20: C20 Family Head

C20 Family Head

Mu Anren walked in front and opened the car door without saying a word to Su Cuiyun and the others. After opening the door for them, he got into the driver's seat.

"Anren..." Lili shouted in a low voice, but Mu Anren didn't even spare her a glance.

Su Cuiyun, who originally wanted to sit in the passenger seat, had no choice but to sit in the back seat resentfully after seeing Mu Anren's dark expression.

Mu Qingqing limped in last. Mu Xiaoyou sat in the middle, and she could even smell the pig's blood on Mu Xiaoyou's forehead.

Mu Qingqing took a glance at the people's hospital when they passed by without a word. She suddenly remembered that if she wanted to prove her relationship with Su Cuiyun, she could just directly do a DNA test!

Did he even have to go through so much trouble to find a photo!?

This thought brought her great surprise, and her mood relaxed along the way.

On the other hand, Su Cuiyun looked wronged. She really wanted to know what that young master of the Mo family said to Mu Anren. If it was simply delivering wine, that would be for the best. If he said something that would harm the Mo family and Mu Family, he would probably be beaten to a pulp by Mu Anren tonight …

Mu Anren parked the car in the garage on the first floor. On the other hand, Su Cuiyun and co. got out of the car first and walked home.

After entering the Mu Family, what Mu Anren saw was Mu Qingqing, a short guy around 1.5 meters tall. He squatted on the ground and used a broom to sweep away the glass fragments under the sofa with difficulty. As for the living room, it was still the same as when he left home this morning. It was like a battlefield that had just been fought, a complete mess.

"Qingqing, you keep it." Mu Anren shouted angrily. He was completely furious.

Mu Qingqing's hand paused as she slowly stood up using the sofa as support. Looking at her father's expression, it was as if he wasn't trying to vent his anger on her.

"Dad, did I do something wrong?" Mu Qingqing asked in a low voice. It was rare for her to see her father lose his temper. Last night, she was too narrow-minded and purposely let Mu Anren see Su Cuiyun hit her. However, she didn't intentionally clean up the place for Mu Anren to see. For a moment, she was frozen on the spot, waiting for Mu Anren's next words.

"Sit still. You don't have to do anything." The one who angered Mu Anren wasn't Mu Qingqing at all, but Su Cuiyun!

He hurried upstairs, his footsteps heavy.

Mu Qingqing covered the wound on her right leg and sat obediently on the sofa. She pricked up her ears and listened to what was happening upstairs.

He could really hear it clearly.

"Ah!" Anren, what are you doing? " Su Cuiyun was in her room changing into a long skirt when Mu Anren suddenly opened the door and forcefully kicked open the door. It scared her.

Mu Anren's face was gloomy. Facing Su Cuiyun's face, it was so dark that a layer of dust could be scraped off.

Su Cuiyun grabbed a thin blanket beside her and wrapped it around herself. She stared at Mu Anren in panic.

"I'll give you the money to get a servant back. Is that all I said?"

"No …" "No." Su Cuiyun, wrapped in a thin white blanket, was afraid that Mu Anren would get angry.

"Well, either you go downstairs now and clean up the mess yourself, or you find a servant to clean up now." Mu Anren clenched his fists. Since when did his daughter become Su Cuiyun's maid?

"It's time, I …" Where could he find anyone! Su Cuiyun did not have the courage to say the latter half of the sentence. She was afraid that Mu Anren would be furious if she said it. I'll look for it now. "

"Wait." Mu Anren entered the room and closed the door.

"Apart from this matter, you're not putting me in your eyes anymore, are you?" The matter that angered Mu Anren the most was Su Cuiyun's offense against Mo Xiaohe. Luckily, there weren't many residents around, so only Mo Xiaohe and Uncle Jiu heard Su Cuiyun scolding Mu Qingqing in the day.

"…" Su Cuiyun knew that he was going to say something about offending the Mo family's young master, but she didn't expect Mo Xiaohe to appear at the Mu Family gate. "Anren, I didn't mean it. If I knew he was from the Mo family, I wouldn't have said that."

Su Cuiyun cried again.

"You should know that it was father's idea for you to stay here." Mu Anren's expression was cold, and the displeasure in his eyes was obvious. You didn't listen to the warning yesterday. "

"Anren, I... I know I was wrong, don't chase me away. " Su Cuiyun walked over to Mu Anren, crying, and moved closer to him.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want in my home with dad backing you up. The head of this family is still me, Mu Anren." Mu Anren shook off Su Cuiyun's hand coldly. They had been together for so many years, no matter if it was before or now, he still hated her.1

"I know I was wrong, Anren. Stop it, the children are at home." At this time, Su Cuiyun had brought out the philanthropist side. She knew very well that Mu Anren had three children in his family, even if she could not be doted on, she would not be driven out of Mu Family.

She had a bargaining chip.

"Yichen is your child, Xiaoyou is also a child. Is Qing Qing not a child?" When he mentioned this, Mu Anren got even angrier. In his heart, Mu Qingqing was his first child. Even when she was young, she had always been in the palm of his hand. Before yesterday, he had thought that Su Cuiyun would be obedient. As long as he gave her money, she would do as she promised and take care of the family matters as well as not make things difficult for the children.

But as it turned out, he was wrong.

The stepmother was the stepmother. Su Cuiyun was still that scheming woman.

"Anren, I treat Qing Qing as my own child. Seeing that she has grown up, you should know that a child of this age is rebellious. As a mother, it's very common to call it having a long memory. " Su Cuiyun hurriedly tried to defend herself.

Mu Anren suddenly grabbed Su Cuiyun's neck with a dark expression and didn't say a word. Her gaze was somewhat sinister as she looked at Ye Zichen.

"Anren, I …" Su Cuiyun let go of her hands, and the thin blanket fell to the ground. Her hands grabbed Mu Anren's arms, and her breathing became heavier.

Mu Qingqing's heart warmed when she heard Mu Anren's words. However, when she heard Su Cuiyun's words, the corner of her mouth raised into a sneer. Traitor? Mu Qingqing could not see the rebellious nature of Su Cuiyun's words on her body. That woman had gone too far!

She had noticed Mu Anren's words. Was it her grandfather's wish for Su Cuiyun to stay in the Mu Family? His grandfather even helped Su Cuiyun back up? It was an unbelievable thing.

So it turned out that her home was not as peaceful as it had been when she was alive. There seemed to be many more secrets about this family.

"Sis, what's wrong?" Mu Yichen went downstairs to grab a can of drink, but he saw his always gentle sister. The corner of her lips curled up into a sneer, making him a little scared.

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