Don't mess with the rich girl

Muqingqing looked back at his wardrobe. It's not good to be in such a stalemate again. Even if Xiaoyun left, the living people still have to live well. Otherwise, how can it be worthy of Xiaoyun's value of giving up his life to save him.

Bai jiaoniang didn't stay at Mu's house. The small shop in the town was very busy. She also saw Mu Qingqing close her eyes and came to deliver clothes herself.

"I'll be here on time tomorrow. You should dress well. If someone asks where you bought your clothes, remember to give me a publicity." Bai jiaoniang patted Qingmu on the shoulder, took her small satchel and dodged.

Mu Qingqing drank aunt Qiong's hot porridge and only felt warm in her stomach. Secretly took a look at Mu Xiaoyou's current situation. It's really like what Xiao Yun said. It hasn't faded at all. It seems that it's really going to wait seven days.

In muxiaoyou's room——

"Mom, I don't want to go tomorrow..." Mu Xiaoyou is holding a mirror in his hand. The mirror touched by his dark hand is full of black spots. His face is surprisingly black.

"No. your grandpa will come tomorrow, and they will certainly give the little bitch a red envelope. If you don't go, your grandpa won't give you money. Youyou baby, this ink just makes your skin look black. Wearing black clothes and masks tomorrow won't affect our quiet beauty." Su Cuiyun tossed Mu Xiaoyou's wardrobe and wanted to find her a suitable coat, but it was all bright colors.

"How about this one? It's purple and has a neckline. The neck can also be covered." Su Cuiyun found a purple coat with a darker color, which can barely cover Mu Xiaoyou's neck. Fortunately, this season is autumn. Even if Mu Xiaoyou wears two clothes, he won't appear abrupt in the crowd. "Be sure to wear a scarf. If they ask you, you say you have a cold and are afraid of the cold."

"No -- I don't --" Mu Xiaoyou threw the mirror in her hand aside, which was no less than ten mirrors she had fallen in recent days.

She really can't stand the strange eyes of others looking at her and the criticism of others.

"Xiaoyou..." Su Cuiyun was carrying purple autumn children's clothes, and she hated the man more and more. It was her that made Mu Xiaoyou look like this.

"I won't go anything. You like money so much. Go. You ask grandpa for money!" Mu Xiaoyou looked very impatient and grabbed his hair in a very bad mood.

"What are you talking about?" Su Cuiyun covered Mu Xiaoyou's mouth and looked warily at the door. "Youyou, why don't you think of your mother so much!"

The child is becoming more and more willful. Su Cuiyun can't help feeling annoyed.

"Mom didn't do it all for you. Do you think mom likes money?" Su Cuiyun locked the door of Mu Xiaoyou's room in a hurry, and his voice was as low as possible. "I tell you, after the champion wine is finished, she will move to Zhaoxi city. You have to stay in the town to study. At that time, your father will not care about our mother's life and death. He will only care about Mu Qingqing. Why do you think your mother asks you to ask your grandfather for money now is all for you to live in a better house and take a more elegant car early in the future. If you like your grandfather , you don't have to work hard in the future. As long as you have a sweet mouth and say more words to please your grandfather, you can have everything you want. You can live better than muqingqing. "

Mu Xiaoyou grabbed her hair and hung her hand powerlessly on the table. She raised her eyes and looked at Su Cuiyun. A pair of black eyes had a little brilliance. "Really... Can you live better than muqingqing?"

"Of course, your grandfather is much richer than your father's poor man. I dare not say anything about your grandfather. In particular, he is very concerned about his future generations. No matter what it is, he won't completely ignore the future generations' life and death." Su Cuiyun vowed.

"But... My face is like this. If Grandpa sees it, he will not like me." Mu Xiaoyou stares at his black hands. At the bottom of his heart, he wants to make a show on Mu Qingqing's champion wine and climb the relationship, but he doesn't want to be seen as the ugliest side.

"You're mistaken. Youyou, your grandpa hates gossipers, but one thing, if you do well, Mu Qingqing, even if he is the No. 1 scholar in city a, will be despised by your grandpa as a drowning dog." Su Cuiyun knows the old man's character like Mu Anren. What they have in common is that they hate fighting.

Su Cuiyun whispered to Mu Xiaoyou. After that, Mu Xiaoyou's originally irritable mood suddenly cleared the clouds and saw the sun.

When they have a plan, they don't worry that the Mu family will take Mu Qingqing as the glory of the Mu family. At that time, Mu Xiaoyou inherited the Mu family and deserved it.

Gradually there was a sound of laughter in the room. Mu Xiaoyou went to the wardrobe and carefully selected his clothes. Su Cuiyun also found a bib and tried to give Mu Xiaoyou one by one.

