Don't mess with the rich girl

"Anren, he chose me." Su Cuiyu didn't want to hear her disturbing words, so she directly announced the result of her choice.

Su Cuiyun paused and looked up at the cloudy sky. She was wearing a white flower skirt today. Her remarkable temperament was very different from that of Su Cuiyu. Even if she didn't speak, she could make people feel a kind of quiet and distant beauty. She was silent for a long time.

"Good." Su Cuiyun's mood suddenly became depressed. She slowly turned her head. She wanted to say to Su Cuiyu that if only one of the sisters can get happiness, let the little sister of the Su family get these happiness.

However, when she looked back, a ferocious and dark black dragon like a devouring black dragon opened her mouth and rushed at her in an instant. She instinctively raised her arms to protect her upper half face, but her jaw was burned by the black liquid splashed over.

"Ah..." Su Cuiyun knelt on the beach in pain, screaming in pain. She realized that the liquid was... Sulfuric acid.

"You've been better than me since childhood. Your parents loved you and spoiled you. They gave you everything they could give you at home. But what did I get?" the surrounding air was like condensation. Su Cuiyu's glass bottle was empty and leaked a lot on the sand. Seeing that Su Cuiyun only hurt her chin, she felt the rope prepared in advance from the sack behind her, Ruthlessly strangled Su Cuiyun's neck.

She gnashed her teeth and said in the breathless Su Cuiyun's ear, "you love to pretend to be noble. Mu Anren is blind to see you. Our two sisters grew up together. Don't you think I don't know that you pretend to be noble? It's their fault that those people are blind and have only your gentle appearance in their eyes."

"Sister, it's really a disaster to have twins. Obviously, I'm the only perfect person in the world. But I let my mother give birth to you, a redundant bitch. Rob me of everything. All the good things in the family are yours. Don't I deserve those? Ah?" Su Cuiyu's strength gradually loosened, and she pulled the rope away bit by bit.

She looked down at Su Cuiyun, who had fainted. She was cruel and decided to make a quick decision.

After taking off Su Cuiyun's shoes, she changed her clothes, then dragged the sack behind her and put some effort into Su Cuiyun.

It seemed that someone was looking at the port. Before she could tighten the opening of the sack, she dragged Su Cuiyun to the sea.

"Hello..." there came a distant and misty cry from the port. Su Cuiyu was shocked and sweated. She looked at the sack and felt it was not right. She took off the bag and ran to the shore quickly.

People on the other side of the port saw her running away and didn't chase her.

Su Cuiyu looked back at the seashore of the vast sea. In the twinkling of an eye, she couldn't see Su Cuiyun. Her plan was so successful.

……

After listening to Hua Qinghe's narration, Mu Qingqing can roughly guess what happened later. Su Cuiyu ran back to Mu's house, pretended to be su Cuiyun, and then lied that she was attacked by Su Cuiyu. Later, Su Cuiyu jumped into the sea and committed suicide.

Only the close friends of the Mu family and the Su family knew what happened in those years, so they kept it completely hidden. The reason why aunt Qiong didn't know was that Su Cuiyu didn't tear off her mask immediately after she went back, but pretended that Su Cuiyun stayed at ease.

Hua Qinghe dried his tears, turned his head to Mu Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, the things of the previous generation can't involve you."

Mu Qingqing stared into her eyes. She believed every word Hua Qinghe said. However, Hua Qinghe did not agree with this sentence.

"The things of the previous generation have brought disaster to the next generation. You can bear it again and again. You can bear such a wolf heart and dog lung." Mu Qingqing tightly grasped the wooden frame on one side and his hands turned red.

Hua Qing and he were stunned.

"You can't do this. I'll come." Mu Qingqing stood up. The early autumn wind was neither cold nor hot. Strings of bright green grapes were hung on the grape rack, but the fruit was still small, which was very much like her initial plan.

Her slim figure became a scene in the yard of the Hua family. Old Hua stood on the balcony and watched their mother and daughter talk from a distance. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if in some kind of meditation.

Hua Qinghe pulled Mu Qingqing's wrist and asked her anxiously, "what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand." Mu Qingqing's cold hand covered the back of Hua Qinghe's hand. "Come with me, I've rented a house."

Now let her call Hua Qinghe's mother. She's very uncomfortable and won't call at all.

Hua Qinghe looked at her hesitantly and looked at the balcony of Xianghua's house with concern. She shook her head and refused: "your uncle Hua is so kind to me that I can't leave like this."

Mu Qingqing frowned and asked, "what's the relationship between you and uncle Hua?"

This is very important. She needs to know how much Hua Qinghe knows about China.

