Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

He thought she came because she wanted him?

"Fourth Brother, I feel that we need to properly settle the debt between us." As she said that, Mu Qinghuan took a step back and completely left the encirclement around Feng Cheng. Then, she took out a cheque from her exquisite handbag that was filled with the smell of perfume.

The sum on the cheque was ten million.

"I know, Mom often takes money from you, but I don't know how much she took. I won the competition and almost earned this money, so it's kind of repay you." Without even looking at Feng Cheng's expression, Mu Qinghuan placed the cheque on the table and returned it back to him. With the addition of his high heels, he suddenly felt that he had grown a lot taller.

"So, you're here to pay me back?" His tone was full of playfulness. Feng Cheng picked up the cheque and, without even looking at it, threw it at her face.

Closing his eyes instantly, Mu Qinghuan could clearly feel his anger. After calming down for a few seconds, she opened his bright eyes and smiled as before, "That's right, I came here to return the money. What's the matter, Fourth Brother, what do you think I came here for?"

He couldn't possibly think that she was here to reunite, right?

Composite, right? Was he worthy? Suiting her to come over and reunite?

"Heh." He chuckled again and suddenly grabbed her hand. He flung her body to the side on the sofa, and then his strong body fell down.

"You — let go! Let me go! " As she struggled with her hands and feet, Mu Qinghuan suddenly regretted.

"Heh — I must tear you apart!" A beast like growl came out from her throat as Feng Cheng grabbed onto Mu Qinghuan's hair and then pressed down on her arms.

The sofa began to sway and scream.

"I don't want it! "No!"

"I can't tolerate you not …" He hadn't thought that she would personally give him a cheque. Did he think that she would win out because of his uneasiness? You don't want to owe him so much?

All of a sudden, Mu Qinghuan let out a laugh, and wrapped her legs around Feng Cheng's waist, she raised her lower jaw, her charming eyes looked at him, "You want to do it with me? But Young Master Feng must not forget to pay. "That night, you paid him. That's called hooking. Every year, you paid him. That's called a bag. What kind of game do you want to play?"

Want to play with him? I'm afraid she can't afford it.

"Just do it, don't give. You're my wife." In the end, the sofa was still too small, it was inconvenient for his to move. Feng Cheng actually embraced her body and leaned on the desk, casually pushing aside the documents that were worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and anxiously ripping apart the cloth.

"Wait a minute —!" She came over to return the money. If he let her sleep so easily, she wouldn't have the face to continue staying here.

When the time came, she would not be able to say a single word when others said that she was unruly.

"Take the money first, our relationship … "You can slowly organize them …" Just as Mu Qinghuan finished speaking, she suddenly paused, and asked in a rascally tone, "Do you want to do it first? I don't want money. "

Hearing this, Mu Qinghuan did not make a sound, and strongly turned her face away, unwilling to look at him.

This was a silent rejection. It was because she was afraid of angering him, so she didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Alright." After calming down for a few seconds, other than kissing it a few times, touching it a few times, Feng Cheng did not move it again, "Money, I'll keep it."

However, she didn't want to think that they would be even if she gave them back the money.

"Your son has recently... If you don't eat properly, you can go back and take a look. " The reason why she mentioned Xinxin was to bet that she wouldn't ignore her son.

"Lean?" Sure enough, Mu Qinghuan was emotionally moved as she asked.

"Yes, I lost a lot of weight." Feng Cheng nodded his head. This made him, who was enjoying his lunch at school, fall off his seat accidentally.

Mu Qinghuan lowered her head, planning to sneak into the school to take a look at her son. Actually, she had done the same thing before. It was just that Xinxin did not know.

After Mu Qinghuan left, Feng Cheng sneered a little, then contacted Zhang Lan, "Tonight, let's eat together, bring her along."

"Fourth Brother …" Since Feng Cheng took the initiative to call, and even called Mu Qinghuan, then no matter what Feng Cheng's motive, Zhang Lan had to interject, "My recent hands …"

"It's a bit tight, right?" Smiling, Feng Cheng was truly worried, Zhang Lan suddenly had guts, she asked for more money, but it was actually a good thing, after all, Mu Qinghuan did not have that much money to return to him.

"Hmm, is 10 million enough?" This time, Feng Cheng was unusually generous with his words.

To him, ten million was just a number. But the reason he gave Zhang Lan two million every time was because she was extremely greedy and wouldn't be satisfied with only one or two times.

"Four, Fourth Brother?" Zhang Lan looked to be in a daze, Zhang Lan did not dare to believe what she had heard, and stared blankly for a long while. Only when Feng Cheng hung up the battery in disdain, did she finally regain her senses, her eyes filled with joy, and immediately contacted Mu Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, my birthday, let's have a meal at home."

"Mom, I remember that today is not your birthday." While speaking suspiciously, Mu Qinghuan kept feeling that Zhang Lan was weird, but since her mother said that she was going back to eat, instead of staying at the hotel, Mu Qinghuan did not think too much about it.

After work, Mu Zi changed the route and drove to the Mu family. When she saw a familiar car, she was astonished and didn't know what to say.

"Miss Qinghuan is here!" A servant had already entered to report.

This kind of honor … Mu Qinghuan had never enjoyed it.

It could only be said that it was because of someone.

"Mom!" Enraged, Mu Qinghuan walked into the living room. Mu Qinghuan busied herself with cooking and prepared a table of sumptuous food, which she prepared according to Feng Cheng's taste.

She was really considerate!

"Hurry up and cook, why are you still standing there foolishly?" Zhang Lan then pulled Mu Qinghuan to Feng Cheng's side.

"I'm not going home to eat dinner. I just want to see you. I'm busy with my work, so I'll be going soon." Just as Mu Qinghuan was about to stand up, she was stopped by a few hands.

It was Zhang Lan, Mu Dashan, and the servants.

Just watch, without even needing Feng Cheng to do anything, he was already suppressed and sold out by this group of people.

"Eat before you leave." Chen Lan rolled his eyes at Mu Qinghuan. He didn't know that his daughter wasn't giving him any face at all.

"I heard that your circulation is not very good. This is 10 million yuan, it's just a small token of my appreciation." Halfway through their meal, Feng Cheng gave Zhang Lan a cheque in front of him.

Almost at the same time, Mu Qinghuan put down her chopsticks, her face pale white without blood …

He gave her cheque back to Zhang Lan, which meant that she owed him another ten million.

The reason he purposely acted in front of her was to let her know.

"Mom, how can you be short of money?" With a straight face, Mu Qinghuan reached out her hand, "You can't take this money."

"Qinghuan, what do you know? We are a family now, so it is natural for us to help each other. Furthermore, Fourth Brother is so rich, so he would not care about this 10 million. As for you, Mu Qinghuan, you are a big star now. Zhang Lan's tone was displeased. After Mu Qinghuan set out on the dao, it was natural that she would earn a lot of money, but he had never sent her any money.

"Mom, I'm at school." Mu Qinghuan tried his best to explain, but Zhang Lan refused to believe it.

"Qinghuan, you will live a good life with the Fourth Brother in the future, understand?" Zhang Lan couldn't help but advise. Where could she go to find such a rich man?

"I'm full." How could he still have an appetite?

Mu Qinghuan put down her chopsticks, got up and walked to her room upstairs, but thinking about how her room was filled with goods from Mu Meiqi, her footsteps just stopped right there.

After putting down the chopsticks, Feng Cheng walked over and held her hand, "Do you want to go to the room to take a look?"

He had long ago instructed Qin Shan to return Mu Qinghuan's room to its original state, and suddenly hoped that she would come in and take a look.