Don't mess with the rich girl

"You take the money. I often go on business and want to eat your dishes when I come back. You can buy vegetables with the money, and don't worry about rent and water and electricity." Mu Qingqing can't take the money, and she doesn't need Hua Qinghe to compensate. The important reason why Hua Qinghe is here is that she doesn't want to participate in the affairs of the Chinese family, so as not to be fishy.

"Are you used to living here?" Mu Qingqing also cares about Hua Qinghe.

"Habit." Hua Qinghe is very easy-going. She has been very satisfied to be with her own daughter since she left the Hua family.

"There are many scenic spots nearby. If you feel bored, you can go out more." Mu Qingqing has no time to accompany Hua Qinghe recently. She just hopes Hua Qinghe can be happy.

"No, I've found a handicraft workshop nearby. They sell embroidery. As long as they sell the embroidered products to them, they can exchange some money to support their families." Hua Qinghe doesn't want to drag Mu Qingqing so much. It's not a matter to be idle, so she went outside to find a job. This job can be taken home. She can wait for mu Qingqing to come back at home and earn some pocket money.

Muqingqing looks at the cross stitch in front of the windowsill. It's a picture of phoenix spreading its wings. It's half embroidered. "Don't work too hard. I don't worry about money."

"I can't let myself be so idle all the time. I can use my brain when I have something to do." Hua Qinghe said gently.

Muqingqing looked at the mask she was wearing on her face and said, "a friend gave me some medicine to remove scars. It's bad for your skin to wear a mask like this. Take it off at home. I don't mind."

Hua Qinghe looked at her in a daze, but he was still a little uncomfortable. She dared not look in the mirror herself. The scar was branded in her heart.

When muqingqing came back, she held two bottles of medicine from moxiaoyun. The wrinkles on moxiaohe's hands have gone. She doesn't believe that she can't cure the wound on huaqinghe's face.

"This medicine is a secret recipe handed down by a friend's family. I'll try it for you." Mu Qingqing lost his chopsticks and stopped eating noodles. He unscrewed the blue ointment.

Hua Qinghe took off his mask and stared at the blue ointment in Mu Qingqing's hand. For more than ten years, she had no hope for the injury on her face, but... Mu Qingqing cared so much about her and found medicine for her. It doesn't matter to try.

The cool ointment covered her cheek. Hua Qinghe felt that the scar on her face was itchy. She couldn't help frowning.

"Qingqing, do you have any side effects? How come I feel itchy." Hua Qinghe raised his hand and put it down again.

"Don't worry, this medicine has strong efficacy and quick effect, and there are no side effects." Mu Qingqing continued to help her smear the wound on her face and watched the skin on her face turn red bit by bit.

"But, how more and more itchy..." Hua Qinghe wanted to scratch the wound on his face, but was blocked by Mu Qingqing.

"Just bear it for a while." Mu Qingqing doesn't want to see Hua Qinghe live with a mask every day. He doesn't breathe smoothly and has low self-esteem.

Hua Qinghe frowned, but her hands were firmly grasped by Mu Qingqing. She felt her cheeks burning. Can't help asking Mu Qingqing: "am I allergic?"

"No, this medicine has a strong effect. There will be symptoms of hot and itchy skin when you are injured. Your injury has been for many years, so I have applied more ointment." Mu Qingqing applied it according to Mo Xiaoyun's words. She is confident that she can restore Hua Qinghe's face to the look of more than ten years.

Hua Qinghe looked unnaturally at shangmuqingqing. Seeing her look of expectation, she had to endure the itching symptoms on her face.

"The wound actually doesn't hurt anymore. You're so busy on business and still thinking about me." Hua Qinghe feels very warm in his heart, but he's embarrassed to let Mu Qingqing do so much for himself.

"My relatives are right beside me. I don't care about you. Who cares about you?" Mu Qingqing is also Huaqing Hesheng's, and she still remembers this few family affection in her heart.

Suddenly, a scab the size of a nail fell off the back of Hua Qinghe's hand. She felt that the temperature on her cheek gradually fell down and began to become cold and comfortable.

"This..." Hua Qinghe picked up the scab from the back of her right hand with her left hand and realized that it fell off her face. She looked at Mu Qingqing strangely.

"Just wait a little longer." Mu Qingqing has seen that the skin on her face is slowly healing, and scab removal is the best verification.

"My face... Can really be cured?" Hua Qinghe also understood that the itching on her face was because the wound was healing. She applied muqingqing medicine and it worked so quickly?

The scabs on her face fell down bit by bit. Mu Qingqing painted all the medicine she had brought back. At this moment, she was excited to see the obvious changes on Hua Qinghe's face.

"The effect is very obvious. Why don't you look in the mirror?" Mu Qingqing saw that the scab on her face had almost fallen off, so he went aside and brought a towel and a mirror.

