Chapter 11

"Twenty thousand a month, stay!"

At this time, her mind unexpectedly inexplicably thought of the man's words.

Fundi, with tears on his face, has a smile. All kinds of emotions are intertwined, including sadness, sadness, and hopeless ridicule.

She had to reconsider the tempting offer a second after she vehemently refused.

Now the luggage is left in Grandpa's old house and she can't get it back. Besides the important certificates in her backpack, she also has a mobile phone. She doesn't even have enough money to stay in the hotel for one night.

Most of all, Grandpa's death was too sudden. She always felt that there was something hidden in it.

Otherwise, Su would not dare to see her.

Since that man is the richest man in the world, he must be able to help her find out the cause of her grandfather's death. As for 20000 yuan a month, she doesn't think she needs it.

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Linhu manor.

Muqiqi stood outside the majestic gate again, sweating all over.

To be honest, she didn't know how to talk to the arrogant man.

Biting her lips, she finally plucked up the courage to press the doorbell, then straightened her back and waited for someone to open the door for her.

"Young master, Miss Mu is back." The housekeeper saw the people standing outside the door from the visual doorbell and hurried to report.

In the morning, the young master was so angry with the young lady mu. Now he came back and the housekeeper naturally dared not make any suggestions. He came to ask Mo yanjue for his opinions.

The man who was drinking coffee and looking at the document raised his head slowly, his voice was very penetrating, and his tone was quite unexpected: "back again?"

The Butler stood respectfully, "yes, young master."

A pair of dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of the mouth on the handsome face were slightly hooked. Today, he would like to see what tricks this woman has?

"Let her in!"

"Yes, sir." With his permission, the housekeeper hurried out of the study and ordered the door to be opened.

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with a desperate attitude, Mu Qiqi came to the door of the luxurious study with the guidance of the servant. Her calf was a little weak, and she had the impulse to turn around and run.

But she couldn't run. She had no choice but to go in.

"Young master, Miss Mu is here." The housekeeper led her into the study. The air pressure in the room was very low because the housekeeper's opening was so popular.

The man sitting at the back of the desk didn't lift his eyelids. He gave a faint voice: "HMM."

When the housekeeper saw this, he bowed his head slightly, and gently withdrew from the study, and took the door of the study with him.

At the moment of Muqi standing in place, she felt cold sweat all over her body. Her face turned white and she said: "Mr. Mo, your proposal in the morning... I agree, but I have a condition."

Mu Qiqi thought that since she was allowed to enter the door, there must be room for discussion, otherwise she would not be allowed to enter.

So she said it bravely.

But her voice fell, and the man did not respond for a long time, as if he had not heard her.

Or it's not her existence at all ·

now, her courage has shrunk into a mass and her whole body can't help shivering. How did she forget that she was said to be the richest man in the world, and how could she be told the conditions?

In an instant, she was surrounded by embarrassment. She stood in the same place stupefied and didn't know if it was better.

"Mr. Mo ·"