Don't mess with the rich girl

She tilted her head and fell beside the bed. Like a little fan obsessed with male gods, her eyes were full of the advantages of moxiao river. She didn't realize how much she liked moxiao river.

The soft sunshine sprinkled into the room. Moxiaohe reached out and pulled her into his arms. His strong arm wrapped around her neck and branded a good morning mark on her smooth and full forehead.

The wood is clear and sweet.

After washing, moxiaohe took Mu Qingqing to the first floor of the hotel for breakfast. He took her hand and walked to one side of the seat.

"Nearby hospitals need to make an appointment and queue up. It would be better to go early. Which one are you going to?" Mu Qingqing is not familiar with the imperial capital and doesn't know which hospital here is better. He can only ask moxiaohe.

"In the center of the city, eat first." moxiaohe touched her head and spoiled a small cage bag in her bowl.

"In public, you..." Mu Qingqing clenched his teeth and reminded him to pay attention to the influence.

Moxiaohe took back his hand and ate breakfast with her.

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Zhaoxi Mujia.

The family is making vigorous preparations for mu Xiaoyou's marriage, including dowry, furniture, quilt and everything. Because the elder sister of Mu Qing Qing has cancelled his registered residence, which is equivalent to a dead man in the wooden family. So Anren has only a small daughter.

In order not to lose the face of the Mu family, the Mu family discussed with the Zhan family, and the two families did it together. How many betrothal gifts are given by Zhan family, and how much is given by Mu family in dowry. In this way, the Zhan family will not lose face, but also show the demeanor of the Mu family. But for one thing, Mu Xiaoyou is the future heir of the Mu family. After marriage, she will not occupy the home, nor can she take children at home. She has to study, and she has to take an undergraduate, graduate and doctoral examination.

Zhang Qin is very angry at this request. Her new daughter-in-law has to stay at her mother's house before she enters the door. Can she have some prestige as a mother-in-law. But Zhan Chenghong readily agreed, and she couldn't say more.

In the dowry, Mu Xiaoyou had some objections, but Su Cuiyu asked her to restrain her mind. In the future, the industry of the Mu family will belong to her, which made Mu Xiaoyou stop the idea of making a big noise.

The wedding banquet venue was chosen in Shenghao Hotel, which is a leading enterprise in the hotel industry of Zhaoxi city. Mu Anren had a good relationship with the owner of the hotel. He didn't say anything when he knew that the Zhan family chose the hotel.

The invitations of the wooden family have been sent out. Now we just need to wait for the ceremony.

In order to cover up Mu Xiaoyou's protruding pregnant belly, Su Cuiyu contacted a shop specializing in custom-made wedding dresses. It is said that the reputation is good and the quality is guaranteed. After you measure it over there, it will be delivered to your door.

It was Bai jiaoniang and her assistant who provided door-to-door service.

On this list, she likes the name Mu Xiaoyou. Wood family.

"Didn't you open a shop in city a? How did you come here to make a wedding dress?" Su Cuiyu was helping Mu Xiaoyou comb her hair. When she caught a glimpse of the spirited woman standing at the door, she was a little confused.

"Hello, I'm Xiaobai, assistant wedding dress designer of Bai jiaoniang brand." Bai jiaoniang took the lead in saying hello and stared at Mu Xiaoyou.

The girl has not seen for several years, but has grown up a lot, and her eyes are more and more full of the feeling of judging the situation. It's like her mother.

"Xiaobai, ha ha." Mu Xiaoyou laughed at the name.

"Xiaoyou, what are you laughing at?" Su Cuiyun tied her hair and looked at her daughter in the mirror.

"Mom, that's the name of Yufei's Teddy dog." laughter echoed in the bedroom, and Mu Xiaoyou's belly hurt faintly.

Bai jiaoniang looked at her with a black line on her forehead. The assistant behind her looked at her and felt that the daughter of the family was really impolite.

"Oh, that dog is honored to have a name with me." she is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others. Bai jiaoniang alleviated her embarrassing situation in a few words.

"We've made the clothes, Miss Mu Er, let's try?" Bai jiaoniang turned around, took a large handbag from her assistant's hand and took out a gorgeous white wedding dress.

Su Cuiyu was stuck in her throat. She looked at Bai jiaoniang. He was just a tailor before. How can he talk so choking?

"What second lady? Miss Mu is Miss mu. Can you speak?" Xu was stimulated by the word "two". Su Cuiyu seemed to fry the pot and criticized Bai jiaoniang again and again.

"Where's your Xueba daughter?" Bai jiaoniang looked left and right. Naturally, she didn't see Mu Qingqing's thin figure. She also knows that Mu Qingqing is gone.

"Dead." Su Cuiyu remembered that when Mu Qingqing was admitted to sandaokou middle school that year, Bai jiaoniang came to make clothes for her. No wonder this one would call Mu Xiaoyou so. "All right, all right, Xiaoyou, go and try on your clothes to see if they fit."

