My girl,let me spoil you!

The driver turned pale with fright.

"What are you doing in a daze? Get out of the car and have a look..." Qiao said without caring!

"Yes..." the driver opened the door immediately.

"What the hell? Don't you see me? And this is a non motorized road. How can you drive here? Is it great to have money? " When Mu Qinghuan looked up, he was shocked by the license plate of Maybach. It was really a rich man's car.

"Miss, are you ok..." the driver helped Mu Qinghuan, but mu Qinghuan abandoned him.

"I'm fine, but look." With that, Mu Qinghuan pointed to the takeout on the ground. "Anyway, I almost got hit and flew. Tell your young master that he will compensate me for my loss. Oh, yes, and my spiritual loss."

Mu Qinghuan said, not afraid of anything. In the end, she can't compensate for the takeaway. If not, most of her salary will go with her.

"What's the matter?" The window is half open. Feng Cheng raises his cold jaw and looks out of the window indifferently. With only one eye, he looks at the familiar and clean water eyes.

"Mu, Qing, Huan..." a moment of absence, Qiao Wen could not believe what he saw.

Three months ago, Mu Qinghuan quietly left from Repulse Bay. According to her temperament, she thought she had completely left the city, but she didn't want to. Instead of leaving, she has been living in the urban area.

Looking at Fengcheng, Mu Qinghuan looked back as if he were indifferent to strangers. Then he picked up the car and cleaned up the takeout. However, no matter how he cleaned up, the food was still a pile of dregs in the rain.

The face is like soil, Mu Qinghuan sighed in the heart, how to explain with the guest, estimate, will be a curse.

"Miss, this is our young master's compensation to you..." the driver raised a pile of banknotes.

"Oh, your young master is very good!" Mu Qinghuan is not stupid. He takes the pile of money, takes almost three times the price, and then returns the surplus.

Although the driver was in an accident, he took the money back and handed Mu Qinghuan an umbrella. "This umbrella is our young master..."

"The money is compensation for my loss, so I'll take it. As for the umbrella, please take it back! Thank you, but no need! move out of my way! Don't stand in my way In this way, Mu Qinghuan driving a small electric donkey, Xiaoxiao left, disappeared in the street, as if never appeared.

"Young master, the lady didn't want this umbrella..." the driver came back.

"It's OK. Drive." When the car window was raised without any trace, Feng Cheng glanced out of the car with a touch of complexity in his eyes.

"If I hadn't met her just now, I would have thought that she was no longer here. Unexpectedly, she was still in the city." Qiao's face is full of smiles. Mu Qinghuan is not her rival. In the past three months, although the relationship between her and Fengcheng has not been like in the past, she is always special in his eyes.

Besides, Mu Qinghuan left Fengcheng because of her!

Therefore, Qiao Wen has a chance to win and stay in Fengcheng!

"Today, I'm going to Repulse Bay!" Joe asked suddenly.

"I advise you not to." Fengcheng tone light, "my son does not like."

"Xinxin just doesn't like me for the time being, but not all the time." Since my heart can accept Mu Qinghuan, why not accept her?

Moreover, Qiao wennuan wants to enter Repulse Bay... Another purpose is to establish a relationship with Fengcheng.

But in the past three months, he has never touched her.

"My son doesn't like... Just wait." Seal the city to emphasize this sentence!

……

Mu Qinghuan re delivered the takeout, and after some explanation, the guest still understood and didn't give her a bad comment.

It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. MuQing is really hungry, so he bites the steamed buns and rides back to the hotel.

Just after work, Mu Qinghuan received a call from her mother.

She now this number, also only two people know, one is the mother, there is a sun Ziyang.

But Sun Ziyang didn't contact her as much as he could, and didn't get to her in person, so for a moment, everyone thought that she left muqinghuan.

"What's the matter, Ma?" Mu Qinghuan is walking with her mobile phone.

"Do you have a loose hand recently? There's something wrong with the beauty salon on my side. I need some money to turn around. " Every time Zhang Lan asks for money, she puts the beauty salon on her lips. To Mu Qinghuan's surprise, uncle Mu is good to her mother and will not give her money. But why, mother always says that money is not enough.

"Mom, my job is stable, but the money is only on probation in the first two months..." those companies pay the rent almost, don't mention the extra money. Mu Qinghuan sighs, "Mom, what's the difference? Can't uncle Mu help? "

"In fact, your uncle doesn't know that I have a beauty salon, and I don't want him to know it and give him trouble. Well, give me as much as you have. " Said selfishly, Zhang Lan also explained, "so few days did not come out to eat, you take less together."

"Mom, he's too busy these days to spare time." Did not say to move out of the matter, Mu Qinghuan just explained that she is not competent for the position of president, so left QC.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Zhang Lan immediately heard something wrong and turned to contact Fengcheng.

"To eat?" I'm afraid it's not eating, but asking for money in disguise. But this time, Fengcheng still nodded and promised to go out for dinner as before, but the premise was, "will she come?"

"Of course, Qinghuan is here. I contacted her just now." Zhang Lanmei Zizi said, as long as the city is willing to give money, it is easy to do.

"What time is it?" Then he glanced at time.

"Six o'clock." As soon as Zhang Lan saw that it was almost five o'clock, he gave the time of six o'clock and didn't want to disturb Fengcheng.

Unexpectedly, Fengcheng said, "now."

"..." although Zhang Lan was surprised, she didn't dare to show it and immediately arranged the dinner.

In the private room.

Zhang Lan has been waiting for Fengcheng for a long time. Almost everything on the table is according to the taste of Fengcheng.

Push open the door of the private room, seal the city, untie the button of the suit, widen the shoulder, sit down gracefully and reserve, then look up quietly.

In addition to Zhang Lan, Mu Qinghuan hasn't arrived yet.

Seeing the displeasure of Fengcheng, Zhang Lan explained, "Qinghuan, she's already on her way. She says she'll be there soon."