Don't Provoke Princess

Mu Qingqing turned back to look at her wardrobe. It was no longer appropriate for her to be in a deadlock like this. Even after Xiaoyun had left, the people who were still alive had to stay alive and well. Otherwise, how could she be worthy of Xiaoyun risking her life to save her?    

    

Beauty Bai did not stay at the Mu Family. The small shop in the town was very busy, and she had only personally come to deliver the clothes when she saw that Mu Qingqing had closed her eyes.    

    

"I'll definitely be there on time tomorrow. You must dress up. If someone asks you where you bought your clothes, remember to advertise for me." Beauty Bai patted Mu Qingqing's shoulder, picked up her small satchel and left.    

    

Mu Qingqing drank the hot congee from Aunt Qiong's bowl and felt her stomach warm up. Stealthily taking a look at Mu Xiaoyou's current condition, it really was just like Xiaoyun had said, not fading at all. It seemed like she really would have to wait another seven days.    

    

Mu Xiaoyou's room —    

    

"Mom, I don't want to go tomorrow …" Mu Xiaoyou held a mirror in her hand. Her black hand was touching the mirror which was stained with black stains. Her face was exceptionally dark.    

    

"No. Tomorrow, your grandfather and the others will come as well, and when the time comes, they will definitely give that little slut a red packet. If you don't go, your grandfather and the others definitely won't give you the money. "Darling, this ink only makes your skin look darker. Tomorrow, wear black clothes and a mask. It won't affect our serene beauty." Su Cuiyun was rummaging through Mu Xiaoyou's closet, trying to find a suitable shirt for her, but she couldn't stop looking at it in bright colors.    

    

"How about this? Purple, with a collar, and a neck that can be covered. " Su Cuiyun found a purple blouse that was slightly darker than the rest and barely covered Mu Xiaoyou's neck. Fortunately, it was autumn at this time of year. Even if Mu Xiaoyou wore two pieces of clothing, she wouldn't appear so out of place in the crowd. Make sure you keep it safe, and tie it around your neck. If they ask you, you say you have a cold and are afraid of the cold.    

    

"No — I don't —" Mu Xiaoyou threw the mirror in her hand to the side. This was already the ten mirrors she had dropped in the past few days.    

    

She really couldn't stand the strange looks people gave her, and she couldn't stand the criticism they gave her.    

    

"Xiaoyou …" While carrying the purple autumn dress, Lili started to hate 'that person' more and more. It was all because of her that Mu Xiaoyou was like this.    

    

"I won't go no matter what you say. You like money so much, so go ahead." You're asking grandpa for money! " Mu Xiaoyou had an impatient expression on her face as she grabbed her hair. She was in an extremely bad mood.    

    

"What are you talking about!" Su Cuiyun covered Mu Xiaoyou's mouth with her hands and looked at the door warily. You You You, why are you so unconcerned about your mother! "    

    

This child was becoming more and more willful. Su Cuiyun could not help but feel annoyed.    

    

"Mom did all this for you. Do you think Mom likes money?" Su Cuiyun locked the door to Mu Xiaoyou's room. She tried her best to keep her tone low and anxious. Let me tell you, after the Party for Number One Scholar is done, she is going to move to the Zhaoxi City, you have to stay in the town to study, when that time comes, why would your father care about us two, he will only care about Mu Qingqing, why do you think mom wants you to go ask your grandfather for money, it's all for you to live in a better house and sit in a more elegant car. If you please your grandpa, then you don't have to work hard anymore. As long as you have a sweet mouth and say more to make your grandpa happy, you can have anything you want. Better than Mu Qingqing. "    

    

Mu Xiaoyou grabbed her hair with all her strength and dropped her hand onto the table. She raised her head to look at Su Cuiyun, and her black eyes lit up slightly. True... Can you live a better life than Mu Qingqing? "    

    

"Of course, your grandfather is much richer than that pauper. I don't dare to say anything about your grandfather, especially when it comes to his descendants. No matter how much you argue or what, he will not care about the life and death of his descendants. " Su Cuiyun vowed solemnly.    

    

"But …" My face is like this, if Grandpa saw it, he wouldn't like me. " Mu Xiaoyou stared at her jet-black hands. She wanted to show off her skills on Mu Qingqing's Party for Number One Scholar, build relationships with her, and avoid being seen for the ugliest part.    

    

"You are wrong, You You. Your grandfather hates people who cause trouble. But there is one thing. If you do well, your grandfather will look down on Mu Qingqing even if she is a A-list City scholar." Su Cuiyun understood the old man's personality as if she knew Mu Anren. What they had in common was that they hated infighting.    

    

Su Cuiyun whispered in Mu Xiaoyou's ear. After she finished speaking, Mu Xiaoyou's fretful mood immediately became clear.    

    

Now that they had a plan, they no longer needed to worry about Mu Family seeing Mu Qingqing as the glory of Mu Family. At that time, Mu Xiaoyou inheriting the Mu Family was perfectly justifiable.    

    

Laughter gradually filled the room. Mu Xiaoyou walked over to the wardrobe and carefully chose her clothes. Su Cuiyun even found a scarf for Mu Xiaoyou to wrap around and let her try it out one by one.    

    

These days, Mu Yichen always ran outside. However, since Mu Qingqing did not eat last night, he stopped running outside and stayed at home for the whole day. Seeing Mu Qingqing eating in the dining room, he brought out a thick notebook and placed it in front of her.    

    

"Sis, are you alright?" Seeing that Mu Qingqing's expression was not angry, Mu Yichen thought that Mu Qingqing's anger was gone.    

    

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips. She was not in a bad mood after seeing Mu Xiaoyou throw a mirror in anger. She was smiling at Mu Yichen as well. Don't worry about me. Tell me about it. "    

    

There were two match people drawn on the open book. Mu Qingqing didn't understand what Mu Yichen's sketch meant.    

    

"Sis, I want to play this game with Master. It's called Jane's Boxing Game." Mu Yichen had a smile on his face. He accidentally touched his hair and laughed like a flower.    

    

"Jane? Slut? " When Mu Qingqing heard these two words, she immediately recalled Su Cuiyun's scolding and couldn't help but feel somewhat puzzled.    

    

"Simple Jane." "He doesn't have any intention of cursing me. It's because Mu Qingqing is overthinking it." Oh right, sister, the previous game that I did, master said he wanted to advertise this game and asked me how much shares I wanted. I don't understand this, do you? "    

    

Mu Qingqing's hand that was holding the spoon trembled slightly. She didn't know Mu Yichen's background, nor did she know his age. If she gave him the game to play, what if she cheated Mu Yichen?    

    

"Yichen, do you know where he came from?" The writing of this game also included Mu Yichen's hard work and contributions. She was the one who came up with the creativity. If Mu Yichen wanted to lose his share, then his future account would be completely lost.    

    

Mu Yichen shook his head.    

    

"I don't know anything, so I came back to ask you first." After all, Mu Qingqing, his sister, had a good idea. If it weren't for Mu Qingqing's support, he wouldn't have been able to successfully write this little game.    

    

"After the Party for Number One Scholar is done, I'll accompany you to the internet cafe. I'll have a chat with him." Mu Qingqing thought it would be better to let a person like her, who was actually 26 years old, meet that so-called master so that she could understand the actual situation in order to prevent Mu Yichen from being deceived.    

    

"My dear sister!" Mu Yichen was really excited. He really wanted Mu Qingqing to accompany him to the Internet Cafe because he was worried that his own sister would become the top scholar in A City and wouldn't want to set foot in such a dark place.    

    

In reality, it seemed like he was being petty with his sister's womb.    

    

"Yichen, will you give me a piece of the cake if my sister asks for it?" Mu Qingqing asked in a low voice. She wanted to know if Mu Yichen was the kind of ungrateful, ungrateful bastard who wouldn't acknowledge people after using them.    

    

"Give it to me. I will give as much as sister wants!" Mu Yichen only had two sisters. He knew how good Mu Qingqing was to him. He wouldn't let his sister do things for nothing just for the sake of a game.    

    

A sense of comfort emerged from the bottom of Mu Qingqing's heart, along with a smile on her face.    

    

"Remember to put on more formal clothes on the Party for Number One Scholar tomorrow." Mu Qingqing knew that Mu Yichen always liked to dress casually at home, but tomorrow was a more formal occasion. She didn't want her family members to be discussed by the people around her.    

    

"Don't worry, Sis. I know my limits." I haven't even touched the suit Dad gave me last year. " Of course, because he was too poor in Mu Family, he didn't have the chance to wear that more formal little suit anymore.    

    

"There will be a lot of chances to wear it in the future." Mu Qingqing hoped that Mu Yichen's sunshine would continue to shine, and her life would get better with each passing day.    

    

The next morning, Mu Qingqing had already changed her dress and waited for Mu Anren to drive home to pick them up.    

    

The weather was rather thin, and the sunlight wasn't thin nor thick. As it sprinkled down onto the rose-covered road, it made one feel as if they were in a fairy tale, of course —    

    

Apart from Mu Xiaoyou's chattering and Su Cuiyun's nagging.    

    

"Mom, why don't you put on your sunglasses for me!" Mu Xiaoyou wore a long skirt. It was not purple, but a green skirt that was even darker than Mu Qingqing's. It was as if she wanted to compete with Mu Qingqing.    

    

"It's impolite to wear sunglasses." Su Cuiyun was also at a loss. If she wore these sunglasses, the old man would definitely be unhappy. However, if she did not wear them, the skin around Mu Xiaoyou's eyes would be as black as coal. Su Cuiyun hesitated. Should she show respect to the old man, or should she let Mu Xiaoyou cover her embarrassment?    

    

Mu Xiaoyou simply snatched the Mo family away from Su Cuiyun, covering her blackened face.    

    

His neck was white, and so was his mask. Only his sunglasses were black. At first glance, he thought that Mu Xiaoyou might be a star armed to the teeth, afraid that people would recognize her.    

    

Mu Yichen was wearing a suit with a black jacket that was a bit too short, but it didn't affect his sunny face.    

    

"Mom, am I handsome?" Mu Yichen made a "8" sign under his chin, then raised his eyebrows and smiled at Su Cuiyun.    

    

"Handsome and handsome." Su Cuiyun wanted to take off the Mo family's mask on Mu Xiaoyou's face, so she replied half-heartedly without even looking at Mu Yichen.    

    

Mu Yichen couldn't help but retract his hand in embarrassment and coughed dryly.