Mu Yichen always ran out these days, but since Mu Qingqing didn't eat last night, he didn't run out. Instead, he stayed at home honestly for a day. Seeing Mu Qingqing eating in the dining room, he took a thick book and put it in front of Mu Qingqing.

"Elder sister, are you all right?" looking at Mu Qingqing's face, Mu Yichen thought that Mu Qingqing's anger might have disappeared.

Mu Qingqing slightly hooks her lips. Just now she saw that Mu Xiaoyou was angry and fell off the mirror. She was not so bad and smiled at Mu Yichen. "Don't worry about me, talk about this."

Two matchmakers with simple strokes are drawn on the open book. Mu Qingqing doesn't understand what Mu Yichen's sketch wants to express.

"Sister, I want to play this game with my master. It's a simple boxing game." Mu Yichen's face is full of smiles. He accidentally touches his hair and smiles like a flower.

"Jane? Bitch?" when Mu Qingqing heard these two words, he suddenly thought of Su Cuiyun's scolding her, and couldn't help wondering.

"Simple Jane." he didn't mean to curse, but mu Qingqing thought too much. "By the way, sister, the master said he wanted to promote the game. He asked me how many shares I wanted. I don't understand this. Do you understand?"

Mu Qingqing gave a little meal with the hand of the spoon. The master of Mu Yichen didn't know what it was. He didn't even know his age. What if he took the game to him?

"Yi Chen, do you know where he comes from?" the game is also written with the contributions of Mu Yichen, and her creativity. If Mu Yichen wants less shares, the future account will be lost by a thousand miles.

Mu Yichen shook his head.

"I don't know anything about stocks, so I want to ask you first when I come back." after all, Mu Qingqing's sister has a good idea. If it weren't for mu Qingqing's support, he couldn't successfully write this little game.

"When the champion wine is finished, I'll go to the Internet cafe with you and I'll talk to him." Mu Qingqing feels that she can't speak clearly in a few words. It's better to let her, who is actually 26, meet the so-called master and know the actual situation, so as not to deceive Mu Yichen.

"Dear sister!" Mu Yichen was so excited in his heart. He really wanted Mu Qingqing to accompany him to the Internet cafe. He was worried that his dear sister had become the number one in city a and didn't want to set foot in such a dark place again.

In reality, he spent his sister's belly with a villain's heart.

"Yi Chen, would you like to give me a share if my sister asks you?" Mu Qingqing asked in a low voice. She wants to know if Mu Yichen is the kind of ungrateful white eyed wolf who doesn't recognize people after using it.

"Give me, give me how much I want!" Mu Yichen has just two sisters. He doesn't know how good Mu Qingqing is to him. He won't let his sister do it in vain for the small profits of a game.

Mu Qingqing's heart was comforted and his face was smiling.

"Tomorrow's champion wine, you remember to dress formally." Mu Qingqing knows that Mu Yichen always likes to dress casually at home, but tomorrow is a more formal occasion, and she doesn't want her family to be discussed by others.

"Don't worry, sister, I'm measured. I haven't moved the suit my father gave me the year before last." of course, it's also because the wood family is poor and has no chance to wear that formal suit again.

"There will be many opportunities to wear it in the future." Mu Qingqing hopes that Mu Yichen's sunshine can be maintained all the time, and his future life will be better and better day by day.

The next morning, Mu changed his dress and waited for mu Anren to drive home to pick them up.

The weather is still a bit thin. The sun is neither thin nor thick. It sprinkles on the road full of roses, making people feel like a fairy tale. Of course——

We have to get rid of Mu Xiaoyou's noise and Su Cuiyun's chatter.

"Mom, you wear sunglasses for me!" Mu Xiaoyou wears a long skirt, not purple, but a green skirt deeper than Mu Qingqing's green, as if to compete with Mu Qingqing.

"Wearing sunglasses is impolite." Su Cuiyun is also very tangled. If he wears these sunglasses, he will certainly make the old man unhappy, but if he doesn't wear them, the skin around Mu Xiaoyou's eyes is as black as charcoal. Su Cuiyun hesitated whether to give the old man respect or let Mu Xiaoyou cover his ugliness.

Mu Xiaoyou simply robbed the Mohist school from Su Cuiyun's hand and firmly covered the black skin on his face.

The scarf is white, so is the mask, except that the sunglasses are black. At first glance, I only think that Mu Xiaoyou may be a big star armed to the teeth, so I'm afraid of being recognized.

Mu Yichen wore a small dress. The black coat seemed a little short, but it didn't affect his sunny face.

"Mom, am I handsome?" Mu Yichen drew an eight character on his chin, picked his eyebrow and smiled at Su Cuiyun.

"Shuai." Su Cuiyun wanted to take off the Mohist school on Mu Xiaoyou's face. He didn't look at Mu Yichen and replied perfunctorily.

Mu Yichen couldn't help but take back his hand and cough.