Don't mess with the rich girl

Sure enough, Mu Xiaoyou's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction, as if he was getting up.

The picture in her mind suddenly changed. Su Cuiyun punished herself by kneeling on the edge of the stool at home and whipping herself with a long belt. At the same time, Mu Xiaoyou's bored voice came synchronously.

[I know I hate alcohol and dare to cook lees and poached eggs at home. See how mom will kill you later!]

Mu Xiaoyou took it out of Mu Qingqing's hand and smiled reluctantly.

"It's dad's food, sister. I'm hungry. I'll go down first. Hurry up." Mu Xiaoyou still wears cotton pajamas, yawns and walks lazily downstairs.

Mu Qingqing stares at Mu Xiaoyou's back. Just now, she almost wants to slap Mu Xiaoyou, not only for the hatred of love in previous lives, but also for the terrible and hateful idea just now! When did it start?

Before there was no cheating in the previous life, his sister was still a clever and lovable little girl. If she hadn't been reborn at this time point and had some incredible abilities, she really wouldn't know that her lovely and lovable sister had such an ungrounded idea.

After standing at the door of her younger brother Mu Yichen's room for a while, the voices of Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou came to Mu Qingqing's ears. She hurried to her room.

"Mom, my sister got up early in the morning to cook lees and poached eggs. It's disgusting!" Mu Xiaoyou ate Mu Qingqing's porridge. She was angry and couldn't help muttering to Su Cuiyun.

"Faint, mother will spray perfume in a moment, good baby is not angry." Su Cuiyun took Ki Kiyoshi's back and comforted her intimacy.

"Mom, you don't care about her. If she cooks that ghost thing every day, I can't stand it." a chopstick fell on the table. Mu Xiaoyou angrily put his hands around his chest and frowned.

"Well, youyou baby, don't be angry. How can you get angry?" Su Cuiyun went to the kitchen again, took a pair of clean chopsticks and handed them to Mu Xiaoyou. "Good baby, mom will teach her a lesson. Don't be angry."

What a strange spoil! Mu Qingqing really understands what powerful roles Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou are. The so-called mother Su Cuiyun, in front of Mu Anren, is kind to herself, but when she turns her back to Mu Anren, she is so mean and ruthless to herself!

Clenched her fist, Mu Qingqing took a look at the time. It's already seven o'clock. It's time for her to go to school.

Mu Yichen and she are not from the same school. Being late is a common thing. But she is different. She follows the rules from small to large. She will never violate the rules of the school and let her parents worry. Mu Qingqing grabbed the exercise book by the desk and hurried downstairs.

"Dead girl, where are you going?"

Just downstairs, Su Cuiyun took a long black belt and blocked the stairs. It seemed that she had no place to spread her fire.

Mu Qingqing's face is tight. Su Cuiyun never wants to beat Mu Xiaoyou, but she is not. The place where she was beaten was definitely covered by clothes. She was 14 years old. Even if she wanted to sue her father, she didn't have the courage to lift her clothes and expose the wounds on her chest, back and thigh in front of others.

"Mom..." Mu Qingqing's body shrank involuntarily. The feeling of being afraid of Su Cuiyun for a long time made her have a subconscious reaction. This contraction, on the contrary, contributed to Su Cuiyun's arrogance.

"Dead girl, what's the matter with making you a meal? Knowing that your sister is allergic to alcohol, she dares to cook distiller's grains at home!" Su Cuiyun shouted without stopping. The long belt made an arc in the air and saw that it was about to fall on Mu Qingqing, but she flashed aside, and the long belt was tightly wrapped around the handrail of the stairs. Su Cuiyun's face looked as red as a layer of ketchup, and her anger became more and more difficult to stop.

Mu Qingqing catches Su Cuiyun's empty belt and runs to the living room on the first floor.

Who knows, just ran to the tea table that was overturned by Mu Anren last night. Mu Xiaoyou stretched out her hand and grabbed her arm firmly.

"Elder sister, what's good for you to talk to your mother." Mu Xiaoyou looked at her anxiously with bright eyes. I don't know. I thought how sensible this sister was! I'm afraid my sister's running will make my mother unhappy, and their contradiction will escalate.

However, when the skin of Mu Xiaoyou's palm touches the skin of Mu Qingqing's elbow, her real thoughts have been exposed.

[still want to run! You can't think about it!]

Mu Qingqing threw away Mu Xiaoyou's hand and couldn't even eat breakfast. She just ran quickly towards the direction outside the door.

Behind him was su Cuiyun's angry voice scolding her. But at this time, Mu Qingqing has no longer cared. She doesn't want to be bullied by Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun!

After running for about ten minutes, Mu Qingqing turned back breathlessly and finally got rid of them!

How happy!

Mu Qingqing's mouth stirred up a smile, which was the kind of smile that was successful. This victory means that in this family, the life that Su Cuiyun has been unable to fight on the ground for a long time is finally over!

She turned over! It's no longer the wood Qingqing who will only be submissive, who is beaten by Su Cuiyun and has to swallow all his grievances into his stomach!

"Let's go!" a quick bicycle bell rang behind him. Mu Qingqing regained consciousness and followed the students who went to school in twos and threes on the road.

When she arrived at the school gate, Mu Qingqing paused. She suddenly wanted to hear what Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou would say at home, so she began to try to search for the voices of Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun.

But it failed

Mu Qingqing was stunned. How could he fail? Last night I could hear voices two kilometers away. Why not now?

"Classmate, please stand next!" a voice of reminder came from the side of the body. Mu Qingqing realized that he was standing in the middle of the road at the school gate, blocking the way of many students. She hurriedly stood aside and began to try to listen to other people's voices, but she found that she couldn't hear the voices beyond the normal hearing range.

How come?

Muqingqing couldn't understand it. Seeing more and more students coming and going at the school gate, in order not to appear abrupt, she lowered her head and followed Daliu to the school.