"Ai Anqing" looked at Mu Jiahong's tall and straight back, with a flash of pride in her eyes.
She raised her head, stepped on the leather shoes that only the rich could afford in this era, and walked towards the school cafeteria. , with a proud look on his face Mu Jiahong walked to the school gate and saw An Qing standing at the edge of the school gate.
His brows instantly wrinkled.
He walked over quickly and grabbed An Qing's arm with an angry expression on his face.
Staring at her, he scolded: "Who asked you to come here?"
"Mom asked me to come."
An Qing pretended to be scared, lowered his head, and suppressed all the emotions in his eyes.
He was as shy, well-behaved, and at a loss as the original owner in the past.
"Why do you want me to come?
You can come to a place like this."
Mu Jiahong looked at An Qing with disgust in his eyes, as if An Qing was some dirty thing.
"Mom asked me to tell you that my father has found a young wife and is going to have a son.
He took away all the family's money and asked you to go home quickly."
An Qing bit her lips and whispered like a whisper.
"Dad is going to have a son.
What do you and your mother do for food?
Can't you stop it?"
Mu Jiahong lived like a young master in school.
These things were made possible by the wealth of the original owner's hometown.
Mu Jiahong always did these things.
They all knew it, but when he enjoyed the life that these wealth brought to him, he didn't feel guilty at all.
Even now, he still has the feeling that this is his thing.
"Dad refused to listen to anyone and beat me and my mother up.
Mother was afraid that if time passed, the woman would take away all the money.
She asked me to call you back quickly.
I came here after a long walk.
"An Qing said, her stomach growling in response.
"It's really embarrassing.
Even if something happened, you wouldn't come to me secretly.
You are still so big and grand.
Who do you think you are?"
Mu Jiahong dragged An Qing to a small forest behind the school gate, and then An Qing shrugged his arms vigorously and said arrogantly.
An Qing rubbed his sore arm, a cold light flashed in his lowered eyes, and whispered: "I, I don't dare to enter a place like that, there are so many people, I, I'm scared" An Qing was weak said.
"Sure enough, a good-for-nothing person is a good-for-nothing person.
The place I rent is at No. 122 Shuiwen Road, two streets away from here.
There is an old woman named Wu there.
If you go to her, just say I asked you to go.
If When anyone asks, just say that you are the servant I just hired, you know?"
Although Mu Jiahong was tired of An Qing, he was still thinking about things at home, so he confessed and hurried to the restaurant to meet "Ai Anqing" "Let's go together An Qing looked at Mu Jiahong's walking figure, sneered, and said to himself: This scumbag really doesn't even bother to cover up, is he so sure that he has the original owner, huh, then she will let him take a good look, scumbag What kind of retribution should a man have?
"Go to No. 122 Shuiwen Road."
An Qing emptied his money, found a rickshaw, and went straight up.
Without any effort at all, he arrived at the place where Mu Jiahong rented.
Mu Jiahong is a person who pays attention to ostentation.
Although he is the only one, he still rents a small two-story western-style building.
An Qing looked at the luxurious western-style building in this era and sneered.
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He thought to himself: This is all Mu Jiahong.
He is really the son of the Mu family.
He lives such a life with the original owner's money, but the whole family bullies the original owner.
The virtues of both young and old are the same.
An Qing snorted coldly and knocked on the door of the foreign mansion.
"Who is it?"
The person who opened the door was a chubby middle-aged woman with an apron around her waist.
She saw An Qing standing in front of the door, looked up and down, frowned slightly and said, "Look "Who?"
Obviously, this Wu Ma is also a master of what others do. tgt ttrgt: