107: C107 Master Can You Steal Money

C107 Master Can You Steal Money

"As long as it does not endanger the safety of humans, I can pretend that I do not know of its existence." Mo Xiaohe lowered his head and looked at the teeth marks on his elbow.

Mu Qingqing blinked, still unable to recover from the shock. Was he really that good?

"Don't doubt my humanity, especially yours." Mo Xiaohe was slightly unhappy with the second Mu Qingqing questioned his character.

"Me?" Mu Qingqing pointed at herself.

"You are different from others." In his heart, Mu Qingqing's existence had another meaning.

It was a belief that could not be erased in his youth.

"I should go." Time waited for no one, and the troop's time was as firm as iron. Mo Xiaohe strode out of Mu Qingqing's bedroom and walked down the stairs without looking at her.

Mu Qingqing happened to catch a glimpse of Mu Xiaoyou, who was watching her room with the door open. In her panic, Mu Qingqing didn't have the guts to send her off anymore, so she could only close the door gloomily and lock it.

Outside the window, Mu Qingqing was still worried as she watched Mo Xiaohe walk further and further away.

"Master, do you want me to go and take him away?" Xiaoyun made a gesture as if she was wiping her neck, her short hands and big head making a grimace.

Mu Qingqing shook her head and turned it around. Joy was written all over her fair face. It's good for me that you're not dead. "

Xiaoyun hugged Mu Qingqing's calves as she looked at her with blinking eyes. These days, she had been in hibernation and could hear Mu Qingqing's voice all the time. However, without energy, there was nothing she could do. She could only lie there anxiously.

"Master, I know that you treat me the best." Xiaoyun rubbed her head against Mu Qingqing's leg, feeling something else in her heart.

Like a wanderer who had wandered for years, he had found the place where his heart belonged.

"He won't sell you out, don't worry." Although she said that, Mu Qingqing was wondering if she should do that operation on Mo Xiaohe to extract the seaweed! Who told him to always like going back on his words!

"Xiaoyun, do you know how to change money?" Mu Qingqing looked up at the shattered chandelier and fell into a deep melancholy.

"Change into money?" Xiaoyun let go of Mu Qingqing's leg and scratched the back of her head. Then, he boldly asked, "Master, can we steal some money?"

"What he got in return was one of Mu Qingqing's chestnuts." Absolutely not! "

Xiaoyun hugged the top of her head, looking up at her master with innocent eyes.

"If you dare to steal money, I'll throw you back into outer space." Mu Qingqing said in a particularly vicious tone.

This was the most basic bottom line of a person, not to mention Xiaoyun was an alien. Every movement of hers would not only tarnish the reputation of the aliens, but would also lead to their annihilation.

"I was wrong." Xiaoyun scratched her head. Mu Qingqing was so unlucky that she didn't treat her like an alien.

"Then, can you fix that lamp?" Mu Qingqing asked expectantly while pointing at the crumbling and crumbling chandelier.

Xiaoyun climbed up the windowsill with her hands and legs, and her gaze landed on the glass fragments that Mu Qingqing had swept away earlier.

"Master, if you can separate those fragments, I can restore them." Xiaoyun said with certainty as she stood under the warm sunlight.

Mu Qingqing was silent for a while. "The powder has to be separated as well?"

"Of course." Xiaoyun nodded.

At this moment, Mu Qingqing really wanted to beat Xiaoyun up a bit. She thought it would be better not to repair it. Xiaoyun should just eat up the glass stubble.

"Why don't you go steal some money …"

Xiaoyun blinked her eyes. "Master, are you serious?" He had just hit the guy on the head and said that it was impossible, and now he wanted the guy to do something bad in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, alright. I'll go and split the powder. You go and divide the large piece." Mu Qingqing was very open-minded. It was best to work together so that she wouldn't be tired.

It was difficult for the naked eye to distinguish the fine powder, but at the moment Mu Qingqing was magnifying her vision to the size of a microscope. She was carefully dividing the chandelier, the mirror, and the powder from the glass.

Xiaoyun divided the chandelier and mirror pieces while basking in the warm sunlight. She laid on the windowsill with her back facing the sunlight and watched Mu Qingqing squat down on the floor and slowly brush away the powdery glass with her hands.

Mu Qingqing resigned herself to her fate and worked for two hours.

"I'm crippled, I'm crippled." There were many wounds on Mu Qingqing's hand, all of which had been inflicted by the tiny glass stick.

Xiaoyun rubbed her hands. She couldn't help but feel the same way as her master. Her hands were also hurting.

"Master, you have to hold it in for a while. Once I've restored my room, I'll go up and get you some medicine." Xiaoyun sat cross-legged in a pile of broken glass fragments. Her originally short and short body was now even shorter than before.

"How long will it take?" Mu Qingqing looked at the time. It was almost time for dinner. Aunt Qiong would definitely go upstairs to call her.

"Ugh …" An hour or two. " There was not much energy left. Plus, it was autumn on Earth and rain was falling from time to time, so Xiaoyun could only use the most energy-saving method to restore the room.

