Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

The housekeeper's face suddenly became a little embarrassed and his eyes dodged.

Her little face was pale for a moment. After thinking for a while, a cold streamer flashed in her eyes, smiled and said, "it can't be... You found that I wasn't in the room when I didn't come down for breakfast in the morning?"

She carried two hands on her back, some playful, and the slender figure with light on her back showed incomparable loss and solitude.

The living room was a desolate silence.

Suddenly, Lanxi wanted to laugh.

She felt ridiculous about herself. She was worried about how to tell a lie without showing her feet. She was really not ignorant, but she was a little crazy when she was unhappy. She didn't want to say it to make her parents worry.

But now it seems that she is a superfluous.

The pale little face had no expression. She ignored them and stepped away to go upstairs.

As soon as I turned around, I saw mu Yanchen, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa since he came in. His metal Cufflinks gave off a dazzling light in the sun. His handsome eyebrows and eyes showed a cold air that people didn't dare to look directly at. At the moment, with a little laziness, he gently supported his head to the left, as if everything had nothing to do with himself.

A thorn in Lanxi's heart! It hurts badly.

"You stop!!" Mu Mingsheng opens his mouth, his anger still exists. "Do you want to just forget this matter?!"

Lanxi's small face was cold and twisted his face: "otherwise? Dad, what do you want?"

Mu Mingsheng was very angry again.

"You're going to review your lessons at home from today. You're not allowed to go anywhere!" stop your feet first.

"I don't!" she refused coldly.

"Then go to a cram school and let Yan Chen pick you up every day. I'm at ease!"

"I don't want it!"

"Try another no!" Mu Mingsheng poked his crutch on the cashmere carpet angrily, pointed to her and trembled slightly. "Take a good look at yourself. You are also my Mu Mingsheng's child. Yan Chen has lived alone abroad for more than ten years and hasn't bothered your aunt Mo! What about you? It's almost uneducated!!"

Ill bred.

These four words, like steel bars, pierced into her heart and made her flesh and blood blurred!

Lanxi's eyes were almost dripping with water, biting his lips and sternly retorting, "don't compare me with him! I was born by my mother as your wife. Unlike him, you stole it. Who do you say is ill bred?"

In a word, Mo Ruqing's face turned white!

Mu Yanchen sat quietly on the sofa, his deep eyes slowly opened, and a cold light flashed across.

"You... You..." Mu Ming reached the peak of her anger and suddenly wiped her crutch against her side face. "Bang!" she fell out. The broken vase debris splashed her. She screamed a little, shrunk her shoulders and trembled with pain.

The sharp vase rubbed her face, and a trace of scarlet blood seeped out.

Mu Mingsheng slapped her angrily, and the fierce palm wind was about to blow on her face!

Lan Xi quickly bit his mouth to bleed.

A big palm suddenly leaned out to stop Mu Mingsheng's hand, clenched it tightly and stopped him!

Mu Yanchen didn't know when he came to her, and his deep eyes were bright and dark.

He was tall and straight, his aura was strong and cold, and his eyes gazed down at Mu Mingsheng, quiet and steady.

"She's still young," his cold eyes were stained with a trace of scarlet at the moment, but his voice was still mellow and calm, "don't solve the problem like this."