"He was the benefactor who saved my life. He also had difficulties in those years. After he saved me from the sea, we held a wedding." Hua Qinghe's eyes dodged, and she added: "however, we never crossed, just a nominal husband and wife."

Mu Qingqing pondered for a while. How did she feel that Hua Lao was very thoughtful, but she was different from Hua Qinghe?

"Leave him." she made a decisive decision. Since he and Hua Lao are just nominal husband and wife, there is no need to get involved again. Besides, Hua Lao's water is deep enough, and it's not worth Hua Qinghe to stay with him again.

Hua Qinghe hesitated, "Qingqing, I still owe him a lot."

"You don't owe him anything. You've been in China for more than ten years and have done volunteer work for him for so many years. Besides, it's fair that he saved your life and you solved the problem of family marriage for him." Mu Qingqing told Hua Qinghe in a clear and orderly way, and that's how it happened.

"How do you know it's because of family marriage?" Hua Qinghe was slightly surprised. She didn't say it was family marriage.

"It's not important." Mu Qingqing put on her mask again and continued to add: "the important thing is that I can finally come back to me after thinking about my relatives for so many years."

Hua Qinghe looked at Mu Qingqing attentively with a pair of gentle eyes like starlight. What she said is not wrong. They are relatives.

"I'll tell Uncle Hua to pack your bags. Let's talk about it when we get home." MuQing straightened up and asked Hua Qinghe to pack his bags.

Home

Hua Qinghe felt warm in her heart. After so many years, she finally began to look forward to the word home. She nodded and agreed to her daughter's request.

After discussing with Hua Qinghe, Mu Qingqing stepped into the living room of the Hua family and brought a cup of warm tea upstairs from the tea table. She went to the balcony and looked at the lonely and dark back of Hua old, and suddenly understood the reason why he left Hua Qinghe.

"Take her away, I agree." old Hua seems to be ready already. He turns his back to Mu Qingqing. Although he can't see his expression, there is a sense of vicissitudes in his words.

"Thank you." Mu Qingqing said coldly.

Old Hua sighed.

This sigh, Mu Qingqing naturally, when he is regretting. She still handed the tea to Hua Lao with a stiff tone. "You saved her and me. I won't tell her about those things."

Old Hua raised his right hand and motioned her to stop talking.

"Take care. Do it yourself." Mu Qingqing turns around and leaves. In the future, no matter what happens to Hua Laofu, she will not take the initiative to report, but she will not help him.

The corners of Hua's mouth rose slightly. The Yellow haired girl was very principled.

Mu Qingqing opens the door of Hua Qinghe's room. She holds a bag with only one set of clothes in it. It's the suit she left from the seaside of city a, a black yarn skirt.

"Can we go?" Mu Qingqing asked her.

Hua Qinghe picked up his clothes and said, "wait a minute. I'll say hello to Lao Hua."

"HMM." MuQing cleared up her mood and helped her take her clothes.

He went to the second floor with his heart in his mind. Hua Qinghe stood at the entrance of the stairs with a frown and looked at Hua Lao's back and worried.

"Qinghe, you haven't eaten yet. Can you cook dinner before you go?" old Hua turned slowly and looked at her with a generous smile.

"Ah, good." Hua Qinghe readily agreed.

"I want to eat the sour radish duck soup you made." old Hua ordered what he wanted.

"OK, I'll go shopping now." Hua Qinghe turned and wanted to go down.

"I'll ask someone else to buy it and you can talk with me for a while." old Hua sat down on the sofa and picked up the cup of tea that muqingqing had poured him before.

Hua Qing stopped at his feet and didn't worry about it. In this moment, he sat down with Hua Lao.

Old Hua asked the bodyguard downstairs to buy the raw materials needed by Hua Qinghe. After telling him, he made a pot of new tea.

"It's been sixteen years and your child has grown up." Hua Lao's face always shows a friendly smile during the gossip.

Hua Qinghe nodded, "I'm old, too."

"Qinghe, there's something I've always wanted to ask you." old Hua always wanted to know about it.

"You said." Hua Qinghe looked up at him.

"If you let go of what happened 16 years ago, can you do it?" old Hua doesn't know what happened to Hua Qinghe, but he knows that Hua Qinghe has resentment in his heart, not against others, but against himself. She usually works very hard and does things very seriously. That kind of serious and desperate strength is more like self abuse. She hid everything in her heart and never told anyone else for so many years. If Mu Qingqing hadn't forced her like this, I'm afraid I don't know when she would tell those things.

Hua Qinghe thought about it, looked at him gently like a star, and said from the bottom of his heart, "I can't do it."

Hua Lao suddenly realized that he nodded and murmured, "that's right."