Chapter 412

She insisted on going back, and Li Meng didn't persuade her anymore.

"Thank you my little baby, okay!" Mu Huankong kissed her.

On the way back, Mu Huan bought some desserts to eat, and when the sweet taste melted in her mouth, her depressed mood improved a lot.

Then I advised myself, don't be bored anymore, don't think too much, don't think about it if you can't think of the reason, anyway, Bao Junyan definitely didn't cheat, and the photos that were captured like that are not worth her suffering.

Bao Junyan still can't get in touch today, but Ling Wei has already given a lecture in a glamorous manner, so it is more certain that he has very important things and is very busy, so busy that he has no time to call her, she really doesn't need it at all uncomfortable!

She must let reason control sensibility, instead of letting sensibility control her reason, sad and uncomfortable, as the enemy wishes.

She walked all the way, doing mental construction all the way, finally, when she walked to the door of the house, she completed the psychological construction, but after seeing the situation at home.

The inner construction that I thought was strong suddenly collapsed!

Because, she saw.

Ling Wei was actually in her house, and she was still ordering the housekeeper to do things as a master. Behind her were two middle-aged women who looked like servants. She was still wearing house slippers, as if this was her home!

Mu Huan's eyes suddenly darkened, and the anger burned in her chest, and soon burned all over her body!

The butler, who was lowering his head to record what Ling Wei had explained, raised his eyes and saw Mu Huan came back, immediately put away his pen and notebook, and walked towards Mu Huan, "Ma'am, you are back."

His behavior made Ling Weidai frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Mu Huan, the more angry she was to the extreme, the less she would show it. She looked at the housekeeper and said innocently, "Housekeeper, my husband is bankrupt. Do you want to sell the house?"

When Huo Yuqi, who was standing beside Ling Wei, heard this, she came up angrily, why did her cousin go bankrupt! How could her cousin go bankrupt! She was about to say something.

The butler said solemnly, "Madam, sir, you are not bankrupt, sell the house."

"Then why is there a stranger at my house? What did she ask you to remember? Didn't she ask you to remember that our things are going to be moved?" Mu Huan asked strangely.

"Ma'am, let me introduce you. This is Ling Wei, Ms. Ling, Mr.'s grandfather is waiting, Ms. Ling will stay at home for a few days."

Mu Huan suddenly realized when he heard the words, and then looked at Ling Wei, "Miss Ling, I don't know why you have to stay at my house for a few days. Do you have no money to stay in a hotel, or what?"

Huo Yuqi couldn't bear it any longer when she heard this, "Mu Huan, why are you pretending to be foolish! And how can I, Ling Wei, have no money to stay in a hotel! My sister Ling Wei's family is on par with my cousin's!"

Hearing what she said, Mu Huan was even more puzzled, "Since you are so rich, you can buy a house and live in any hotel you want, why does this Miss Ling live in my house?"

"Mu Huan, don't play dumb! I don't believe you don't know why, you better..." Huo Yuqi didn't finish her sentence.

Ling Wei scolded her, "Xiaoqi."

She didn't know why Huo Yuqi still only grows old but not brains. At the same age, Mu Huan experienced the loss of last night, the excitement of today, the day of cranky thinking, and the torment of his thoughts. Until now, he saw her appearing in her home.