Don't Provoke Princess

Before she could say anything, Ren Xinru continued, "Don't worry, Uncle Mo and I will talk to your father in person."    

    

Oh my god, if Ren Xinru and Mo Liming were to personally go up to Mu Family to discuss the matter between her and Mo Xiaohe, would she, Mu Qingqing, still have a chance to live?    

    

"Auntie, I'm counting on you. Let me go." Mu Qingqing held onto Ren Xinru's white sleeves as she said this with a troubled expression. "It's not because of my dad, it's because I don't want to have such a relationship with Mo Xiaohe."    

    

Ren Xinru looked at her and said. In her heart, she had analysed Mu Qingqing a little more. This child seemed rather decisive, not like a 14 year old child at all.    

    

"It's difficult for me to treat me like this. I don't even want to be friends with Mo Xiaohe anymore." Mu Qingqing's brows were knitted tightly. She looked at Ren Xinru with a pleading gaze. She refused to accept the red packet, refused to accept the congratulatory gift. She only wanted to be friends with Mo Xiaohe, and didn't have any interests involved. If Ren Xinru was determined, then she and Mo Xiaohe would have no more friends.    

    

"You child …" Ren Xinru wanted to say that she was stubborn and didn't even want the red packets in her hands, but looking at her serious expression, she was unable to say something like that. "Alright, you and Xiaohe can be ordinary friends for now. I won't interfere, okay?"    

    

Ren Xinru seemed to be asking for her opinion.    

    

"And Aa Si and Aa Wu, I'll trouble Auntie to bring them back." I appreciate your kindness, but I will feel bad for wasting so much resources on me. " Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes. She was an ordinary person to begin with, but she had somehow been reborn. The first day back, she admitted, her heart was filled with hatred and confusion.    

    

"Don't, okay, okay. Child, you are honest and clean, you won't use oil or salt. Auntie really wonders if you're really old, whether you're fourteen or forty. " "Ren Xinru touched her forehead and put on her sunglasses again." I will bring the red packet and congratulatory gift back with me. Aa Si and Aa Wu will have to stay here. And for your safety. "    

    

"I am just a scholar, why would I need bodyguards and subordinates. Aa Si and Aa Wu are only wasting their time on me. Plus, they are wasting your money. " Mu Qingqing only wanted to return Aa Si and Aa Wu.    

    

Ren Xinru really didn't know where Mu Qingqing's aura came from. She raised her head to look. This child seemed to have grown up.    

    

"Qing Qing, I suddenly remembered, Xiaohe's dad told me to hurry back. I'll be leaving first. " Ren Xinru opened the door and got back into the car. She quickly closed the door and ran away.    

    

"Ai!" Mu Qingqing was about to give chase when the driver of the Mo family drove away in a cloud of dust.    

    

The Mo family was truly tyrannical. The people of the Mo family were outstanding, the Mo family's things were expensive, and whatever the Mo family wanted to do, the people beside them could not stop them. Mu Qingqing wiped the sweat off her forehead and returned to the Mu Family with empty hands.    

    

"Miss Mu, this is the dish you bought."    

    

When he walked to the telephone pole not far away from home, Aa Si suddenly jumped out, hugged a bunch of cilantro, and coldly said this to her. She almost staggered in fright.    

    

Mu Qingqing stretched out her hand to take the coriander from Aa Si, feeling a little embarrassed. He politely replied, "Thank you."    

    

"We should." Aa Si replied coldly, then turned around and walked towards the back of the mountain. Mu Qingqing knew that it was their best observation point. They could clearly see whether she had left the room or not, and didn't want to pry into the privacy of Mu Family.    

    

Fortunately, Aa Si and the others weren't impulsive enough to move the cilantro directly to her house. If they were to move in, Su Cuiyun might make a fuss about it again. What wild men, everywhere, all sorts of nasty things.    

    

Aunt Qiong was picking up rice and standing in her apron in front of the kitchen counter. She couldn't help but look up when she heard the door open.    

    

"Qingqing, why did you buy so many cilantro? If you buy so much, your mom will scold you. " Aunt Qiong put down the pot in a hurry and wiped the water stains on her hands on her apron. She was in a hurry to pick up the vegetables in Mu Qingqing's hands.    

    

"It's an old granny. She comes here to sell vegetables every time. I can't bear to see her, so I bought all of them." It's not expensive. It's only ten dollars. " Mu Qingqing giggled as she looked at Aunt Qiong, not wanting to make her worry too much.    

    

"Even so, you can't buy all of them. Last time, you bought garlic seedlings, and your mom almost kicked me out." Aunt Qiong took the initiative to take the blame for Mu Qingqing last time.    

    

Mu Qingqing also remembered that during those few days, the meat was either fried garlic seedlings, or fried vegetables, or boiled garlic seedlings soup. They were already beginning to feel a bit of aversion to food.    

    

"There will not be a next time, there will not be a next time." Mu Qingqing laughed and obediently placed the coriander on the ground. Her hands were covered with dirt.    

    

"Did you come back from the pit? "Why is it so dirty?" Mu Xiaoyou walked downstairs with her hands covering her nose. Looking at Mu Qingqing covered in mud, she suddenly felt disgusted.    

    

"Second Miss, how can you say that about your sister?" Aunt Qiong had just put down her cilantro when she heard Mu Xiaoyou's heart-wrenching words. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Mu Qingqing.    

