Don't mess with the rich girl

Early the next morning, MuQing woke up, put on the dress prepared by Su Cuiyun, washed and went downstairs.

"Qingqing, can you see the results today?" Mu Anren stood beside the car in his shirt, trousers and standard work clothes, smiled and became a coachman for mu Qingqing, and opened the door.

"Yes, Dad, are you busy in the morning?" Mu Qingqing can't wait to see Mu Anren's achievements.

Mu Anren looked down at his watch, frowned slightly, and then flattened it again. "I have to take a look at my daughter's graduation ceremony."

Mu Qingqing smiled. The wind brushed her dark hair. She stroked the hair in front of her eyes behind her ears.

Mu Xiaoyou follows behind Mu Qingqing, feeling resentful. It's still this broken car. Is mu Anren reluctant to drive a good car now?

"Xiaoyou, what are you thinking?" Mu Anren couldn't help wondering what muxiaoyou was thinking when he saw muxiaoyou walking with his head down.

"Nothing." Mu Xiaoyou replied angrily. Looking at Su Cuiyun standing in the distance staring at her, she slightly restrained her little temper, lifted her mouth and got on the car.

Mu Anren closed the door and walked to the main driving position. He was in a good mood.

There are few cars on the road. Mu Qingqing looks at the surrounding scenery. She remembers this road for a long time. She will walk here from school and school. The sky in summer will be very blue. Occasionally, there are a few cotton like clouds to decorate it. When she looks up, she will always feel very beautiful. I'm leaving the city in the twinkling of an eye. It's impossible to see the 14-year-old sky in the future.

When people are alive, the weather is different every day. When they are angry, the beautiful scenery will flow away from the bottom of their eyes. When they are happy, the beautiful scenery will float in front of them. No matter whether the mood is good or bad, the scenery seen today is different from that seen yesterday. Even if the things missed this year are done next year, they will no longer be the mood and scenery of this year.

Mu Qingqing leans her head against the backrest, and her posture is not comfortable. Mu Xiaoyou is a little away from her and doesn't know what she's thinking.

"Xiaoyou." Mu Qingqing turned her head and could just take the outline of Mu Xiaoyou's eyebrows and eyes into the bottom of her eyes. She shouted in a low voice. She didn't know what it was like at the bottom of her heart.

There was a trace of intolerance in her heart about what was about to happen. She admits that she can't be cruel to her sister Mu Xiaoyou.

"Why?" Mu Xiaoyou said angrily.

"Today is my graduation ceremony. I feel very happy that you can accompany me." Mu Qingqing said in a warm voice, as in the previous life, feeling moved.

Mu Xiaoyou lowered her head and frowned. The fingers of her hands kept drawing circles, and she hesitated.

"There are two years left for your graduation ceremony, and I will come back to attend it." Mu Qingqing promised Mu Xiaoyou that she had no intention of breaking her promise. In love and reason, she felt that people were mutual.

"Oh." Mu Xiaoyou was a little upset and answered casually.

"Xiaoyou, you should be a good man. Whether your grades are good or not is secondary. The main thing is to learn to be a man first." she was soft hearted and couldn't help but make a voice to remind her, in a sincere tone.

Mu Xiaoyou's eyes were a little flustered and soon calmed down again. Su Cuiyun said that even if it is found, it should be vigorously denied.

"You, what do you mean? You mean I can't be a man?" in the invisible right corner of Mu Qingqing, Mu Xiaoyou grabbed the cushion of the sofa and his palm was wet.

"You are my sister. I just hope you don't go astray." Mu Qingqing turned her head and looked out of the window. Her tone was very light, not even a hint of warning.

"All the children of the Mu family are innocent and upright. In the era when your grandfather beat devils, they would rather break their heads and blood than be traitors." Mu Anren couldn't help interrupting when he listened to the two sisters chatting.

"Dad's right." Mu Qingqing agreed with Mu Anren's view and couldn't help echoing it.

"Oh." Mu Xiaoyou grabbed the handle and didn't dare to reveal anything else to Mu Qingqing. She was just nervous and always felt that Mu Qingqing had found something.

There was silence in the car. Muqingqing saw that muxiaoyou had shaken a little, so she stopped persuading,

After a few days of hanging needles, MuQing Qingxian felt that his body had become vain, and he was still a little light when walking. After getting off the bus, I felt that my breathing was not smooth. Muqingqing's fingertips gently stroked his dress, white shirt, black skirt, long hair tied into horsetail, which is a normal student dress.

"Dad, I want to drink Soybean milk." wood Xiaoyou just got off the bus and suddenly opened his mouth.

"OK, you can buy a drink for your sister and you two can drink together." Mu Anren took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a 50 yuan RMB to her.

Mu Qingqing's hand against her skirt trembled slightly, but she still couldn't persuade Mu Xiaoyou

Looking at Mu Xiaoyou's appearance of trotting all the way, Mu Qingqing is dejected at the bottom of her heart. Can it be said that watching her lose a girl's self-esteem in full view of the public is a very refreshing thing for mu Xiaoyou?

