Don't Provoke Princess

At present, most of Mu An's furniture were brought by the Mo family. It could be said that the reason the Mu Family could have a foothold in the Zhaoxi City was all because of the Mo family. Mo Liming introduced him to a lot of customers and also gave him a lot of connections. Mu Anren was very grateful and also very diligent in maintaining their relationship.    

    

But she didn't know if Mu Xiaoyou's actions this time were intentional or not, and perhaps she would become a talisman for the Mu Family.    

    

Of course Mo Liming wasn't so petty, but at the moment, Mo Liming was the only reason why his business contacts were willing to work with Mu Anren. Once this matter was leaked, outsiders would not simply think that the young master of the Mo family was scalded, but they would also wonder if Mu Anren and Mo Liming were on bad terms. In order to curry favor with Mo Liming, they will trigger a series of butterfly effects.    

    

"Dad, I really didn't do it on purpose." Mu Xiaoyou stared at the ground and said submissively.    

    

Mu Anren looked at her, "Get up."    

    

Seeing that her attitude of admitting her wrongs wasn't bad, Mu Anren didn't want to say anything else. After staying in the hospital for so long, he had spent a lot of effort to deal with Mo Xiaohe. However, Mu Anren wasn't sure if his suggestion would work on Mo Xiaohe. After all, Mo Xiaohe was only a teenager.    

    

"Alright, alright, go to sleep." Mu Anren waved and left her room.    

    

In the hospital, Aunt Qiong stayed in Mu Yichen's ward, taking care of Mu Yichen with Mo Xiaohe.    

    

Mo Xiaohe sat on a chair in the corridor outside. He understood what Mu Anren meant. The injury to his hand had nothing to do with Mu Family.    

    

However, he felt that Mu Anren was worried too much. The Mo family wasn't such a petty person, and they wouldn't change anything just because of his injury.    

    

The door of Mu Qingqing's ward was opened. Mo Xiaoyun stuck his head out and looked at him. "Brother Mo."    

    

Mo Xiaohe stretched out his hand to stroke his little head and asked with a smile, "Xiao Budian, why aren't you resting at this time?"    

    

Mo Xiaoyun opened the door completely and walked out. He took out a bottle of blue liquid ointment. This is a medicine for burns. It's very effective. "    

    

Mo Xiaohe received it and stared at the blue paste. He asked, "Did you make this medicine yourself?"    

    

"Yes, Master told me to find it for you." Mo Xiaoyun whispered.    

    

The corner of Mo Xiaohe's mouth curled up. He was actually quite concerned about Ye Zichen.    

    

"Tell her to come find me at the safe passage. I have something to tell her." Mo Xiaohe held the small piece of ointment in his hand, stood up and walked towards the safe passage.    

    

After a while, Mu Qingqing came over.    

    

"Speak, what is it?" Mu Qingqing asked.    

    

"Your father didn't even know the trafficker. Did you remember wrongly? That trafficker is not a relative of yours." Mo Xiaohe asked seriously.    

    

"I'm not wrong, he's a distant relative of our family, but he's a relative of my mother's. It's normal for my dad not to know him." Mu Qingqing said with certainty.    

    

"What are you going to do next?" The traffickers had already been caught, and the truth would soon be revealed.    

    

Mu Qingqing paced back and forth for two steps before she asked him thoughtfully, "Is there insufficient evidence from the traffickers' side?"    

    

Mo Xiaohe nodded and added, "We shouldn't have taken you guys with us at that time. We should have left them at the scene of the crime."    

    

"There weren't that many at the time. I don't have any plans now. If the police station released them for insufficient evidence, I don't think it would be a problem." Mu Qingqing had been thinking about Mu Yichen being kidnapped by the traffickers these two days. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the punishment for Old Third and his gang being in prison was too light.    

    

"You want to seek revenge on your own?" Mo Xiaohe could always understand her thoughts.    

    

"They caused my brother to become like this, shouldn't I seek revenge?" Mu Qingqing asked.    

    

"Good will always be rewarded, evil will always be rewarded. It's not that I don't want to repay him, it's just that the time has not come yet. If you attack them and they find you for revenge in the future, is there any meaning in continuing the cycle? " Mo Xiaohe stared at her.    

    

"Endure a blade on my head. I will endure today, and endure tomorrow. In the future, every day, there will be a blade hanging over my head. If I don't die soon, I will not be able to forget it." Mu Qingqing retorted sharply.    

    

"Are you a one-celled bamboo?"    

    

"What do you mean?" Mu Qingqing did not understand.    

    

"Boat." If the traffickers were sentenced, what would you endure? " Mo Xiaohe asked her with a smile.    

    

Mu Qingqing frowned in thought and chose to remain silent. Mo Xiaohe didn't understand the grudge in her heart, and he didn't know the hardships she had gone through, so he didn't have the qualifications to persuade her.    

    

"There's nothing to talk about this day. I'm going back to the ward." Mu Qingqing turned around and was about to leave.    

    

"Qing, maybe your previous life wasn't so good. But if you live in the present and live your life with the memories of your previous life, you won't be happy. " Mo Xiaohe knew what she was thinking, but he didn't want Mu Qingqing to do anything beyond what he knew.    

