Heaven and earth conscience, the 900 yuan is almost all of Mu Qinghuan's property, and he lives on it.
Before my mother said that she needed to turn over the money, she never thought about touching the cost of living.
But in order to have a clean relationship with Feng Xiaoer, I almost didn't want to take it all out, which was quite a struggle.
Thinking of the future days of food shortage, Mu Qinghuan decided to have a good meal tonight.
But in fact, Mu Qinghuan is still guilty. One hundred wreaths and his son's appearance fee are more than two hundred, but who makes her poor? The only thing left is a mouth that dares to talk nonsense.
In the end, the account is so calculated, he recognized the nature of the best, even if you do not agree, you have to agree!
Feng Cheng didn't even look at her. He kept staring at the 900 yuan for two minutes. His face was always gloomy.
Under the atmosphere of depression, Mu Qing anxiously closed his eyes for fear that his hot temper might strangle her.
Feng Cheng's eyes overflowed with a smile. Everyone who knows him well knows that he is good at covering up his temper, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't lose his temper with others. His strong wrist pinches her neck and his tone is extremely indifferent. "Muqinghuan, you deserve to be dumped!"
He wiped his wrist, stepped back, and then left.
Wipe, what does he mean? Satirize her being abandoned by Huangfu?
But who's in the way of her being dumped?
Leng for a long time, Mu Qinghuan still can't understand his logic.
Deeply breathing, Mu Qinghuan rubbed his red and swollen neck and said angrily, "uncle, you are not so gentle. You deserve to have no girlfriend!"
The pace of Fengcheng stopped slightly, and there was a cold air field all over his body.
She was so scared that she didn't dare to make any more noise. She covered her mouth and pretended to be pitiful.
"All of them? The auction is about to begin! " First there was a sound of footwork, and then there was a charming laugh. The appearance of Mingchenghui finally broke the deadlock.
"Qinghuan!" Mingchenghui nodded respectfully to Fengcheng, then called muqinghuan warmly.
"Sister Hui!" Mu Qinghuan's face was full of smiles and trotted over, "today, thanks for your dress."
"Little things." As a designer, my biggest dream is to help my work find the right owner! So it's too late for me to be happy that you like my dress
When Mu Meiqi and Huang Fuhan came near, they just heard these words, and their faces sank down immediately. Could it be that Mu Meiqi, who was wearing this dress, defiled it?
"Maggie, long time no see." Like did not see Mu Meiqi's cold face, Ming Chenghui smile gently.
"Sister Hui, no matter how much the price of this dress is, you don't sell it. It turns out that you have already found the owner..." Mu Meiqi pauses slightly, and then looks at Mu Qinghuan, "yes, my sister is really shining."
Mumeiqi said, deliberately pulled Huangfu cold, "cold brother, you said Qinghuan wear, good-looking?"
Mingchenghui is aware of something strange and silent.
Fengcheng eyes overflow sneer, coldly looking at Mu Qinghuan.
Mu Qinghuan grabs a handful of hair and feels that two words are bad luck. She didn't wear it to Huangfu Han. Did Mu Meiqi know that?
Huangfu Han's face was unnatural when he heard Mu Meiqi's question. Mu Qinghuan was really good-looking, but he didn't tell the truth, so he didn't have to quarrel with Mu Meiqi again, so he just laughed and didn't speak.
In the eyes of mumeiqi, the meaning of this smile is that it's not so good, just ordinary
With this thought, Mu Meiqi was more comfortable, and then she took Huangfu Han by her arm, "brother Han, let's go!"
"Let's go, too." Ming Chenghui and Mu Qinghuan walk side by side, while Fengcheng follows lightly.
Mingchenghui noticed this and was extremely surprised, but didn't break it.
The auction!
Ming Chengyu didn't see Mu Qinghuan everywhere. He looked up and saw Ming Chenghui leading her. He sighed, "where have you been?"
"I went to the bathroom. Excuse me, are you looking for me?" Mu Qinghuan asked in surprise.
"Of course, I brought you. If you meet any bad people tonight, it's my dereliction of duty." Ming Chengyu motioned Mu Qinghuan to sit beside him, "wait, you see what you like, tell me."
"No, I'm just here to watch." Mu Qinghuan shakes and finds that Yan nai'er and she are separated by a location, which is a perfect location for candid photography.
And then, see Fengcheng wide coat came, silent sitting beside her!
Mu Qinghuan was stiff again.
Why does Fengcheng sit next to her? There are so many seats. Why do you have to sit here?
They just had a fight, okay? When enemies meet, they are very jealous!
wait a minute!
Yan Naier is a superstar
How can Fengcheng sit next to her?
Is
Is he the fourth brother?
"It's late." Li Tangyao suddenly appeared, causing a sensation. Many people paid close attention to him.
Mu Qinghuan saw Li Tangyao sitting on the other side of Yan Naier with his own eyes. He immediately relaxed. It was so frightening that he almost thought that Fengcheng was his fourth brother.
Fengcheng... Should be Ming Chengyu's driver? Definitely not the fourth brother!
Definitely not her idol, fourth brother!
It's definitely not the boss of Ferris or her top boss. Otherwise, how can she live as a little reporter?
Dare to refuse your boss's proposal and be killed every minute?
Mingchengyu noticed that when he closed the city, he gave him a small look.
Fengcheng is very proud, not squinting, not a look back.
Mingchengyu shrugged his shoulders and felt bored. He suddenly lowered his head and said something to muqinghuan. When he looked up, he found that Fengcheng was still in a daze.
Auction starts!
Mini camera ready!
Mu Qinghuan's task is to secretly take photos of Yan nai'er, but Fengcheng, the photographer, completely blocks Yan nai'er!
Frown, Mu Qinghuan embarrassed to let Fengcheng change position, had to endure first! Just wait till he goes to the bathroom!
The first treasure to be auctioned is the jade that the Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty wore close to her. The reserve price is 500000 yuan.
Mu Qinghuan is not interested, Yan Naier is also depressed.
"Do you like it?" Ming Chengyu asks in Mu Qinghuan's ear.
"I don't like it." Mu Qinghuan shakes his head firmly. A thing used by the ancients is strange to use. It's more suitable for people to watch in museums than for personal wear.
"There will be good things later." Ming Chengyu raised his chin and reminded her, "I heard that the black pearl is on sale today. If you like it, I can give it to you."
Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath. Is it true that rich people are so generous, but she really doesn't dare to accept it, "really don't use it! It's not suitable for you to give me such an expensive thing! "
"It's a charity auction and the proceeds will be donated to the student aid project in full," Ming explained
In other words, she is helping poor children to go to school by helping him spend money.
Mu Qinghuan still shakes her head. Her arm bumps into Fengcheng beside her. She hears the breath of Fengcheng. She looks at Fengcheng awkwardly and says, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
In the heart is very depressed, clearly everyone's seat is very spacious, how did she hit him?
"Shut up." He was exasperated.
It seems that he was beaten a lot.
"Oh, I shut up." Glancing at him secretly, Mu Qinghuan fell into deep remorse. "Before I shut up, I'll say... Didn't I hurt you just now?"