    

Mu Qingqing patted the dirt off her hands and straightened her body. She lowered her head to look at the mud on her body and chuckled softly. "Compared to using pig's blood to mash your head, it's still much cleaner."    

    

Mu Xiaoyou's expression changed drastically. She glared at Mu Qingqing without saying a word.    

    

"Aunt Qiong, I'm going up to take a bath first." Mu Qingqing turned to Aunt Qiong happily and said.    

    

"Alright." Aunt Qiong grabbed a handful of coriander, found a vegetable basket to put it in, and fiddled with the other dishes that Mu Qingqing bought, carrying them all the way to the kitchen.    

    

Mu Xiaoyou stamped her feet. Instead of ridiculing Mu Qingqing, she actually made herself feel so awkward. Even so, her heart was not at peace. Mu Qingqing had already gone upstairs.    

    

Warm water flowed between her skin. Mu Qingqing emptied her brain and allowed the water to flow all over her body. Suddenly, the water temperature gradually turned cold.    

    

Mu Qingqing's body was covered in foam, and even her hair was covered with shampoo. So what if the water was warm and cold? It was a gas heater at home. Was there no more gas? Mu Qingqing opened the door a crack and looked at the water heater outside the bathroom. The fire had gone out and there was really no gas.    

    

Cold water spilled from the shower. Mu Qingqing frowned at the shower, her eyes filled with dead silence. It wasn't that she didn't take a cold bath, but if she didn't, she would catch a cold easily.    

    

Just as he was hesitating about whether he should take a cold shower, Su Cuiyun's angry curses came from downstairs.    

    

"Our family's money isn't money. Such a big bundle of parsley, I'm afraid we'll have to eat it until the end of the year, right?"    

    

"Aunt Qiong, we'll pay you. It's not good for you to buy things that even our family doesn't like to eat time and time again, right?"    

    

"What the hell is this? Last time it was garlic seedlings, but this time it's parsley. What's next?" Leek, ginger, garlic? I say, Aunt Qiong, you're going too far, aren't you? "    

    

"Our family's Anren worked hard to earn some money back. What, is it for you to buy these useless things and come back to save them?"    

    

"I say, Aunt Qiong, you can't continue working here. You can leave at any time. We do not lack a servant like you for our Mu Family."    

    

Su Cuiyun scolded Aunt Qiong endlessly, a fire raging in her heart.    

    

"Mom, I bought these cilantro. It's the same for the garlic sprouts from last time." Mu Qingqing's voice suddenly rang out from the living room. Su Cuiyun had her back facing her and her expression couldn't be seen. Just by looking at the fragmented cilantro on the floor, one could tell that her mood wasn't good at all.    

    

Su Cuiyun crossed her arms and didn't say anything for a long time. On the other hand, Mu Qingqing sneezed loudly. The water droplets on her hair all slid down her neck, causing her to shiver. In order to prevent Aunt Qiong from being taken advantage of by the pot, she used the fastest bath she had ever had, using only two minutes of cold water to wash her body clean. She then hurriedly put on her pajamas and ran down to the first floor.    

    

"Qingqing, don't catch a cold. Go upstairs and put on an extra set of clothes." Aunt Qiong kept her emotions in check as she turned around to see Mu Qingqing wearing her thin pajamas. Her hair was still dripping with water, so she couldn't help but to ask with concern.    

    

"It really is from our family. It's enough to have a mother like me to care about something like Qingqing. What business do you have?" Su Cuiyun snickered in a neither warm nor warm manner. Her tone was full of disdain towards Aunt Qiong. Mu Anren went to the company, so he won't be home for dinner today.    

    

"Qing Qing, you spent a lot of money on garlic shoots and coriander. "How about this, go tell your dad that we don't have enough food for him to get more." Su Cuiyun turned around to face Mu Qingqing, but she didn't say anything fierce. Instead, she said these words to Mu Qingqing with a kind expression.    

    

If Mu Qingqing had the same personality as before, and Su Cuiyun had a soft spot for her, she would definitely compromise without saying a word. Ye Zichen called Mu Anren right away and told him what Su Cuiyun told him.    

    

But she wasn't the same Mu Qingqing from before.    

    

"Fifty cents for garlic seedlings. This bundle of coriander is only ten dollars. "Mom, our family has always had leftover food fees." Mu Qingqing walked to the bathroom on the first floor and came out with a dry towel. She was wiping her hair as she spoke to Su Cuiyun.    

    

Su Cuiyun stared at her in disbelief. This damned girl, when did she become so eloquent? His logical thinking was this strong!    

    

"It's more than that, right? Are you lying to your mother? Where did you get all these cilantro from? I think the market is selling for several dollars a catty. You couldn't have gone to steal other people's food, right? " Su Cuiyun did not believe Mu Qingqing's ten dollars, because the price of the dishes on the market had risen. Where could Mu Qingqing buy these cilantro with ten dollars?    

    

"I stole so many dishes, and yet I can return here unscathed. Mom has overestimated me." Mu Qingqing smiled weakly. These dishes were all bought from an old granny. Since she was unable to sell them, she had no choice but to give them to me. "    

    

Aunt Qiong looked at the time. It was getting late, so she ignored Su Cuiyun and went into the kitchen to wash vegetables and cut vegetables.    

    

"Mom, if you don't believe me, you can come with me to the market another day." Mu Qingqing rubbed her long hair as she spoke softly to Su Cuiyun.