Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

The driver turned pale with fright.

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Hurry up and go take a look …" Qiao Wennuan said without a care!

"Yes, yes, yes …" The driver immediately opened the door.

"What the hell is this? Didn't you see me? "Besides, this is a non-motorized road. How can you drive here? Does it matter if you have money?" When Mu Qinghuan looked up, wow, wow, wow. She was immediately scared silly by the Maybach license plate.

"Miss, are you alright …" The driver helped Mu Qinghuan, but was pushed away by Mu Qinghuan.

"I'm fine, but look." Then, Mu Qinghuan pointed to the takeout food on the ground, "No matter what, I was almost knocked flying and told your young master, his compensation for my losses. Oh right, there's also my spirit loss fee."

Mu Qinghuan boasted shamelessly, she did not seem to be afraid of anything. In the end, she was not going to compensate for these takeout products, if not, she would have followed her for half a month's worth of salary.

"What's going on?" Half-opened the window, Feng Cheng raised that grave and stern chin of his and indifferently looked out. Just one glance was enough to meet that pair of familiar, clean eyes.

"Mu, Qing, Huan …" After a moment of absent-mindedness, Qiao Wennuan could scarcely believe what she was seeing.

Three months ago, Mu Qinghuan had quietly left from the Shallow Bay. According to her personality, she had thought that she had completely left the city, but who would have thought that not only did she not leave, she had also been living in the city.

After looking at Feng Cheng for only a second, Mu Qinghuan retracted her gaze, as if she was looking at a stranger who was cold and detached, she accepted her fate and lifted up the carriage, then cleaned up the takeout food a little, but no matter how she tidied it up, under the rain, all that food was still reduced to a pile of dregs.

With a face as ashen as dirt, Mu Qinghuan sighed in her heart, how should she explain things to the customers?

"Miss, this is what our young master paid you …" The driver held up a stack of bills.

"Oh, your young master seems to be pretty good!" Mu Qinghuan was not stupid, she accepted the stack of money, took out almost three times the original price, and returned the excess money back.

Although the driver was surprised, he took back the money and politely handed over an umbrella to Mu Qinghuan. "This umbrella, is for our young master …"

"As for the money, consider it as compensation for my loss, then I will accept it. As for that umbrella, please take it back!" Thanks, but no thanks! Get out of the way! Don't block my takeout! " Just like that, Mu Qinghuan proudly drove her little electric donkey and left elegantly, disappearing from the street as if she had never appeared before.

"Young master, that young lady doesn't want this umbrella …" The driver turned back.

"No problem, drive." At the same time, Feng Cheng glanced outside the carriage with a complicated look in his eyes.

"If I didn't meet her just now, I would have thought that she wouldn't be here anymore. I didn't expect that she would still be in the city." A mere Mu Qinghuan was not her match. In these three months, her relationship with Feng Cheng, although it wasn't as it had been in the past, in his eyes, she was still special to him.

Furthermore, back then when Mu Qinghuan left Feng Cheng, it was all because of her!

Therefore, Qiao Wennuan had the chance to win and stay by Feng Cheng's side!

"Today, I will go to the Shallow Bay!" Qiao Wennuan suddenly asked.

"I advise you not to." Feng Cheng said indifferently, "My son doesn't like it."

"Xinxin just doesn't like me at the moment, and it's not like he always does." Since Xinxin could accept his, why not accept her, Qiao Wennuan?

Furthermore, Qiao Wennuan wanted to enter the Shallow Bay … There was another goal, and that was to establish a relationship with Feng Cheng.

But in the last three months, he had never touched her.

"My son doesn't like it... "Let's wait a little longer." Feng Cheng emphasized his words!

Mu Qinghuan sent her the takeout food again, and after hearing the explanation, the customer understood, and did not give her a bad evaluation.

It was already 5 in the afternoon. Mu Qinghuan was really hungry, so she bit a bun and rode her bike back to the hotel.

It was only when she got off work that Mu Qinghuan received a call from her mother.

With her current number, only two people knew about it. One was her mother, and the other was Sun Ziyang.

But Sun Ziyang tried his best not to contact her, and did not pick her up before anyone else. Thus, for a moment, everyone thought that she, Mu Qinghuan, had left.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Mu Qinghuan held her phone as she walked.

"You haven't been able to relax lately? On my side... Something has happened at the beauty salon and we need some money for the job. " Every time Zhang Lan extended her hand out to ask for money, she would always ask for money from the beauty salon. What made Mu Qinghuan curious was that Uncle Mu treated his mother really well, and would also give her money.

"Mom, although this job of mine is stable, the money is not. The first two months were only a probation period …" Those companies almost paid the rent, not to mention the extra money, Mu Qinghuan sighed, "Mom, how much are you lacking? Can't Uncle Mu help? "

"Actually, your uncle didn't even know that I had a beauty salon, so I didn't want him to know that I was giving him trouble. "How about this, just give me as much as you have." As she continued speaking, Zhang Lan also explained, "It's been so long since you last came out to eat. Bring Young Master Feng along."

"Mom, he's been too busy lately. She definitely won't have time to spare." Not mentioning moving out, Mu Qinghuan only explained that she was not qualified to be the CEO, so she left QC.

"Did something happen to you guys?" Zhang Lan immediately sensed that something was amiss and contacted Feng Cheng.

"Eating?" However, this time, Feng Cheng was the same as before. He nodded and agreed to go out to eat, but the prerequisite was, "Will she come?"

"Of course, of course Qinghuan will come, I had contacted her just now." Zhang Lan said happily. As long as Feng Cheng was willing to pay, everything would be fine.

"What time?" As he spoke, he glanced at the time.

"Six o'clock." Zhang Lan saw that it was almost five, so she gave six o'clock, not wanting to disturb Feng Cheng at all.

Unexpectedly, Feng Cheng said, "Now."

"…" Although Zhang Lan was shocked, she did not dare show it.

In the private room.

Zhang Lan had been waiting for Feng Cheng since a long time ago. The dishes on the table seemed to be all according to Feng Cheng's taste.

Pushing open the door of the private room, Feng Cheng unbuttoned his suit, widened his shoulders, and elegantly sat down. Then, without batting an eyelid, he raised his head to take a look.

In such a large room, other than Zhang Lan, Mu Qinghuan had not arrived yet.

Seeing Feng Cheng's displeasure, Zhang Lan explained, "Qinghuan, she's already on her way. She said that she'll be here shortly."