Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Mu Qinghuan turned her head to look, only to see an empty road.

Was that just an illusion?

Mu Qinghuan shook her head and sat in the front passenger seat.

Feng Cheng suddenly lowered his dangerous eyes.

They were being watched.

However, it was as if that person did not dare to appear and would not cause any danger.

Subconsciously, Feng Cheng tightened his grip on Mu Qinghuan's wrist.

After Feng Cheng sent Mu Qinghuan to school, he went to Mo Tian and received a call from Professor Wang on the way.

"I heard that your father hasn't been feeling very well recently?" Professor Wang asked.

"Yes." Feng Cheng nodded his head, "Father's health has been quite good before. Recently …"

Recently, something strange happened.

"Remind him to watch his diet." Professor Wang sighed. "Anyway, he's your father."

"I know... "What do you want to do?" Feng Cheng laughed sinisterly, causing Feng Qin Dong's body to collapse, which meant that a new successor was about to appear in Feng Family.

The moment Mu Qinghuan entered the classroom, she immediately became the most popular person in the entire class.

"Speak honestly, who was that man just now? Also, he seemed to be very familiar with Professor Wang. Where did you go just now? That can't be right?" Shangguan Xue Wei was curious about the baby, so she threw out a bunch of questions.

"Look." Mu Qinghuan raised her diamond ring, "I'm married, he's my husband."

"I don't believe it at all. Answer my next question." Of course, Shangguan Xue Wei didn't believe it.

Would a charming man with such temperament easily get married and give up on a bunch of wild flowers?

"He was a former student of Professor Wang, we just... It was just a simple meal. " Mu Qinghuan honestly explained.

"No wonder you don't like my cousin …" Shangguan Xue Wei lied on the desk, grumbling, "My cousin is not comparable to that handsome brother at all."

Mu Qinghuan only chuckled, she did not make any comments.

After passing the two afternoon classes safely, Mu Qinghuan carried the book and walked towards the school gate while skipping.

Lin Ziyun was definitely waiting for her.

Can't be late! Mu Qinghuan continuously chanted in her heart!

Pa da, pa da.

A strange sound of footsteps came from behind him.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Pa da, pa da.

The footsteps did not stop.

Mu Qinghuan's heart tensed up, she did not know what to do.

What was going on?

Who was following her?

Thinking of that furtive look in her eyes during the day …

Mu Qinghuan's eyes widened as her fingers tightly hugged the book in her embrace, her heart tensed up.

Suddenly, there was only the sound of a collision.

And then, "Ahhh!" Screams rang out.

Mu Qinghuan frowned, and turned away!

Qian Xiaoyi fell to the ground as if she had twisted her leg. Her face was scrunched up tightly as she placed her pitiful hand on her skinned knee.

"Are you alright?" Mu Qinghuan casually asked.

The corner of her eyes opened up to reveal a strange light. Qian Xiao Ai turned her head and looked at Mu Qinghuan in a daze and then pitifully: "I fell down accidentally …" Will you take me to the infirmary? "

"I'm in a hurry …" Subconsciously nodding her head, Mu Qinghuan slowly walked over and bent down to help Qian Xiao Ai up. She whispered, "Why did you fall down?"

I just … I think I saw someone." Qian Xiaoyi frowned. With every step she took, her ankle was cramping from the pain. "Maybe I was wrong." "AHH!" "It hurts.

She reached out her hand and pressed it heavily on Mu Qinghuan's shoulder.

Mu Qinghuan was startled at first, but then looked at her with surprise: "It's so painful, can you still walk?"

"No problem, just take me to the infirmary." Qian Xiao Ai shook her head and suddenly grabbed onto Mu Qinghuan's palm. "Can you do me a favor?"

Mu Qinghuan was startled at first, but then asked her, "What?"

"Let me be your disciple!" Qian Xiaoyi's eyes lit up. "Help me plead for mercy, okay?"

"I'm just a disciple. I can't decide on this …" With an indifferent expression, Mu Qinghuan finally understood that Qian Xiao Ai was not really giving up, she was just trying to use this as an excuse to get to the bottom of the matter.

"After all, you can talk to him …" Qian Xiao Ai frowned, afraid that Mu Qinghuan would not be willing to help her, so she said, "How about this, give me Master's contact information, I'll contact him myself when the time comes."

This was the only thing that mattered in this circle. She, Qian Xiao Ai, was so young and beautiful, how could she be afraid of losing her future?

As long as they could get out, they would have plenty of money.

"Alright, I'll give you the contact details." Mu Qinghuan left behind her cell phone number and quickly turned to leave.

The feeling of being used and deceived was not good!

From then on, every time Mu Qinghuan went to the red tower, she would contact Feng Cheng.

Every time Feng Cheng had the time, he would come to pick her up.

When she was free, he actually allowed her to spend the night in the red tower. He completely trusted her last name.

Just like this time tonight …

After a night of practice, she really wanted to take a break. The Master actually used his foot to kick her. "Wake up, go cook."

"Master, what do you want to eat?" Mu Qinghuan asked reluctantly.

"Never mind, a little takeaway." The Master did not even look at Mu Qinghuan, as if he had no hope of her cooking.

"Master, you really have a conscience." That way, she could take a little rest without having to wash the dishes.

As he was eating, the master's phone rang.

He didn't know who it was, but without even looking at it, he pressed it!

Mu Qinghuan trembled. It seemed like the Master had treated her well enough, at least willing to answer the phone and scold her.

"What are you looking at?" The master raised his head all of a sudden and looked at Mu Qinghuan with a heavy gaze.

"Master... Take off your mask, you're already so familiar with it. " Mu Qinghuan muttered.

"I'll get the singing right before I sleep tonight." The master put down his chopsticks.

Poor Mu Qinghuan, over and over again, singing until her throat was hoarse, only then did she barely pass.

"Master, your requirements are really strict. But now, I feel that my syllables can be sung in a very high level." Mu Qinghuan held onto her throat, and said with a heart full of cheers.

"That's all …" You dare to show off? The master walked up the stairs in disdain and went to sleep again.

Mu Qinghuan went to the resting room next door. Before going to bed, she sent a message to Feng Cheng: Good night.

The next second, his phone vibrated.

It was a text from Feng Cheng: "Little thing, I missed you, take it and show me."

Mu Qinghuan smiled sweetly and sent him over.

But he actually emphasized: What I want to see is not the face, you know.

Mu Qinghuan's face immediately turned red, she secretly cursed him for being a hooligan, and did not reply anymore.

Feng Cheng continued to work hard: Wife, I want to see you.

Mu Qinghuan placed the phone under her pillow and ignored it.

But his phone continued to vibrate, in the end, Feng Cheng refused to give up and sent him a video invitation.

Mu Qinghuan could only accept.

"Let me see." "I want to see Little Qinghuan." Feng Cheng said with a stern face.