Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 85

Xiao Yu was stunned. The last time my younger brother lost his temper was in Munich.

Xiaoyu was a little anxious, what should I do?
The last time my brother got angry, he really chopped off the man's hands...

No, no, brother is the one she likes, and he cannot be hurt.

What about the younger brother?The younger brother is her relative and the one she loves, he did this for his own good...

Xiao Yu was suffering in his heart, and in the next second, he jumped out with his eyes closed.

Doerdi jumped in front of them, Mu Qingshen was so frightened that she immediately withdrew the knife, lest she would be hurt.

"Both of you, get the hell out of here!" Xiao Yu pointed at each other, her face puffed up and angry.

Mu Qingshen: "..."

Mu Yeqin: "..."

Mu Qingshen: Sis, we seem to be the ones who should get out?
Mu Yeqin: Then I go?
Xiao Yu realized that she had said something wrong, and raised her hand angrily, staring at her younger brother, "You, take me out!"

Mu Yeqin: "..."

Mu Qingshen: "..."

All right, let's go.

Mu Qing grabbed her deeply, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Mu Yeqin stretched out his hand and grabbed her.

Xiao Yu turned around, her eyes sparkling, "Brother, are you trying to keep me?"

"Yeah." Mu Yeqin didn't deny it, and stood in front of them with a tall body, staring at Mu Qingshen, "You can't take her away, I invited her here, and my friendship as a landlord has not yet been fulfilled, you You can't just take her away."

"Impossible? I need your consent to lead my sister away? Is it your turn to point fingers at my Mu family?"

Mu Qingshen was arrogant, pointed at him with a knife, and said in a condensed voice, "Get out of the way!"

"No!"

Mu Yeqin didn't retreat half a step, and stood still, with an impressive expression revealing: If you have the guts, you can chop it up.

Mu Qing tightly clenched the hand holding the handle of the knife, and there were flames burning in his pupils, do you think I really dare not?

If it weren't for the fact that there are two children in this room, he would have gone up with a knife.

What he had in his hand was a real knife, a shining real knife, a knife could definitely bleed someone.

Unexpectedly, her brother would keep her, Xiao Yu was very happy, but seeing the current situation, her brother might as well not keep her, Xiao Yu was so anxious that she could not help but look back, wanting to ask for help, but when she turned around, she was dumbfounded .

Yuanyuan was playing ranking, babbling, enjoying the grapes fed by her father.

On the small sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Juechen folded his legs and quietly browsed through magazines, taking a sip of the tea from the small table from time to time.

Even if the surrounding environment is terrible, he can still put on the temperament of a handsome man.

On the couch, Ling Lie lay down on one, pillowing on his brother's leg, and cleared the "Great People's Fashion" with him.The two brothers haven't played together in a team for a long time, this long-lost intimacy makes Ling Lie happy.

Xiaochun leaned against Si Jin, drowsy.

Fu Shiyun scrolled through Douyin boredly, and occasionally looked up at them.

Oh, are you going to cut it?

The center of the living room is full of arrogance and arrogance, and a storm can be set off in the next moment; the side of the floor-to-ceiling windows is peaceful and peaceful, enjoying life, completely two extremes, as if they are not in a parallel space.

Xiao Yu was simply worrying about her left and right.

If you can't fight, you can't fight. Uncle and uncle are so loving, how can you fight?
Yuanyuan has already seen through it.

"Uncle, put down the knife and come over and accompany me with two?" Yuanyuan said while striking.

Mu Qingshen's emotions exploded from desire to forbearance, she slammed down the knife, picked up her sister and left.

Unexpectedly, he taught the old dog to cut it straight, Xiao Yu was snatched and fell into the old dog's arms, and then the old dog turned around and went upstairs.

"You tm—" Mu Qingshen picked up the knife and chased after him.

Enter the room, throw on the bed, come out, close the door!
All in one go.

Hid the person in the room.

Mu Yeqin came out too hastily, and Mu Qingshen rushed up too hastily, the two almost collided, Mu Qingshen raised his knife, this time it was really going to be chopped.

Mu Yeqin raised his hand, grabbed his wrist and shook it twice, the knife fell to the ground.

"Let's talk."

Not allowing him to resist, Mu Yeqin dragged him downstairs.

"Let go of me, shit! Day..."

Mu Qingshen yelled all the way, and the people in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows watched him being pulled out the door.

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Under the vast darkness of night, the fort road winding to the mountainside is faintly glowing with silver light.

There were two black and white checkered flags for racing cars, and the flagpoles were cross-painted on a huge iron gate. The iron gate was slowly opened, and the lamps were lit up. Mu Qing was shocked.

An 8000-meter circular asphalt track, at a glance, endless, with a straight road of 5000 meters.

Mu Yeqin said: "This track can reach a speed of 150 kilometers per hour. On that straight track, you can gallop to 280."

Ow~~~~~~
Mu Qingshen was immediately speechless.

This mother is the real rich man ┭┮﹏┭┮~~
It’s fine to build a race track at home, the key is the speed┭┮﹏┭┮~~
The world famous Le Mans track has a total length of 13.5 kilometers, an average speed of only 200 kilometers per hour, and a straight track of up to 390 kilometers.

What the heck, just like a replica of Le Mans, Le Mans is its son, Little Le Mans┭┮﹏┭┮~~
Especially, this track is built at home, at home┭┮﹏┭┮~~
Take it out at home, it’s better than many professional tracks outside┭┮﹏┭┮~~
Mu Qing cried deeply, and then looked at the sports cars in the middle of the track, black, silver, blue, yellow and green...

Shiny and shiny, blinding his peach blossom eyes.

Not only tears, but also saliva flowed out.

Any one of these sports cars can rank in single digits in the world rankings.

Mu Qing bent her body deeply, her eyes were almost glued to the car, with her excited heart and trembling hands, she drove past the motorcycles one by one, and she had already forgotten about the poor little sister in the room.

Oh, Xiao Yu has fallen asleep.

That room belonged to Mu Yeqin, and there was his scent on the quilt, very light, very light, Xiao Yu sniffed it and fell asleep.

In the dream, she was sitting on a swing, her brother was pushing behind her, she raised her arms high, and smiled happily...

Mu Yeqin has been paying attention to his reaction, pursing his lips in satisfaction.

When the motorcycle reached one, Mu Qing was shocked, and then straightened up abruptly.

He stared at the car in disbelief, a little dumbfounded, "This, this is Roslin..."

Roslin, a true god.

I participated in F1 for the first time seven years ago, and the record was directly filled, and no one could break it.

"Roslin, how come Roslin's car is here with you?!——" Mu Qing grabbed him and shook him wildly.

Just kidding, who is Roslin, that is his idol, his god, the goal and dream he wants to surpass in his whole life.

Let's put it this way, the opponent in Mu Qingshen's heart, besides himself, is Roslin.

Five years ago, he suddenly announced his withdrawal, and then the whole world learned that it was not sudden. He was terminally ill and had reached the point where he could no longer sustain himself on the field.

A generation of gods fell away.

On the day he left, how many people watched his coffin being carried into the funeral parlor and shed tears, including Mu Qingshen.

Under the incandescent lights, the car is bright red and hot, with smooth and charming lines. The whole body is wedge-shaped with low front and high rear, showing aggressive dynamics, leading sexy and elegant at the same time, and every part is domineering and perfect.

This was Roslin's game that year was too exciting, and Prince Diman spared no expense to build it just for him.

Delivered in person on the day of the F1 awards.

Roslin, his synonym, is also the name of his sports car, the only one in the world.

(End of this chapter)