The bad girl wears the skirt quickly: the male protagonist is the servant

Mu Qingqing suddenly smiled maliciously.

She slowly helped him recall.

It was a spring day, and the weather was wonderful.

Let's fly a kite together.

The kite string is very long. We hold it in our hands and control the direction of the kite at will.

Mu Yanli has this memory.

He remembered that Mu Qingqing was wearing a beautiful white dress and had a sweet smile.

Very beautiful and pure...

but……

But why did he say she was dirty?

why?

How come he can't remember anything?

Mu Yanli looked painful, as if he was caught up in some terrible memories.

Mu Qingqing moved her fingertips slightly, suppressed the disgust in her heart, and forced herself to recall.

"Why don't you remember?"

"Your father, your most respected father, transferred all his evil deeds towards my mother to me after she ran away."

"Mu Yanli, don't you remember?"

"The string of the kite broke, and you searched the whole yard for him to fix it. But he hid in my room, holding my hand and saying that I looked exactly like my mother..."

Mu Qingqing, who has just grown up, is pretty and beautiful.

Wearing a pure white dress, she looks like an elf who has strayed into the human world.

The tall man held her petite body tightly.

He took her little hand and placed it on his heart.

Said: "Qingqing, you look too much like your mother... No, you are prettier than your mother... Compared to her, I am better than you."

Mu Qingqing was so scared that she shook off his hand and fled in panic.

Mu Jiu pressed forward step by step, and Mu Qingqing had nowhere to retreat. She hid in the closet in fear.

Not only did the man not let her go, but he pretended to let her go as if he was teasing a cat.

Whenever Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, he would turn back, scaring Mu Qingqing so much that she covered her mouth tightly.

Her eyes were wide open, tears falling silently.

The girl curled up in the closet and closed the door tightly.

She knew that the people outside were teasing her, but she had no choice.

We can only try to cover up our mistakes in this way.

Both parties knew the truth, but that pervert just liked to torture people in this way.

"Qingqing, I found you."

"Open the door quickly, there is a reward~"

Every time this happened, Mu Qingqing would break down and cry, begging him to let her go.

They say that blood is thicker than water.

At this time, Mu Jiu would laugh crazily.

He opened the cabinet, half-stuck himself in, and wiped away her tears with her face close to hers.

"I have nothing to do with Qingqing."

"Your mother already had you when she married me. But I don't care, as long as she is by my side."

"I fed her well and provided her with good food and drink, but she ran away. You are the only one who can pay for her sins."

Mu Qingqing sobbed and cried. She was only 28 years old at that time. She was so scared that she could only beg for mercy.

Mu Ju is in his thirties and is in charge of the entire Mu family. He is the one who has the final say.

He is waiting for Mu Qingqing to grow up.

So even though the entire Mu family knew her identity, they all worshipped Mu Qingqing because of him.

He waited and waited...

But he was beaten to it by his own son.

"Ever since he found out your identity, that brat has been looking at you in a strange way."

"And you, dear...are you attracted to him too?"

Mu Qingqing's eyes dodged. She had long understood Mu Jiu's thoughts, so he set his sights on his own son.

I can't compete with my son for a woman.

Her little movements still couldn't escape Mu Jiu's eyes.

"Please...let me go."

Her tears fell again.

Mu Jiu felt a rare sense of distress.

She was becoming more and more beautiful, and her tearful look made it impossible for him not to feel pity for her.

"Why did you reject me? Your mother rejected me, and you too? Huh?"

Mu Qingqing looked at the handsome and stern face in front of her, and could not deny that he was indeed quite handsome.

He was the best of my mother's generation.

But to her, he was... too old.

She is still young, and there will be many young and healthy men around her in the future.

As for Mu Ju, his youth did not match hers.

The look of disdain in her eyes was so obvious that it made Mu Ju laugh out of anger.

"You think I'm too old? You should know that no one in Yuncheng will listen to my opinion. Follow me and you can do whatever you want in Yuncheng."

A man of thirty years old, with a successful career and a fortune.

If he confessed his love to a girl in her twenties or thirties, she might be happy.

But she...

too young.

"But your son is older than me, and your first wife is still alive. Do you want me to be your lover who is not seen in public or a concubine who is despised?"

"Why are you so strong-willed?"

Mu Jiu pinched her face and liked her more and more no matter how he looked at her.

Mu Qingqing curled up in the corner, not daring to resist.

Her long eyelashes were covered with tears, and she looked as beautiful as a painting.

Mu Jiu suddenly thought of her: "I'll divorce her and move to a new home with you, okay?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Qingqing was paralyzed with fear.

"I'll give you a name, huh?"

He had waited for her for such a long time, protecting and pampering her, and when he felt extremely suffocated, he would just hold her in his arms to satisfy his desire.

If we get any closer, she'll be scared to death.

Mu Jiu also didn't want her to be so afraid of him.

He wanted to have a good life with her.

Now she turned around and hooked up with someone else, which made him unbearable.

He was willing to give up those people for her.

Mu Jiu felt that his possessiveness towards her was even greater than towards her mother.

Of course Mu Qingqing doesn't want to!

"Please let me go, I don't want to, please..."

"Food, clothing and daily necessities are all mine. What right do you have to reject me?"

Mu Jiu was unmoved, he was just a bird that could not fly.

Besides, is he really that bad?

Do you dislike him so much?

Mu Jiu frowned, looked at Mu Qingqing fiercely, pinched her face and asked: "Or, do you really like that stinky boy and want to cheat on me? I tell you, she can do it, but you can't!"

Mu Qingqing collapsed.

"I raised you, so you should be mine."

Mu Qingqing was grabbed out by him and held in his arms.

Mu Qingqing raised her tearful eyes and met the person outside the window.

She wanted to call for help, but someone held her in his arms and kissed her.

Suddenly I was completely dumbfounded.

Bang.

The flower pot outside the window fell to the ground.

A familiar figure passed by in a hurry.

Mu Jiu turned around and frowned: "Who?"

Mu Qingqing took the opportunity to break away from his arms and held the scissors next to her against her neck.

A cat jumped down from the windowsill, dispelling Mu Jiu's doubts.

"Don't come over here. If you touch me again, I will die in front of you!"

She was so angry that she was not afraid of death.

How dare a little girl threaten him with this?

Just as he was about to strike, Mu Qingqing stabbed him with the determination to die.

"and many more!"

Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, looked at him, and stepped back.

Blood oozed from the white neck.

Magnificent and confusing.

Mu Jiu closed his eyes: "Okay, I won't touch you. Don't hurt yourself."

"Come here, I'll give you some medicine."

"go out!"

Mu Jiu took a deep breath and compromised: "Okay, be good and don't do anything stupid, I'll go out."

Now that he was in this position, he had plenty of ways to deal with her and there was no need to rush.

When Mu Jiu's figure disappeared from her sight, Mu Qingqing looked at the scissors in her hand and shed silent tears.

He closed his sore eyes, then opened them again, with a completely different expression.

Mu Jiu, damn it!

Then, something happened to the Mu family suddenly, and Mu Jiu was very busy.

After going out, he came back as a disabled person unable to take care of himself.

……

Mu Yanli didn't believe it, but what she said seemed like... an indisputable fact.

Mu Qingqing's identity was so pitiful that Xie Yanshu couldn't help but feel distressed.

At this moment, all the love and hate are not as strong as her fragility.

He stroked her head gently and kept comforting her: "Don't be afraid, Qingqing, it's all over."