Hua Qinghe hesitated to look at her. She never dared to look at her after taking off her mask. In the face of such a real look, she felt ugly and miserable.

"Don't worry, it's recovering well." Mu Qingqing raised the mirror to her and handed her the towel.

For many years, Hua Qinghe's heart is a little stuffy. Her trembling hand extends to her cheek. It's hard to believe that the face, which was full of holes, has now become as smooth as an egg, and its appearance has returned to that of more than ten years ago.

She gently stroked the wound, which was still stained with cold ointment, "Qingqing, am I dreaming?"

"No, it's all true." Mu Qingqing handed her a towel. "It's recovered. Just wipe the ointment off your face."

Hua Qinghe's eyes are moving. She doesn't think everything here is true.

"This medicine is the secret of my friend's family. You can't tell others." Mu Qingqing told her that she must be careful about it. "I'll have a rest first."

"OK." Hua Qinghe stared at himself in the mirror, still nervous. When Su Cuiyu splashed her sulfuric acid, she felt frightened. Now the scar on her face is better, but she clearly remembers the pain when sulfuric acid burned her skin.

"Xiaoyu..." she murmured in a low voice, but her mind was very complicated.

After so many years, she came back. How are su Cuiyu and Mu Anren?

Muqingqing poured the remaining noodles into the kitchen waste. After washing the dishes, she wiped her hands clean. Finally, Hua Qinghe's wish to cure the scar on his face.

"I'll go to bed first. Good night." Mu Qingqing walks towards the bedroom. She also knows that Hua Qinghe needs time to calm down.

"Is it as like as two peas in the Qing Dynasty?" Hua asked her to ask her questions.

Mu Qingqing paused and replied, "no, the biggest difference between you and her is that you don't have that aggressive posture."

Yes, when she is under the same roof with Su Cuiyu, Mu Qingqing can often feel the compelling or unpleasant sight. Su Cuiyu's eyes only have the trivial things in front of her, and there is no money.

Hua Qinghe is more indifferent than her. No matter whether she has money or not, she can find her own position and do well in her hands without arrogance and impatience.

"Alas..." Hua Qinghe sighed deeply, but what can this represent? Su Cuiyu's thought difference led to several people's pain for more than ten years.

There are two beds in the bedroom. One was bought before. The mattress is not very soft, but it will be able to sleep. The other one is brand-new, the mattress is also very soft, like a princess bed, and a mosquito net is made. I don't know whether it was Hua Qinghe's idea or Yang Xiao's. There was a doll bear on the bed. The bedding was laid out, but it was neat. At first glance, I knew that Hua Qinghe didn't sleep in that bed.

Mu Qingqing slept at Hua's house. She knew that Hua Qinghe slept in a soft bed. These days, when sleeping on this hard mattress, she didn't know whether she would have low back pain.

She chose to lie on the bed with a hard mattress and covered it with a quilt.

Hua Qinghe was stunned for a long time. Seeing Mu Qingqing lying on the bed she slept in, she knew that she usually liked to sleep alone. The brand-new princess bed was specially selected for mu Qingqing. She was worried that she would have a psychological gap when she slept, so she slept on the sofa in the living room all night.

Early the next morning, Yang Xiao came with breakfast.

"Aunt." Yang Xiao knocked on the door, carrying two breakfast, fresh corn tortillas and soybean milk.

Mu Qingqing was more alert than Hua Qinghe. When she heard the sound, she immediately changed her clothes and got up.

After opening the door, he looked at Yang Xiao jokingly.

"Sister Qing, what gust of wind did you come back?" Yang Xiao didn't notice the strange feeling in his words. With a prick, he seemed to be angry with her.

"Mr. Yang, you are also a rare guest. What gust of wind blew you over?" Mu Qingqing was unwilling to show weakness and asked him. "Is the real estate company busy? I always run to my house."

It seems that the deputy general manager stabbed Mu Qingqing in front of him. Yang Xiao quickly explained, "I'm not trying to deliver breakfast to my aunt. She worries about you every day, and you don't call her."

"OK, thank you." Mu Qingqing simply thanked. I didn't expect Yang Xiao to come to see Hua Qinghe so warmly.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" she ran here every now and then for more than a month. She couldn't guess the purpose of Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao picked his eyebrows and said, "nothing can be concealed from you."

"My mother is sleeping. Go out and talk." Mu Qingqing looks back at Hua Qinghe, who is sleeping soundly. She went to bed so late last night. She can't be disturbed now. After putting the breakfast brought by Yang Xiao on the table, he followed Yang Xiao downstairs.

"I found the dwarf, and sister Qing became a millionaire." Yang Xiao was in a good mood and eagerly helped Mu Qingqing open the elevator door.

Dwarf, the guy who ran away with her $200 million bonus found it?