu Anren. This time he would bear the old man's anger alone. Mu Antai looked at Mu Anren with a fox like treacherous expression. He knew that Mu Anren could not hide this time.

There are only mu Anren and Mu Xiuqin in the living room.

"The girl Qingqing is back?" Mu Xiuqin's refined eyes have already seen that Mu Anren and Mu Qingqing have met in private. Today's banquet has caused an uproar because of Mu Qingqing's appearance. If this matter is not suppressed, it is bound to affect the future of Mu city group.

"She changed her name and refused to come back." Mu Anren put down the glass she had served for a long time and accompanied a lot of wine today.

"Change your name?" Mu Xiuqin's eyes moved and thought about a lot of things.

"Yes, she said that her name is HUACHENYAN now and she is the daughter of the man who does export trade." Mu Anren regretted. Mu Qingqing asked him that at noon today. It was clear that he was giving him a chance, but he took care of the face of the Mu family and didn't admit that Mu Qingqing was his daughter.

Mu Xiu Qin snorted coldly and stared at the family photo placed on the Mu family table. There was no Mu Qingqing in it.

"She is not from our Mu family. What do you think she does?" Mu Xiuqin looked at Mu Anren coldly, and his meaning was very clear. "The name on the tree of the Mu family is mu Qingqing. According to the date of Mu Qingqing's death, it was copied to the tree. Everyone who has something to do with the Mu family knows that the daughter of the Mu family is dead. Since she doesn't recognize our family, she will never enter the door of the Mu family in the future."

Mu Anren looked at Mu Xiuqin with wide eyes and said fiercely, "she is your own granddaughter, my own daughter! What do you mean?"

"She gave up the chance to go back to Mu's house, not our Mu family abandoned her!" Mu Xiuqin said coldly.

Mu Anren's chest fluctuated, as if he had been splashed with cold water by Mu Xiuqin, which watered out the last remaining part of his heart. When he was squatting in the hotel, Mu Qingqing said that she would not go back to Mu's house.

"You can recognize her and let the major news media write about our wooden family together. Just have a good look. My hard-working career is ruined in her hands!" Mu Xiu Qin hates iron and doesn't become steel. "Once the matter of pretending to die is broken, think about the end of our wooden family! You can try. My reputation, status and family background are all up to you. See if you, together with dozens of people in the wooden family, will live worse than a dog in the future!"

Mu Anren's eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan shape. The old man gave him too heavy a burden and put the future of the whole Mu family on him. In short, if he wants to recognize Mu Qingqing, he is equivalent to telling the outside world that the Mu family fabricated Mu Qingqing's fake death scene and mercilessly abandoned Mu Qingqing abroad.

Once this news comes out, it will shake the foundation of Mu family!

In the face of reality and pressure, Mu Anren slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas and asked, "what should I do?"

"You have been running in business for more than ten years, and you still don't know what to do?" Mu Xiuqin was suffocating and angry at Mu Anren's cowardly appearance.

Mu Anren raised his head, and no one could understand the struggle in his heart. From the day he returned to Mu's group, his existence was no longer the general manager of mu'an furniture on the verge of bankruptcy, but the cornerstone of the whole Mu's group. He replied in a deep voice, "I know what to do."

After listening to this sentence, Mu Xiuqin's sense of tension and compulsion dissipated little by little.

"I really don't feel at ease. I don't have to be so ruthless. I can still recognize her as a dry daughter." Mu Xiuqin's tone is stiff, but his words still leave a way for mu Anren to go.

"Dry daughter..." Mu Anren smiled bitterly. Mu Qingqing wouldn't agree. He couldn't call his own daughter dry daughter.

"How to do it is up to you. When you were young, you blame me for forcing you to make a choice. This time I don't force you, you measure it yourself. You choose between the family interests and her." you are afraid that too much pressure will crush him. Mu Xiuqin left him more room.

The living room was silent again. Mu Anren sat on the soft leather sofa and closed his eyes. The man left him a multiple-choice question. The Mu family accounted for too much. Mu Qingqing changed her name again, and the livelihood of dozens of people in the Mu family was in his hands. The problem itself.

This time, even if the old man didn't force him to calm down, he knew who he should choose most.

"Qingqing..." Mu Anren murmured painfully.

Also because of Mu Qingqing's appearance, he forgot Mu Xiaoyou's things. The phone at home suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and answered it.

"Mr. mu, I found it. The finished products of Zhan's family are their own factory. We can start from the raw material supplier." the secretary called and found out the bottom of Zhan's family.

"Monopoly." Mu Anren said coldly.

After the Secretary's reminder, he also remembered Mu Xiaoyou, who was still closed in the bedroom on the second floor. It seems that he hasn't made trouble all day today. Thinking that today is mu Xiaoyou's birthday, he has lost Mu Qingqing's eldest daughter. He can't even lose the heart of Mu Xiaoyou's second daughter.

So he specially brought the small cake prepared in the kitchen and forgot what happened during the day. He also wants to celebrate his daughter's birthday.

"Xiaoyou." Mu Anren knocked on muxiaoyou's bedroom door.

The servant replied nervously in the door, "Sir, the second lady has fallen asleep. What can I do for you?"

"Then open the door and I'll bring her a small cake and let her eat when she wakes up." Mu Anren doesn't have the heart to disturb Mu Xiaoyou's dream. He has something to do tomorrow, so naturally he can't accompany Mu Xiaoyou. This can only be done by a servant.

"Er..." the servant was speechless for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer. Once you open the door, you'll wear it here. Su Cuiyun specially explained that no one can open it. She doesn't know if Mu Anren is in this range.

"Why, she's wayward again?" Mu Anren heard the servant's hesitation and thought of Mu Xiaoyou's delicate character. He thought it was Mu Xiaoyou who made him ignore him.

"Xiaoyou, listen to your father. You are already a big girl. Your father and daughter don't have overnight hatred. My father is doing this for your future." after a pause, he looked down at the exquisite strawberry cake in the plate and added: "my father has been busy all day and didn't care to talk to you. My father made amends for you."

The servant is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

There was no movement in the room. Mu Anren guessed that Mu Xiaoyou was still angry and didn't want to talk to him at the moment. "You may as well calm down in the room. Dad put this cake at the door of your room. This is your favorite strawberry cake."

With that, there was still no movement in the house. Mu Anren put the strawberry cake at the door of Mu Xiaoyou's room, and then turned to his bedroom.

Hearing the footsteps farther and farther away, the servant in Mu Xiaoyou's room breathed a sigh of relief.

After opening the door of the room, the servant quickly took the small cake and locked the door of the room.

After su Cuiyun assigned her a task, she also forgot that the servant didn't eat. Now she had forgotten all about it.

It didn't take long to hide. Early the next morning, Mu Xiuqin photographed Mu Anren's dining table.

"Evil animal, look at what these people wrote!" pointing to several Zhaoxi morning newspapers on the tea table, Mu Xiuqin trembled with anger.