Jing City, halfway up Wuling Mountain, there are countless tombstones erected around it.

Dark clouds covered the entire sky, overcast and gloomy, calm before the rainstorm.

Even in summer, the wind blowing under the gloom carries a biting bite.

A drizzle falls with the wind.

It was quiet, and a soft voice in the air was intermittent with the wind.

"Mommy, I miss you so much, I quarreled with him again, you must be angry with me, but I can't control my temper when I see him."

"His fortune has multiplied several times recently."

"Grandpa's body is great, he is very obedient, he has morning exercises in the morning, and the company's affairs are handed over to my uncle."

"As for me, it's still the same."

Mu Xiangqing leaned against a tombstone that read 'My Wife Mu Wanying', a tear slipped from the corner of her right eye, chattering about what she had been through recently, whether happy or bad.

Only at this time did Mu Xiangqing have a well-behaved side, without any disguise, only a strong longing for his mother.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Xiangqing's phone vibrated and interrupted her self-talk.

She sat up straight slowly, pulled out her phone from her coat pocket, tears from the corners of her eyes had long been dried by the wind, but her delicate face was also wet by the drizzle.

Mu Xiangqing glanced at the caller ID before answering, her voice was a little lower, not as soft as just now, but her tone was still gentle, "What's the matter?" ”

I don't know what the other party said, the only sadness left on Mu Xiangqing's face was that he became angry after visible condensation.

The wind became stronger, blowing the slightly wet broken hair,

Hanging up the phone, Mu Xiangqing narrowed his eyes, and only turned to look at the photo on the tombstone after hiding the condensation inside.

It was a face with a gentle smile that made people indulge in it at a glance.

Mu Xiangqing's eyes swelled with thick thoughts, and he reached out and gently stroked the smile of the photo, the corners of his mouth turned up, "Mommy, Xiaoqing will come to see you next time." ”

Zhong Zhai, the residence of the richest man in Jing City, occupies a wide area, and it takes a minute's drive from the gate to the front yard.

"Hello Miss."

The busy maid was frightened when he saw Mu Xiangqing who was rushing towards him, bowed his head and said hello, thinking that he would stay away when she went in.

All the servants knew that Mu Xiangqing was so angry that it would inevitably make a big fuss later.

Mu Xiangqing walked briskly towards the back garden behind the house, her delicate and pretty face was covered with frost, and she was covered with cold, and the temperature of the places she passed through dropped by two degrees, even if it was the height of summer, it also made many servants feel the cold winter.

The housekeeper who happened to come from the corridor saw Mu Xiangqing coming from a distance, his face changed, and he turned around in panic to confess, secretly crying bitterly in his heart.

The housekeeper quickly found behind Old Lady Zhong Yue Yuxiu, who was sitting in the gazebo in the back garden and chatting with a few rich ladies, and leaned close to her left ear and whispered, "Old lady, the eldest lady is back." ”

The smile on Yue Yuxiu's face instantly condensed, and she didn't have time to react when she saw her granddaughter come in with a cold face.

Before Yue Yuxiu could speak, Mu Xiangqing, who was haunted by anger, took the lead in asking coldly, "Grandmother, what are you doing here?" ”

The rich lady who was invited by Yue Yuxiu originally wanted to greet Mu Xiangqing, but she didn't dare to open her mouth when she saw this.

The other daughters and celebrities who were standing not far away took a few steps back, not wanting to harm the pond fish.

The entire Jing City upper circle knows that Mu Xiangqing's temper is notoriously bad, willful and casual, he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't have to think about the consequences at all.

And she has that capital.

Who made her the only daughter of the richest man in Jing City.

Although everyone knows that Mu Xiangqing's relationship with her father is incompatible, her father is very fond of her, and whoever makes her feel bad, he will make that person's family bad.

It is said that anyone who has offended Mu Xiangqing over the years has not ended well, whether it is an ordinary person or a wealthy family, or a person with a background, without exception.

"Xiang Qing, didn't you see that I was entertaining guests?" Yue Yuxiu also sank her face and scolded, "What about your politeness and upbringing? ”

Yue Yuxiu, who loves face, was questioned by her granddaughter in public, and she suddenly felt very embarrassed, angry, and the displeasure and disgust in her eyes were even stronger.

Mu Xiangqing smiled coldly, the only reason she had left collapsed instantly, and she raised her foot and kicked the table on her left.

In an instant, the food and drinks on the table were smashed to the ground, and the well-arranged banquet was ruined.

All the people who had been invited to the banquet were frightened and held their breath, lest they would be the next to be kicked.

At the same time, a sentence came to mind.

Mu Xiangqing can't be provoked. ’

Yue Yuxiu was also frightened, shook her whole body, her face turned a little pale, her lips trembled, she wanted to scold her granddaughter, but she couldn't speak.

Because she was known to everyone present about her granddaughter, she has always been crazy, and she never thinks about the consequences of what she wants to do.

She wouldn't dare to hit her, but it's hard to say what other people are.

"You have a feast on my mother's death day." Mu Xiangqing squeezed out from between his teeth word by word, "What do you mean?" ”

Yue Yuxiu's face was pale and froze with fear, she had forgotten about this matter, it was during this time that she was busy preparing for the banquet.

