Marrying into a wealthy family, starting from breaking off the engagement

An Ji was a little worried. "That's true, but Qiao Yanzhi is a stubborn person. He might dig deep to find you."

"No matter if it's crooked or not, I'll straighten it even if it's a compass!" Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed. She looked at Mu Xiaodong who was standing on a small stool opening the refrigerator and shouted, "Xiaodong, watch your step!"

Mu Xiaodong wasn't that reserved. He shrilled, "Mommy, I'll get you some milk. It's okay, don't worry. I promise it'll be fine!"

The refrigerator was very high, and he had to stand on tiptoe to reach the glass bottle of fresh milk.

The milk made a crisp sound and was finally held in his hand.

Then, Mu Xiaodong jumped down from the bench. He trotted over and handed two bottles of milk to Mu Qingqing and An Ji. Suddenly, he slapped his head and said, "Oh, how could I forget mine?"

Mu Xiaodong was about to go back when he saw Anji handing him milk in a glass bottle.

"Young Master, drink more milk and grow taller."

Looking at the lively child, Anji's heart softened. He touched Mu Xiaodong's head, his eyes flashing with tenderness.

Mu Xiaodong sighed, "Uncle Anji, stop calling me 'Young Master' all the time. It's not like we have a throne to inherit, so why are we acting like we're in a feudal society?"

"Then what should I call you?" Angie knew that this little brat was daydreaming again.

Mu Xiaodong blinked, raised his head and looked at the tall Anji, "Call my name?"

"But I'm your mother's assistant, so naturally I should call you Young Master. Right, Abby?" Angie glanced at Mu Qingqing, waiting for her reaction.

Mu Qingqing's black eyes tightened, and she looked a little displeased.

Where is the feudal society?

It was obviously just a casual shout.

"Yes, we're not a feudal society. There's no class hierarchy. From now on, everyone should just call each other by their names. You don't have to call me Mommy anymore. Please call me Abby." Mu Qingqing clenched her fingers. "Right, Mu Xiaodong, have you been looking forward to this day for a long time?"

Mu Xiaodong smiled awkwardly, with a hint of shyness in his eyes.

"Mommy, I won't make a fuss anymore!" Mu Xiaodong trembled slightly. "You and Uncle Anji can talk about work slowly. I'll go prepare dinner for you."

Angie thought it was fun.

He walked forward and hugged Mu Xiaodong.

Mu Xiaodong wanted to break free, but Anji held him tightly. "Young Master, go play games in your room. Abby and I have something important to discuss. I'll make dinner later, so you don't have to cook."

Anji patted Mu Xiaodong's shoulder and said, "Now that I'm living here, leave the cooking to me."

Mu Xiaodong's eyes tightened.

He smiled faintly and pushed Angie away, "Humph, then you can't enjoy yourself. The food I cook is the most delicious in the world!"

Angie suddenly felt regretful. "It's okay, it's okay. Your time is precious. The global motorcycle competition is about to start, and you still have to choose a rider's outfit for Abby. You'll be busy then!"

When Mu Xiaodong heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to make a rider's outfit for Mommy myself! Let her become the most beautiful motorcycle goddess in the audience!" Mu Xiaodong was full of anticipation. His eyes were shining. He ran into the room happily, turned on the computer and started looking for information.

I can no longer hide the fact that I have loved tailoring since I was a child.

This time, he wants to design clothes for Mommy!

Mu Qingqing looked at Mu Xiaodong's happy face after being coaxed by Anji, and couldn't help but pat his shoulder, "You are better at coaxing children than me."

"In fact, the young master is very easy to get along with. He has a good personality and is such a sensible child. I hope my son can be half as smart as him in the future." An Ji praised. Without his father's care, Mu Xiaodong could still become a little hacker and even have things he likes. He thought this was a particularly wonderful thing.

Mu Qingqing said solemnly, "You should deal with your singleness issue... I've never seen you in a relationship last more than a week!"

"Should I say you're a playboy or a scumbag? Why haven't you ever had a long-term girlfriend?"

Angie scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I can't help it. Those girls don't like quiet people like me."

"Alright, hurry up and rebuild the motorcycle. I still have a race to go!" Mu Qingqing pulled out a quilt. "I'm going to take a nap first. Call me when dinner is ready."

Mu Qingqing has been running back and forth between the company and home recently, and she has had some hard times.

"Okay... Have a good rest! I didn't expect you to still have this habit, preferring to sleep on the sofa instead of the bed." Angie walked to the refrigerator and took out the ingredients. "I'll make you a seafood hotpot tonight."

"The sofa is warm!" Mu Qingqing squinted her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

Mansion No. 8,

Qiao Xiaoxia was led by Qiao Yanzhi to the underground garage. As soon as she walked out of the elevator, she started pouting and was unwilling to move another step.

"Xiao Xia, be obedient and go back to the old house with daddy for dinner." Qiao Yanzhi had no choice but to persuade her kindly.

Who knew that Qiao Xiaoxia would tear off her mask and give Qiao Yanzhi the middle finger.

"That person is my mommy! I dreamed of her! My mommy is so beautiful, she is an angel." Qiao Xiaoxia insisted stubbornly, wanting to treat Mu Qingqing as her mother.

Qiao Yanzhi's black eyes tightened and his expression froze.

He raised his voice and asked sternly, "Are you leaving or not?"

After moving his legs slightly, Qiao Yanzhi turned around and was about to get into the car.

Qiao Xiaoxia became anxious and screamed, then grabbed Qiao Yanzhi's thigh and held him tightly, refusing to let go.

"Let's go!" Qiao Yanzhi said with a cold face.

What kind of misunderstanding could make her think that any pretty woman is her mommy?

The woman kissed and hugged her daughter.

It seems that this has been planned for a long time.

Seeing that Qiao Xiaoxia didn't move, Qiao Yanzhi picked her up and threw her directly into the car.

Qiao Xiaoxia felt as if she were flying, and then landed on a soft cushion. She frowned slightly and cried in a baby voice, "Dad, I don't want to go back to the old house!"

Qiao Yanzhi's expression was serious. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone bully you."

"But they hate me!"

Qiao Xiaoxia knew very well that the Qiao family had no room for her.

She was only five years old, but she already knew that she was an orphan without a father or a mother. If Qiao Yanzhi had not saved her, she would have starved to death on the streets or in the garbage dump.

Although Qiao Yanzhi has a wife, Qiao Xiaoxia has never seen that woman.

Qiao Xiaoxia also knew that her presence in the Qiao family was a secret that could not be made public, and no one liked her.

All the elders in the Qiao family dislike her.

Qiao Yanzhi's heart moved. He reached out and hugged her, then kissed her on the forehead. "My dear daughter, let them hate you. You are the only one who is beautiful."

"..."

Qiao Xiaoxia didn't say anything, she saw light in those deep eyes.

Dad, that’s so nice…