He Zhiqing had completely determined at this time that it was Jiang Xiaoyu who said something to Mu Yao that made Mu Yao what she is now.

This damn Jiang Xiaoyu, why didn't she find out before, Jiang Xiaoyu has a bit of a brain!

"Cousin? That's really close enough! Make Yaoyao ugly and buy some messy clothes for her to wear, your mother probably won't wear those clothes. ”

"Hua Yaoyao's money made Yaoyao misunderstood by her parents that she was a loser, but in fact? I'm afraid that all that money is spent by you! ”

"And ......"

"Little fish." Mu Yao spoke up to stop it, there are some things that it is better not to let He Zhiqing know about them now.

For example, she already knew that she asked Zhao Yuhong to do those things, and the matter of Qingchenfeng was also related to He Zhiqing.

After all, Qingchenfeng has a crush on He Zhiqing.

Jiang Xiaoyu saw Mu Yao stop him, and snorted coldly at He Zhiqing.

He Zhiqing had red eyes, looked at Mu Yao with an aggrieved look, and she said, "Yaoyao, do you think so too?" ”

Mu Yao quietly watched He Zhiqing acting, and when He Zhiqing saw Mu Yao like this, tears rolled down in time.

These tears really came as soon as they were said, and Mu Yao was also speechless for a while, but only people like He Zhiqing are the most suitable to play a white lotus!

"Yaoyao, you really think so, it's really ......" He Zhiqing sobbed, stretched out her hand to cover her face, and continued to cry, "Those clothes are all your favorite styles, and when I bought clothes before, you asked me to pick them for you; Is it difficult for you to buy your own clothes and ask me to pay for you? You know I don't have any money. I made you ugly because you were going to follow Chen Jing and them outside, I was afraid that you would be bullied because you were too beautiful, and you are actually ...... now."

The more He Zhiqing cried, the more sad she became, and the louder she cried, for fear that others would not see her crying.

Mu Yao watched her act quietly, and finally simply put her hands around her chest, sat directly on the chair and watched He Zhiqing cry, she wanted to see how long He Zhiqing could cry.

He Zhiqing, who was squatting on the ground with both hands on her knees, her "crying" shoulders trembled vigorously at this time, she was waiting for Mu Yao to comfort her, but her voice was almost hoarse, but she didn't even hear a sound.

He Zhiqing's heart also chuckled, could it be that Mu Yao really didn't plan to comfort her?

He Zhiqing snorted in her mouth, but her head was secretly raised slightly from between her knees, and she wanted to sneak a glance, but she saw Mu Yao sitting there for a long time, forcing her to watch the show.

Suddenly, He Zhiqing forgot to even pretend to cry.

At this time, a little white hand reached over, clasped her chin, and lifted her head from between her knees a little forcefully, Mu Yao looked at her with a smile, the whole person looked evil, and even the tails of her eyes were full of evil.

Such a Mu Yao was undoubtedly unfamiliar, and at the same time made her feel scared.

"Aren't you pretending?" Mu Yao's voice was faint, but she couldn't hear the sarcasm in her words.

He Zhiqing was stunned and didn't speak, her eyes fell on Ming Zhao on the side.

So, did he see it all?

A warm little hand landed on her face, wiped it gently, and sighed, "The tears on my face are dry, pretend to be very hard!" ”