The feeling of shivering in the crowd in the previous life, Mu Qingqing can think of as soon as she closes her eyes. What kind of feeling of despair is it when a person takes off his clothes and stands under the crowd and is criticized? Does Mu Xiaoyou really not know?

"Dad, I'll go first. I'll be late for a while." Mu Qingqing smiled calmly, greeted Mu Anren, and turned to the school gate.

"That's OK. I'll take Xiaoyou in later." Mu Anren said with a smile.

Mu Qingqing raised her feet and walked to the school gate. Looking up, she saw a big red banner on the campus, which said: warm congratulations to Mu Qingqing, a 2001 graduate of our school, who won the first place in the middle school entrance examination of city a with 736 points!

The white Song typeface is striking, and Mu Qingqing hooks the lip corner. This result is within her expectation, but the No. 1 in the middle school entrance examination is not. She thought it would be nice if she could enter the top ten at most. Unexpectedly, history has been rewritten.

Soon, Mu Xiaoyou bought soybean milk and ran into the campus. Mu Anren was worried that she had hit other students, so he chased her to the school gate.

However, Mu Anren soon stopped. Because of his height, he could see the striking banners on the campus at a glance. His proud daughter is the number one in the high school entrance examination in city a!

Before, I wanted to wait for the release of the list and find a relationship to let Mu Qingqing enter sandaokou middle school through the back door. Now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.

It's too late for the school to let her pick this achievement. Where can I use him to trust relationships everywhere!

Pride, pride, honor. Complex emotions are intertwined, and Mu Anren quickly moves towards Mu Qingqing.

"Qingqing, is that your name written on the banner?" this surprise is really too big. Mu Anren is a little worried. If it's empty, won't he lose face?

"The whole third day of junior high school, I didn't see anyone with the same name as me." Mu Qingqing opened his mouth lightly, but one hand deviated. Soybean milk didn't spill on her, but wet Mu Xiaoyou's clothes.

"Ah!!" Mu Xiaoyou screamed. The soybean milk was just opened. The temperature was very high. The material of her skirt was very thin. The soybean milk burned her.

"Xiaoyou, why didn't you hold it?" Mu Qingqing naturally understood what was going on in his heart, and his face was calm.

Mu Xiaoyou stares at her angrily. The soybean milk cup is obviously thrown at Mu Qingqing. It must have been deliberately thrown back by Mu Qingqing. However, she has no reason to blame Mu Qingqing. Su Cuiyun's plan has failed

"Xiaoyou, is it hot?" Mu Anren was about to bow his head, but mu Qingqing pulled Mu Xiaoyou's arm.

"Dad, go to the classroom and sign for me. I'll take my sister to the dressing room to change clothes." Mu Xiaoyou has grown up, and the thin material has become a little transparent. She blocked the wet mark for mu Xiaoyou, not to embarrass her.

"Good." Mu Anren nodded approvingly. With his eldest daughter, he didn't have to worry too much.

Mu Xiaoyou bit her lips with hatred, and her eyes were Yin Ao. Damn it, she didn't succeed!

"So hate me?" Mu Qingqing asked stiffly.

"What? Sister, what are you talking about?" Mu Xiaoyou's heartbeat missed a beat. How do you feel that Mu Qingqing is not the same as before.

"That cup of soybean milk, you are going to pour it on me." Mu Qingqing said calmly.

"How could it be? I didn't hold it firmly, which made me wet all over." Mu Xiaoyou twisted the cloth in front of him, and the juice of soybean milk was still hot.

"Don't pretend. Mom told you to do this. I heard you chatting outside last night." Mu Qingqing stared directly at Mu Xiaoyou's eyes and didn't intend to give her a chance to escape her sight.

"You... What are you talking about?" Mu Xiaoyou looks away with some fear. For the first time, Mu Qingqing feels weak and incompetent, which makes her afraid.

"Next, you're going to take me to the dressing room to change so that I can put on the rotten clothes you have prepared. As long as it's time to salute the flag raising ceremony, I'll lose my face in front of the teachers and students of the whole school." Mu Qingqing told me the plan discussed by Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun.

Mu Xiaoyou looked at her in amazement, and a trace of fear flashed through her eyes.

"I'm your sister, you're really going to do it like this?" Mu Qingqing's tone took a hint of cold, which was the feeling of being cooled to the heart by Mu Xiaoyou's behavior.

"Sister..."

The door of the dressing room has been closed. The two sisters are standing in the dressing room. Muqingqing takes out the rotten clothes hidden in the corner by muxiaoyou and throws them in front of muxiaoyou.

"What else do you have to say?" Mu Qingqing looked at Mu Xiaoyou coldly, and there was no ordinary warmth on his face.

For clothes that look intact on the surface, the thread ends on both sides have already been cut to connect only silk threads. As long as you raise your hand and exert a little force, it will collapse from coat to skirt.

"Elder sister, I didn't do this, and the clothes aren't mine." Mu Xiaoyou turned her eyes and refused to admit it.

"Well, you should find your clothes." Mu Qingqing gives way and asks Mu Xiaoyou to find your clothes.

Mu Xiaoyou twisted the water on his clothes, took another suit of clothes from the shelf on one side, and then changed it.