Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 39 Weibing vest, slag end

The lights were on in the huge dining room, and the siblings sat opposite each other at the dining table.

Nianbai held his chin, watched him eat, and called out: "Shen'er..."

"Huh?" Mu Qing raised his eyes and glanced at her, then continued to suck his noodles, "What's wrong, sister?"

Nianbai stopped resting his chin, and propped his arms on the table, "There is something I would like to ask for your help."

"Say it, why are you being polite to me?"

He stuffed more than half of the egg into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and this eating style was indeed a bit arrogant, which all stemmed from the habits born during the time he spent in Munich.

"My sister wants you to help me check my social circle."

She also asked Qian Mo just now, and Qian Mo had the same answer as Mrs. Xuanyuan, but her doubts were still not dispelled, so she could only investigate by herself.

"Ah? Have you lost your memory? You don't even know anyone you know?" Mu Qingshen picked up a chopstick noodle and was about to put it in his mouth. When he heard her words, he stopped and looked at her.

"Not only mine, but also theirs, from childhood to adulthood, I want them all."

Mu Qing's eyes were fixed, "Sister, what are you...doing?"

He naturally knew who "they" were referring to, other than her, Li Mo, Wei Bing, sister Xiao Yu...

Still from childhood to adulthood?
This made Mu Qingshen have to think a lot, what exactly was his sister going to do, why did she become so weird all of a sudden?
"Check it out for me first, and I'll tell you when the time comes." Nian Bai didn't say it directly, but said.

"Okay." After eating the noodles, Mu Qingshen took a deep gulp of the soup and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

The rain became lighter and turned into wisps, constantly wanting to break, as thin as a silver thread occasionally flashing a light.

This night, Nian Bai didn't sleep well. She had a strange dream. In the dream, under a big tree, she was lying on a man's lap, and that man held up a book to shield her from the sun. can't see...

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Mountains and water are the best combination of stillness and movement.Coupled with the hurried and bustling tourists, it forms a beautiful landscape that belongs to life.

At this moment, at nine o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Xuanyuan had already boarded the plane, and Wei Bing, Qian Mo, and Mu Qingshen all came to see her off.

At this moment, the three of them were strolling in the airport lobby, line by line, Qian Mo sighed: "The eldest princess is gone, I should go home too."

The biggest danger around Wei Bing is Mu, now that the danger is temporarily lifted, Qianmo has nothing to worry about for the time being.

"Well, you go first, I'll look for you in a while." Wei Bing leaned forward slightly, and turned to glance at the cartoon figure on the side.

"Huh?" Qianmo raised an eyebrow.

Wei Bing said, "I plan to go to Sheng Han to teach, and I want to rent a house there."

Qianmo clapped her hands, "That's great..."

Mu Qing looked at her sister deeply, and interrupted Qianmo: "Are you going to Shenghan to teach?"

He made a fuss, as if he heard something incredible.

Wei Bing smiled at him, "Why, is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem, you can't go!"

Just kidding, his sister is so strict, if he really went, would he be fine? ...

Just in case, in case you want to become his teacher, his head teacher...

Oh my god, Mu Qingshen didn't dare to think about it.

Wei Bing crossed his arms and glanced at him, "Is your house open? Why can't I go?"

Mu Qing frowned deeply, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Anyway, anyway, I just can't go!"

Qianmo leaned closer to Weibing, blinked, "This brat is so afraid of you."

Wei Bing laughed softly, his brows and eyes were curved, and the tenderness in his eyes was fleeting. At that moment, it seemed that the words came out. I have to say, sometimes they are really alike.

Qian Mo went around to Mu Qingshen's side, and poked him with his elbow, "Hey, are you so afraid of your sister?"

Mu Qing pursed his lips deeply, could he not be afraid?

The beautiful devil Sherlock Holmes is not talking about it.

You go to Princeton and ask, which student mentioned Curran, a professor of biology and chemistry, and didn't he turn pale when he talked about it?
She has always been very strict with her students. Those who want to pass the threshold and be admitted to her research team must have a patent project; those who want to graduate from her must have a Technological innovation and breakthrough, a research result.

The usual workload can be imagined, and most people can't bear it at all.

She is beautiful and impersonal, and like a detective, she can always see through everything the students do, so everyone gave him such a nickname.

Back then, Mu Qingshen refused to go to Princeton, even if she was knocked out by Qian Mo and thrown into the school, and finally crawled out by herself.

"Sister, can you not go to Shenghan, not go to Shenghan to teach..."

The poor brother stretched out two little fingers and secretly tugged on her little sleeve, feeling aggrieved.

Wei Bing walked forward with his head held high, raised his eyebrows, and looked like a big man, "Okay, I promise you."

"Huh~" Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled, her sister still doted on him.

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The sun climbed up the western mountain.

Jiuzhang Court is built on the mountain.

As soon as you enter the gate, a black and white cobblestone winding path leads directly to the inner courtyard. The grasslands on both sides of the winding path are vast, and amidst the green, there are a variety of charming flowers blooming luxuriantly.

Elegant and not complicated.

In the inner courtyard, there was a female ghost crying and howling: "Brother, brother, you must save me!"

The figure in front of the villa door and under the steps, with a straight waist, stands like a high mountain, dressed in a long robe and mandarin jacket from the Republic of China period, and holding a black wooden crutch in his hand, calm and majestic.

Although his face is old and his hair has silver threads, he is still energetic and his eyes are as bright as fire.

The head of the Feng family, Feng Wenzhe.

He stared at the woman on the ground coldly.

The woman knelt down at his feet, clutching the hem of his robe, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I'm your sister, you can't drive me out, drive me out of Feng's house, woo woo..."

"I can't drive you away? What are you!" Feng Wenzhe flicked his clothes and kicked the woman over, "Misfortune comes from your mouth. I have warned you that your mouth will cause trouble sooner or later. If you don't listen , the result? The Mu family wanted to mess with you, and Xingsheng also threatened to spare you, so what are you waiting for if you don't drive you away? Waiting for the Feng family to be killed by you, and go to hell with you?!"

In the huge courtyard, Feng Wenzhe's stern voice was thick and powerful, piercing through every place. He became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally pointed his crutch at her, out of breath.

This stupid pig, it's okay to provoke the Mu family with his outspokenness. Anyway, the Mu family and the Feng family have a marriage contract, so they will show some affection to some extent, but what about Xingsheng?

He really didn't know how this stupid pig could offend Xingsheng!

His daughter is in Xingsheng, and they threatened her directly, asking him to drive Feng Yan out of the house, and asked him to remove her from the family tree and completely sever ties with the Feng family, otherwise Feng Ruyan would be kicked out out of the company.

Yes, the Feng family is rich, powerful and powerful, and the number one family in Zihai City not only commands the wind and rain in Zihai City, but even outside Zihai City, they are still respected by others.

But such a family couldn't handle a Xingsheng.

Are you saying it's irritating?
Feng Ruyan's biggest dream is to act, every day she prepares to be famous and become a well-known artist.

She doesn't want to do anything other than acting.

(End of this chapter)