All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

   Chapter 1141 Don't be a marionette (5)

   Mu Qiao is going crazy, no, he thinks Huo Qianyan is crazy.

   "Hurry up and let me go, or you won't be able to bear the consequences."

  Qianyan stood up straight and looked down at Mu Qiao who couldn't move in the seat: "Don't show this expression in the future, I don't like it."

   Mu Jiao's eyes widened, who did she think she was?

  Qianyan wiped Mu Qiao's mouth with a tissue: "You still look a little helpless and pleasing, and you look cute and harmless, you can't escape from my palm."

  Mu Jiao felt that he was humiliated. If eyes could kill, Qianyan might have died thousands of times.

   "I don't like your attitude very much. I will reflect on it here tonight."

   Qianyan walked out of the door, Mu Qiao wanted to shout loudly, but he didn't want to be seen in such an embarrassed state, so he refrained from shouting.

  Qianyan sent the villa's servants back, then walked back, ignoring Mu Qiao, and went upstairs.

  Mu Qiao's voice sounded from behind: "Huo Qianyan, you shouldn't mess with me!"

  Qianyan didn't seem to hear it, walked back to the room, closed the door, and went to bed to practice the exercises after washing up.

   Mu Jiao cursed secretly, and soon struggled to get out the phone and dialed the number of his personal assistant.

   Tonight's Huo Qianyan is absolutely crazy.

   This is the little white rabbit he raised. Without his permission, she is not allowed to go crazy.

   The personal assistant came in a hurry, and was really surprised to see Mu Qiao's appearance in such a bad way, and almost didn't recognize it.

After    was freed, Mu Qiao only felt that the whole person was tired, especially when he was stuffed with so many desserts, and now he was very uncomfortable. Wanted something salty and spicy but couldn't get enough.

   The personal assistant looked at Mu Qiao's gloomy and uncertain face, and did not dare to speak at all.

   By the time the Mujiao was cleaned up, it was already midnight.

   He came to the door of Qianyan's room with a livid face, and slammed his fist on the door: "Come out!"

   Qianyan was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing the exercises, and didn't mean to go out.

   "Huo Qianyan, I'll say it again, come out!"

   still didn't move, the assistant next to him didn't dare to breathe anymore, he had never seen Mr. Mu be so angry before.

Mu Qiao took out his mobile phone and made a call: "If you don't come out again, I will make it difficult for your family. Huo Zongcheng is addicted to gambling. If I hadn't arranged for someone to watch him, he would definitely go to the casino again. He is you. Father, you don't care about him?"

   Having said that, Mu Qiao stopped at the door, waiting for Qianyan to respond.

  Qianyan thought about the original owner's biological father, Huo Zongcheng, who was not a good person in the first place. He was lazy, alcoholic, and had a bad temper. She suspected that the original owner's mother was a breast cancer caused by Huo Zongcheng.

  Due to family reasons, Mother Huo did not receive timely treatment and eventually died.

   At that time, the original owner had just entered high school. Because of her excellent grades, the school reduced her tuition and miscellaneous fees, and she also obtained a scholarship through her own efforts, so that the family could continue.

   She also has a younger sister, who is already in high school, and her grades are not bad, but still much worse than the original owner.

  The original owner met Mu Jiao in a cafe. At that time, he behaved well, like a normal person. After the other party expressed their love, the original owner refused at first.

   Later, Mu Qiao persevered, and when the young girl met a man who was impeccably perfect and patient with her, she would inevitably be tempted, and finally agreed to date Mu Qiao. She really didn't care about Mu Qiao's money, but because Mu Qiao was a careful and gentle person, and she really didn't want to miss it.

   (end of this chapter)