Mu Xiaoyou stares at Bai jiaoniang with a very uncomfortable look, and she also responds to the word "two". Mu Qingqing is dead. Why don't people regard her as the boss of the family?

"You go out, I'm going to change my clothes." Mu Xiaoyou naturally won't forget that there is a child in her stomach. Besides, it's disgraceful. The outside world is already in a state of gossip. She doesn't want to be hated by her grandfather again.

"OK." Bai jiaoniang respected her privacy and took her assistant out.

Inside, Mu Xiaoyou took off her pajamas and asked Su Cuiyu lazily, "Mom, does this woman know Mu Qingqing very well?"

She is sixteen years old. Her thoughts and ideas are very different from those a few years ago. Her naive ideas have disappeared in several love struggles.

With the identity of the future heir of the Mu family, which classmate doesn't think highly of her when she goes out?

The little tailor is very powerful and speaks like a thorn. But Bai jiaoniang's attitude is not like deliberately finding fault. For a time, Mu Xiaoyou really couldn't understand Bai jiaoniang's idea.

"It's about making two clothes, whether she's familiar or not. All you have to do now is follow your grandfather's wishes and behave well. It's really cheap. That bastard surnamed Zhan." Su Cuiyu was holding a dreamy wedding dress in her hand. Somehow, a trace of loss crossed her mind.

What a beautiful wedding dress!

Unfortunately, she didn't hold a wedding or wear a wedding dress. Now she can only touch and have a look.

Muxiaoyou gathered up the light wedding dress, and the waist line moved up a lot, so it wouldn't highlight her belly, and outsiders couldn't see her pregnant belly. She touched the yarn of her skirt and looked at her slightly bloated body in the mirror. She was upset.

How did you conceive the wrong child?

"Mom, he's your son-in-law now. Don't hurt him here." Mu Xiaoyou reminds Su Cuiyu that even if he doesn't like Zhan Yufei, it's already a matter of cooking cooked rice.

"I don't know which wicked ghost is behind it, but it has fulfilled your wish." the entertainment news almost plunged Mu's stock. In order to keep the Mu family's reputation, Mu Xiuqin and Mu Anren discussed privately, and the best result is public relations. It's no use how Su Cuiyu disagrees with their marriage..

At first Mu Anren disagreed. He really didn't like Zhan Yufei bullying his daughter to this point. But mu Xiaoyou can't stand it. Besides, it's not entirely Zhan Yufei's fault. It's also wrong for mu Xiaoyou not to study well.

However, Mu Xiaoyou's grades are still passable. In this way, Mu Anren doesn't worry about her academic problems.

"Yufei is very kind to me, so don't nag." Mu Xiaoyou stared at Su Cuiyu impatiently.

After tying the streamer behind Mu Xiaoyou, Su Cuiyu doesn't want to tell her those bad things.

"It's OK. This dress covers your stomach well." Su Cuiyu nodded and praised, "my daughter is so beautiful."

"Yes, I was born to you." Mu Xiaoyou took over.

"There are also toasting clothes and dinner clothes. Take them off and try these two sets." Su Cuiyu took out the bright red toasting clothes from one side of the box.

"Mom, I'm so tired. I'll try again tomorrow." she's pregnant now. Su Cuiyu will make do with anything.

"No, the ceremony will be held in a few days. There are still many guests coming these days. Youyou insist." Su Cuiyu was afraid that she could not be busy, so she had to let Mu Xiaoyou try on her clothes first.

"Then put it here and I'll try it myself." Mu Xiaoyou drooped his eyelids and felt tired.

"Be obedient, mom is not free tomorrow, and your father will come back. If he knows these things haven't been done well, he can't tell what to say." Su Cuiyu frightens her with Mu Anren.

"He's so kind to you now, how can he say anything." Mu Xiaoyou doesn't believe this. Since Mu Qingqing's accident, Mu Anren is getting better and better for Su Cuiyu. He's obedient. There's nothing to say about her.

Su Cuiyu put on a toast suit for her. It really can't be delayed. "Don't delay, you are already a 16-year-old girl."

In fact, Su Cuiyu also felt that Mu Anren was different from her, but she vaguely understood what was going on in her heart. Maybe it's the guilt for my sister, trying to make up for her.

Recently, Su Cuiyu always had the same nightmare. As like as two peas in what they are dreaming of, one says that what she does is right, and the other says that what she does is wrong. Two Two faces as like as two peas and Su Cuiyun, each time he was exposed to a cold sweat. From time to time she would think of her sister who had been thrown into the sea.

But Su Cuiyu couldn't stand it. Mu Xiaoyou put on the toast clothes reluctantly. For the sake of beautiful clothes, she reluctantly accepted it.

Su Cuiyu remembered that Bai jiaoniang had not left, so she quickly stepped downstairs and said hello to her.

"The clothes fit well. You can go." Su Cuiyu saw her standing in front of muqingqing's portrait, lit incense and folded her hands towards her portrait.

This scene deeply stimulated the string at the bottom of Su Cuiyu's heart.