It is indeed that she is in a hurry, her daughter-in-law has been dead for thirteen years, her son has no intention of remarrying, her granddaughter cannot inherit the family business, and she can't let the Zhong family break off, so she invited these ladies to come, thinking about looking for a candidate for her son's remarriage.

For a while, I forgot that today was my daughter-in-law's death day.

Mu Xiangqing's anger reached its peak, and he roared angrily, "Get out of here." ”

Speaking of Mu Xiangqing's mother, it was a pain in the hearts of all those who loved her.

It is a taboo in the Zhong family.

Even if I just know her, I feel sorry for her poor appearance.

But now these people who came to the banquet wanted to leave here as soon as possible to avoid being angry, so they immediately put down the wine glasses and food in their hands and said goodbye to Mrs. Zhong one after another.

In less than a minute, only Yue Yuxiu and Mu Xiangqing were left in the originally lively banquet.

Yue Yuxiu's chest rose and fell violently, and her face with exquisite makeup was extremely ugly, but she didn't have anything to refute her granddaughter, even if her son came back, she couldn't stand it, and her son would probably be very angry when he knew about it.

"I'll remove everything."

Mu Xiangqing turned to leave with a gloomy face.

"It's getting more and more presumptuous."

Only then did Yue Yuxiu speak, reaching out and sweeping the teacup on the table to the ground.

The housekeeper hid far away, and didn't dare to call the maid to come over to clean up, this matter is indeed the old lady's excessive, if you don't choose today, you know that the eldest lady and Mr. care about the lady the most.

After a moment, Yue Yuxiu, who was under the pressure of anger, regained his composure, "Let everyone's mouths be closed, otherwise you should know the end." ”

"Yes." The butler bowed his head in fear.

The people who were kicked out by the Zhong family, all the rich people in Jing City would not dare to invite.

After Yue Yuxiu left, the housekeeper asked people to clean up.

The home that should be beautiful and enviable has disappeared since the death of his wife in an accidental car accident, leaving only sorrow and joy in this home.

What happened in the Zhong Mansion today was forced by everyone to forget about it, as if nothing had happened.

The first day of school.

Mu Xiangqing walked down the stairs, and the housekeeper immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Miss, Mr. is waiting for you in the dining room, saying that he will send you to school after breakfast." ”

"I don't need him, his company needs him more for his job."

The mocking words fell, and the pretty face didn't have any emotion, and went out directly past the housekeeper.

The butler sighed when he saw this, he had already guessed that this was the result, and turned to tell him.

saw Mu Xiangqing also stop, and a mature man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of her, with a shallow and gentle smile on his face, which was in strong contrast with Mu Xiangqing, who was as cold as ice.

"Aqing, I asked the kitchen to make your favorite clear soup noodles, and when you're full, I'll send you to school."

Mu Xiangqing's answer was to curl her eyelashes and leave expressionlessly.

She didn't want to speak, because once she did, there would be quarrels, and she was tired of arguing over the years.

Zhong Nanming had long expected that this would be the result, and turned around and followed his daughter out, "Ah Qing, you still want to eat other breakfasts, I'll let the kitchen do it." ”

Mu Xiangqing still ignored it.

Zhong Nanming still wanted to chase, but the phone rang and he had to stop answering.

Mu Xiangqing, who walked away, closed her eyes, hid her disappointment, and when she opened her eyes again, it was calm.

'Boom...

The sound of locomotive engines could be heard from afar.

The students at the gate of Deyuan High School looked back curiously, and when they saw the familiar figure, horror rose in their eyes, and they avoided a way.

Someone couldn't control his voice and shouted, "Get out of the way, Mu Xiangqing is here." ”

The students who had already entered also fled with horror when they heard this.

The three words 'Mu Xiangqing' have reached the point of frightening in Deyuan High School.

But the freshmen in the first year of high school didn't know, they didn't react for a while, and the old students on the side stretched out their hands and pulled them, not wanting them to provoke Mu Xiangqing on the first day of school and leave Deyuan High School, which was difficult to get into.

Mu Xiangqing has been studying in Deyuan High School for two years, and there are as many as ten students who have been expelled because they offended her, and most of them have backgrounds.

In Deyuan High School, Mu Xiangqing has this ability, as long as she speaks, who makes her father the biggest school director of Deyuan High School.

So it's better for them ordinary students not to mess with her.

Mu Xiangqing drove directly into the school gate, and the teachers and security guards at the gate did not dare to stop him.

On the day Mu Xiangqing was just an adult, the motorcycle that her maternal grandfather gave her was specially customized, the only one in the world.

Mu Xiangqing learned to drive a motorcycle very early, but only recently got a driver's license when he became an adult.

Mu Xiangqing parked the car directly next to the teaching building, took off the helmet, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, and neatly shook his shoulders.

Deyuan High School is a private high school, so you don't have to wear a school uniform every day, but you still need to wear it on the first day of school, and Mu Xiangqing didn't wear it.

Mu Xiangqing was wearing slim black trousers, a black vest with bottoms, a vest jacket of the same color, white sneakers, and slender legs getting out of the car.

The slender figure is fully revealed, and the heroic spirit is sassy.

"Oh, this beautiful line, this dazzling color, Xiao Qingqing, it must have been given to you by your grandfather who loves you to the bone, I envy me to death."

Hearing a familiar voice with a hint of ridicule, Mu Xiangqing's cold face softened, turned around, and threw the helmet out casually.