Don't mess with the rich girl

Su Cuiyun was numb and could not resist. Under the tease of Yang Sinian, she said hello. Yang Sinian opened the door for her and let her sit in the co pilot.

The white SUV passed in front of the wooden house and drove to the side of the potholed dirt road. When passing the gate of Mu's house, Su Cuiyun quickly lay down in the back seat to avoid being seen by the people of Mu's house.

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In the fresh air farmhouse, Mu Qingqing just took a nap. The eyelids of her eyes kept jumping. She was a little flustered. This situation is sometimes caused by not having a good rest, but she has just had a rest. How can she jump all the time?

For the first time, she thought of Mu Anren. If we say that her most worried relatives are Mu Anren.

Holding the mobile phone in her hand, Mu Qingxin anxiously holds the phone and presses Mu Anren's number, but she doesn't have the courage to dial out.

She stared at her mobile phone and asked herself silently in her heart, when will she care about Mu family?

Moxiaoyun didn't have the habit of taking a nap. He couldn't help being curious when he saw that Mu Qingqing pressed the phone number but didn't dial it out. "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing, just a little flustered." Mu Qingqing hurriedly pressed the clear key and cleared the numbers. Don't care about Mu's family. No matter what happens there, it will have nothing to do with her.

"I'm going to country h tomorrow, aren't you reluctant to come here?" Mo Xiaoyun knew that city a was the place where Mu Qingqing lived since childhood. Mu Qingqing liked city a very much. Before she went to country h, she tried every means to come to this place to have a look. She must be reluctant in her heart.

"After all, I have lived for so many years." MuQing put away her mobile phone, looked up at the strong sunshine and thought of aunt Qiong. "I'll tell Aunt Hua that we're leaving tomorrow. We'd better say goodbye to Aunt Qiong at the foot of the mountain."

"OK." Mo Xiaoyun also likes aunt Qiong and her cooking. He knows, but fanmuqingqing will definitely have a meal when he goes to Aunt Qiong's house! He couldn't help being greedy at the thought of those delicious dishes.

After greeting Hua Qinghe, Mu Qingqing took Mo Xiaoyun to the foot of the mountain.

There are fewer tiles on the roof of the old house made of bricks and tiles. Mu Qingqing drives by himself, takes Mo Xiaoyun this way, and sends the bodyguards of the old Chinese school to take care of Hua Qinghe at farmhouse.

"Sister, should we buy some gifts for Aunt Qiong?" Mo Xiaoyun suddenly thought of some rules he usually saw at Ren Xinru's house. People who came to visit always had to bring some gifts. So he naturally thought of buying a gift for Aunt Joan.

Muqingqing smiled and said, "don't worry about buying gifts. Aunt Qiong is more short of money than gifts. I'm ready."

Mo Xiaoyun nodded thoughtfully. The conditions of aunt Qiong's family are obviously not as good as those of Mu's family. Giving money is the right way. He thought about the moxiao river again and murmured, "it's the 15th today. I don't know what the weather is like on the island."

"Yi -" the harsh brake sound sounded, and Mo Xiaoyun's little brain almost hit the windshield.

"Ouch." Mo Xiaoyun sat still in shock and looked at Xiang muqingqing with some surprise.

"What are you talking about? Today's 15th?" Mu Qingqing looked at Mo Xiaoyun in shock, August 15th?

"Yes, how did the master react so much." Mo Xiaoyun looked at her wrongly and didn't know what he had done wrong.

"August 15th..." Mu Qingqing's hands couldn't grasp the steering wheel, and the eyelids of his two eyes were still jumping. She only felt the voices around her become ethereal, because she suddenly remembered that if today was the last life, it would be the death day of Aunt Joan.

She flustered untied her seat belt, got off and stood by Aunt Qiong's fish pond, looking at the brick house in front of her with her legs soft. Close your eyes and search aunt Qiong's house all over. I really didn't see Aunt Qiong's figure.

"No, no, it's a cliff!" Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and shed tears. Her eyelids were still jumping, which vaguely made her realize that it had something to do with aunt Qiong. Mu Qingqing hurried back to the car, fumbled for his seat belt and tied it in a hurry.

"Master, what's the matter?" Mo Xiaoyun didn't know it and looked at her in a confused way to restart the car.

The start was too fierce, and Mo Xiaoyun leaned back. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and began to look for Aunt Qiong near the cliff.

"Master, master, what's the matter with you?" Mo Xiaoyun noticed something wrong with her. Why did he suddenly become so flustered?

"Aunt Qiong... Aunt Qiong is in danger. Don't ask. Sit still. I'm looking for her." Mu Qingqing was grabbed by him. It was inconvenient to drive, so he had to explain to him in a hurry.

Smelling the speech, Mo Xiaoyun grasped the handrail and looked around with wide eyes. He wondered, well, what danger could Aunt Joan have? And how does Mu Qingqing know aunt Qiong is in danger? Mu Qingqing has become so strange.

