The next morning, when Qiao Yingying was preparing to go out for breakfast, she suddenly heard someone calling her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, who's going to wash my clothes for me before leaving. Qin Muchen stood by the railing on the third floor and shouted at her.

Qiao Yingying pursed her lips, oh, put the bag in the living room, and went to do the laundry.

"This Miss Qin is really rude, I obviously have a name, and she still calls me to feed. ”

Qiao Yingying thought about it, suddenly got angry, poured all the piles of clothes in the frame into the washing machine, and washed them with a bang.

I won't hand wash it for you!

She sat down on a small stool next to her in relief, and looked out the window in a daze.

After the clothes were washed, she took them out to dry, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say anything, so she simply didn't care, and went to the hospital after drying.

In the evening, the villa.

After dinner, Qin Muchen shouted to take a bath, and Qiao Yingying went upstairs to take away her clothes and put them in her room.

Qin Muchen glanced at the clothes on the bed casually, and shouted out at the time, pointing at Qiao Yingying and being speechless for a long time.

"You, you, you—" She saw that Qiao Yingying still looked ignorant and innocent, so angry that her chest fell to the ground, picked up her clothes, and rushed out of the room.

Qiao Yingying followed behind her, looking confused, not knowing what was going on.

Qin Muchen knocked on Guan Mufeng's door angrily.

"What's wrong?" Guan Mufeng looked at Qin Muchen who was angry, and Qiao Yingying, who was standing next to him with a calm expression, and asked.

"Look at my clothes!" Qin Muchen shook the clothes in his arms, looked at Qiao Yingying, and said angrily, "I just asked her to help me wash my clothes in the morning, she actually dyed all my clothes!"

Hearing this, Qiao Yingying raised her eyes to look at the clothes, and there were faint blue marks in several places. She thought to herself, no wonder she felt that something was wrong when she was drying her clothes in the morning, it turned out that she was dyed with color.

Somehow, she didn't feel guilty at all about damaging Qin Muchen's clothes, and felt very happy: This is called evil retribution for wicked people.

But you still have to admit your mistakes obediently.

She hung her head, pinched the corners of her clothes with her fingers, and said in a shameful tone: "I'm sorry... I may have accidentally mixed in the blue towel from the upstairs window to wash it together..."

Guan Mufeng stood at the door, looking at her pitiful appearance, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

Qin Muchen was almost angry, these were tens of thousands of luxury brand clothes, all of which she destroyed with a rag!

"I don't care, you pay me!" she threw all her clothes to the ground, and there were bras and panties inside, and they spilled all over the ground at once.

Qiao Yingying saw that a pair of flesh-colored lace panties were also dyed, and it looked like... The traces left by the child's peeing of his pants almost burst out laughing, and he quickly covered his mouth.

From some angles, she looked like she was about to cry. So Guan Mufeng frowned.

"It's just a few clothes, just buy it. He said in a deep voice and looked at Qin Muchen, "Let her accompany you to buy clothes tomorrow, and this matter will end here." ”

His tone was categorical and unquestionable. Qin Muchen glared at Qiao Yingying angrily and returned to the room angrily.

Qiao Yingying squatted down, picked up the scattered clothes one by one, and when she picked up the pair of underwear, she couldn't help laughing again, but she didn't dare to make a sound, and her shoulders were shaking slightly.

Crying? Guan Mufeng's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Why are you still crying when you say you don't have to pay for it?" he was a little irritable, and his tone was not very good.

Qiao Yingying suddenly stopped laughing, and raised her head to look at Guan Mufeng with some apprehension.

"No... Didn't cry. She explained in a whisper.

But she just couldn't bear to laugh and endure it very hard, her face was red, her eyes were wet, and she looked like she had cried.

Guan Mufeng's face was even worse, he stared at her for a long time, and then slammed the door shut.

He stood behind the door, not moving his position. Listening to Qiao Yingying's footsteps outside the door, all kinds of emotions in his chest surged in waves, even more turbulent than the night before, and he could hardly hold it.

This is a feeling he experienced a few weeks ago. But since he decided to ignore Qiao Yingying and only use her as a nanny, he hasn't appeared again.

Clearly, he failed.

He could not tolerate such failures.

Because he's been through so many such breakdowns that each time he nears despair and falls into the abyss.

Under the light, in the huge room, he stood alone, his thin lips were pursed, his resolute facial features exuded a repulsive indifference, and the emotions surging in his deep eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a resolute color...