Mu Qingqing frowned. All she could do was let Xiaoyun put on the Invisibility Cloak and lock her door. I'll go down to eat later. Remember to lock the door of this room. If it wasn't me who knocked on the door, you must not open the door. "

"No problem." Xiaoyun nodded, then closed her eyes and started to change the magnetic field around her. The powder slowly gathered and reassembled.

Mu Qingqing took out an Invisibility Cloak from her closet and covered Xiaoyun tightly. Only then did she go downstairs with a relieved expression.

The people in the living room were currently watching TV. They were all Mu Family's relatives, and Mu Qingqing was no stranger to them.

"Qingqing, there's not enough fruits left at home, I'm so worried." When Aunt Qiong saw Mu Qingqing walk downstairs, she quickly told her about the family situation as if she was holding onto her last straw.

"Not enough fruit?" Mu Qingqing turned around and glanced at the staircase. Su Cuiyun wasn't in the living room, but rather upstairs. Mu Family's many relatives did not receive him well either. What was going on?

"Yeah, your mom is always upstairs, and I can't leave either. What do you think we should do?" Aunt Qiong looked at the empty kitchen. There were not enough ingredients, and as the hostess, Su Cuiyun had never come downstairs. Although her Mu Family relative didn't say anything, she couldn't lose face as the host.

"Missing what? I'll go buy it. " Mu Qingqing made a prompt decision. Right now, she was the only one who could run errands.

"Buy some apples and grapes, and some vegetables, fish, and meat. I also want some side dishes. " Aunt Qiong said hurriedly.

Mu Qingqing quickly took note of the materials Aunt Qiong said, then turned around and walked out of the room. After two steps, Mu Qingqing went back into the kitchen.

"Aunt Qiong, money …" Mu Qingqing looked at her hands in distress. What if she didn't have any money?

"The boss said he'll give it to you today for the next half month, but he's too drunk now …" Aunt Qiong was also worried. She felt around in her pockets only to find that it was empty as well.

It seemed that he could only go upstairs and find Mu Anren for money to buy vegetables.

Mu Qingqing ran upstairs without saying a word. Her slippers kicked loudly on the marble floor, causing Old Master Mu's frown to deepen.

"Dad." Mu Qingqing knocked on Mu Anren's door.

"Dad, open the door." Mu Qingqing knocked twice but didn't reply. She pressed the handle of Mu Anren's room, but the door was locked.

Mu Qingqing looked inside with her eyes closed. Su Cuiyun was sitting in front of the dressing table and fiddling with her hair. Mu Anren was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Mom, open the door." Mu Qingqing shouted as she knocked on the door.

Su Cuiyun cast a sidelong glance in the direction of the door. She did not forget to play with her hair, but she did not respond to Mu Qingqing.

"Mom, there are no more fruits at home."

Su Cuiyun let out a cold laugh. If there wasn't, there isn't, it would be better if Old Master Mu could see that the Mu Family could not even be opened! This way, he would give them more money. Anyway, Old Master Mu had plenty of money.

She didn't reply on purpose.2

Mu Qingqing finally understood the saying, "you will never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep." It was exactly like Su Cuiyun.

The lack of money was a particularly distressing matter for her, especially since she was only fourteen years old.

"Dad, Mom, open the door." Mu Qingqing shouted for a while, but Su Cuiyun refused to open the door. She refused to answer, while Mu Anren was drunk and unconscious.

What a headache.

Mu Qingqing thought for a moment. Today, the gift that the Party for Number One Scholar had received should be in Su Cuiyun's hands. Su Cuiyun was rich.

But she wouldn't.

It seemed like he had done it on purpose.

She started to walk down the stairs. She didn't have any money at all. If that was the case, wouldn't Old Master Mu be making fun of her?

"Yichen, do you have any money?" Mu Qingqing knocked on the door of Mu Yichen's room and asked anxiously.

"Yes, twenty. I have saved it for so many days already, what are you going to do, Sis? " Mu Yichen was playing the game happily. He looked at Mu Qingqing, who was like an ant on a hot pan, with a blank look on his face.

"Lend it to me first." He should be able to buy some fruits, which he can deal with for a while, maybe Old Master Mu and the others aren't eating at Mu Family.

Mu Yichen didn't say anything else and took the piggy bank on the table to the door. Then, he smashed the piggy bank in front of Mu Qingqing, causing a pile of 10% and 10% of money to come out of it.

"Ugh …"

It really wasn't easy.

"Sis, this is all of my savings." Mu Yichen smiled as he picked it up. The thin sunlight imprinted Mu Yichen's slightly immature face, the flip-flops, and the big underpants.

Mu Qingqing squatted down and picked up the change along with Mu Yichen. Her tears flowed out of nowhere and dripped onto the silver coin.

"No matter what you take it to do, you don't need to return it." Mu Yichen handed a whole handful of money to Mu Qingqing without any reluctance or heartache.

Her brother really made her feel warm to the point of overflowing. He couldn't bear to spend all this money, so he gave it to her so straightforwardly.

"Sis, you …" Why are you crying? " Mu Yichen didn't understand. He didn't seem to have said anything important …

"I'm not crying, I'm just a little sleepy. I yawned and yawned." Mu Qingqing raised her head and turned around. She saw Mu Xiaoyou standing at the door of her room with an unhappy expression on her face.

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