The fierce mountain wind blew, and the shadows of trees covered the land under their feet. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes and looked at the wheel prints in front of the dirt road. Her eyes penetrated the staggered tree roots and messy coffins, and finally found aunt Qiong's figure.

Aunt Qiong's body had flown to the edge of the cliff in a parabola. There was nothing under her body to stop her from falling. She could only fall down the cliff in despair and helplessness.

"Aunt Qiong -" Mu Qingqing screamed with wide eyes. She completely forgot that she was still driving. At the moment, she stepped on the accelerator and wanted to catch up with aunt Qiong. The car jumped from the high cliff and drove straight down in the direction where Aunt Qiong fell. Mu Qingqing's mind became blank, and the surrounding scenery began to change. The green trees became green, and there was only blue left in the sky.

Vaguely, she seemed to see a warm yellow light in the dark night. It was the scene of her coming home after her self-study at night. She seemed to hear aunt Qiong say kindly in her ear, "Qingqing, you're back."

When she felt loveless at Mu's house, aunt Qiong always patiently accompanied her. Even if she didn't speak, she could give her a lot of spiritual comfort.

Every night after self-study, aunt Qiong won't let her hungry at home. Sometimes, without pocket money, aunt Qiong will secretly deduct more than ten yuan from her salary. Aunt Joan is so good that she can't seem to change the track of her last life.

Still, as always, there is no way.

Mu Qingqing's tears were dried. She closed her eyes and was ready to accept the fact that cars were destroyed and people were killed. Since nothing can be saved, let's go with Aunt Joan.

This life is a gift from God.

Before the car fell on the top of the mountain, Mo Xiaoyun quickly untied his seat belt, opened the door and jumped out.

The sound of birds screaming came from the silent valley. There was only a dull sound, and dust and smoke were rolled up at the bottom of the valley.

On the cliff, a man and a woman looked at Aunt Qiong's body and immediately backed down the mountain. The white SUV hovered on the mountain road, busy escaping from this terrible place.

Under the cliff, Mu Qingqing sat on the car floating in the air and slowly opened his eyes. She's not dead?

Mu Qingqing opened the door and looked down. It turned out that she was floating with the car. Close your eyes and look up. It's Mo Xiaoyun who opened the spaceship and saved her with the air flow in the center of the spaceship.

Wait, that muffled sound just now

Mu Qing's heart cooled and murmured out of the car, "aunt Qiong..."

Down the airflow, she couldn't wait to run down the smoke Center.

In the middle of a pile of rubble, aunt Qiong lay on the stiff stone. The blood under her body slowly soaked the land and couldn't move.

"Aunt Qiong!" Mu Qingqing's eyelids finally stopped jumping, and tears from the corners of her eyes trickled down her cheeks.

On the spaceship, Mo Xiaoyun wiped the sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, he let the spaceship follow to city a, otherwise he would die today.

"It's dangerous." he held the disc in the center of the spaceship, his face flushed.

"Xiao Yun, come down quickly and save aunt Qiong." when Mu Qingqing touched the blood under aunt Qiong, she was about to collapse. Only she was saved, but Aunt Joan

"Qing... Qing." the blood on Aunt Qiong's mouth flowed down her chin. Her face was covered with dust and her eyes were a little lax.

Muqingqing picked her up and held her shoulder. The whole person cried. "Aunt Qiong, didn't you agree not to come to the cliff? Why did you come? Why didn't you listen to Qingqing..."

At this moment, Mu Qingqing only felt that her heart was broken. She thought it could be avoided. Unexpectedly, aunt Qiong still forgot her instructions and went up the cliff without authorization.

This is her dearest and most beloved Aunt Joan. How could she be willing to let her leave

Why did the best person to her end badly. She can't figure it out.

"Ya... No... cry." aunt Qiong said weakly, intermittently and in a very low voice. "Yes... Life."

Mo Xiaoyun knelt beside aunt Qiong and closed his eyes to check aunt Qiong's health. His eyebrows were frowned tightly. Unexpectedly, the air flow was still late. When Aunt Qiong fell, she still hit the ground. The air flow of the spacecraft only played the role of leaving a whole body for Aunt Qiong.

"Xiaoyun, do you have a way?" Mu Qingqing knew that Mo Xiaoyun was the one who knew medical skills here. She placed all her hopes on Mo Xiaoyun.

Mo Xiaoyun looked at Mu Qingqing and shook his head. A pair of dark eyes overflowed with blue tears.

"Master, I can't." Mo Xiaoyun's tears fell down. He was very painful. If he still has a power, aunt Qiong still has some help. Unfortunately, his blood is distributed to moxiao river. If you want the power to come back, you can only exchange blood with moxiao river.

Mu Qingqing bit her lips tightly, and blood trickled from the corners of her mouth.

Mo Xiaoyun took out some medicine from his backpack and fed it to Aunt Qiong.

Seeing this, Mu Qingqing's eyes rekindled hope. She asked, "aunt Qiong still has help, right?"