    

Stopping in her tracks, Mu Qingqing retorted, "What if I have to live my entire life according to the trajectory of my previous life? Then should I have followed the will of heaven and deserved to suffer? "    

    

Mo Xiaohe was stunned for a second and asked her: "You know what will happen, why didn't you avoid it?"    

    

She couldn't avoid it! Mu Qingqing walked forward gloomily, not even bothering to pay attention to him anymore. If he could avoid it, Mu Yichen wouldn't end up like this.    

    

As Mu Qingqing had expected, the trafficker was acquitted for lack of evidence.    

    

When she learned of this news, Mu Qingqing was sitting on the sofa at home, holding a diamond necklace with a dazzling luster. This was a New Year present from Beauty Bai , and it had only just landed in her hands today.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, is the soup ready?" Mu Qingqing turned to Aunt Qiong.    

    

"Not yet. Stew a little more." Aunt Qiong was mopping the floor and taking a look at the time. The time for making the soup was still too short. It would only become thicker after a long time. Mu Yichen liked to drink the soup that was thicker.    

    

Beauty Bai had already started her business. Now, the clothing store under her name was bustling with business. The factory was also busy taking delivery of the goods and making orders.    

    

After Mu Yichen was injured, it was undoubtedly the best news for Mu Qingqing. Unfortunately, she wasn't happy at all. It was because Mu Yichen's eyes had yet to find a suitable cornea.    

    

"Qing Qing, I heard from the old doctor in the village that there's a side to the eye treatment. I'll go back and ask about that side to you another day." Aunt Qiong thought of the famous doctor in the village.    

    

Mu Qingqing drooped her head dejectedly. She could not blame herself for disbelieving the prescription, but she could only blame it on Su Cuiyun for giving her all kinds of prescription after her eyes became blind. She did drink quite a lot of those bitter pills, but none of them worked.    

    

"Oh yeah, two days ago, there was a guy called Zhan Yufei. He said he was your classmate and wanted to know when you were going to register at the school. I told him you were hurt and in the hospital. Qingqing, is that your classmate? " Aunt Qiong thought of the boy who came to find Mu Qingqing at her doorstep two days ago and quickly explained the situation to him.    

    

"Zhan Yufei?" Mu Qingqing asked hesitantly. How did he find his way here?    

    

"Yes, that's the name. This boy is quite handsome. "You speak in a gentle and refined manner." Aunt Qiong thought of Zhan Yufei's gentle and amiable appearance and her affability level shot up.    

    

"What else did he say?" Hearing Aunt Qiong praise him like this, Mu Qingqing's heart was filled with a wave of unknown anger. The impression Zhan Yufei gave Aunt Qiong was too good. But was he really that kind of person?    

    

"He told you to call him when you came back. It seems like your school report came out and he got it for you." Aunt Qiong threw down her mop and walked to the coffee table in the living room. She took out a piece of white paper with a phone number written on it from the drawer.    

    

Mu Qingqing took the phone number from Aunt Qiong and stared at it. It really was his home phone number, exactly the same as in his previous life.    

    

"I know." Mu Qingqing glanced at it and then threw it on the tea table.    

    

"Qingqing, why didn't you call back?" Aunt Qiong couldn't help but worry a little when she saw her cold attitude. As a worldly person, she still hoped that Mu Qingqing would communicate with her classmates more, so that she wouldn't become an introverted person and cause her to choke to death.    

    

"Yichen can't leave for three months. It's not like I'm going to school, I just got a useless school report card from him when I called. It would be useless if I called." Mu Qingqing giggled.    

    

"Girl, it's not polite not to call back like this." Aunt Qiong glared at her reproachfully.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, aren't you afraid that I'll be abducted by a boy? "What if that boy isn't as good as you think he is?" Mu Qingqing didn't want to talk to Zhan Yufei, so it was impossible that she would call him back. Instead, she wanted to tease Aunt Qiong.    

    

"You're not the kind of girl who can be taken away by a boy easily. Aunt Qiong is very accurate in her judgement. The boy from that day looks like one of those good kids with outstanding knowledge. You're modest, so there's no harm in making friends with a boy like that." Aunt Qiong complimented Mu Qingqing in an especially considerate manner, gave Zhan Yufei a good evaluation, and even opened her mouth to support Mu Qingqing and Zhan Yufei in making friends.    

    

But Mu Qingqing didn't think so. She wanted to say, Aunt Qiong, you really misjudged me this time.    

    

Zhan Yufei really wasn't the kind of person to make friends with. And she, in her previous life, was indeed the kind of girl who was casually taken away by Zhan Yufei. She didn't want to make a move on Zhan Yufei before taking Su Cuiyun down.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, the soup is ready. Quickly go and have a look." Mu Qingqing pointed at the kitchen and quickly moved away from Aunt Qiong.    

    

"Right, right, Tang!" Aunt Qiong turned around and walked into the kitchen. The soup was milky-white and the stew was very rich. She filled the thermos with hot soup, and really was too distracted to think about Mu Qingqing.    

    

Mu Qingqing crumpled the phone number on the tea table into a ball and threw it into the trash can.    

    

Answer Zhan Yufei?    

    

In his next life!    

    

He must have taken his revenge hard enough to let him have a taste of being betrayed.