Don't Provoke Princess

At the same time, the youth with a cold temperament quickly picked up the piece of paper on the ground. When Mu Qingqing was struggling with her arms wide open, he wrapped them around her waist. As Mu Qingqing struggled too hard, he found that he couldn't stop her with one hand, so he used his other hand to pull her back from the rosebush.    

    

Mu Qingqing had just steadied herself when she forcefully pushed aside this youth with a cold temperament.    

    

"Rogue!" Mu Qingqing cursed angrily. She was now allergic to men! Originally, she felt very sorry for stepping on someone's phone number. However, after that hug, she suddenly thought of Zhan Yufei, the scumbag who had caused her to lose her life. After passing the safe distance, Mu Qingqing felt both angry and embarrassed. She patted the leaves on her body, feeling annoyed.    

    

The cold-looking teenager was stunned for a second. Then, he placed the back of his hands in front of Mu Qingqing.    

    

"Dwarf, you have to rely on your conscience when you speak." A few lukewarm words.    

    

The thorns of the rose had left streaks of blood-red on the young man's hand. Although they were flesh wounds mixed with sweat, it was still quite painful to look at.    

    

Mu Qingqing was dumbstruck, momentarily ignoring the fact that he had called her shorty twice.    

    

Just now, if he hadn't saved her, Mu Qingqing would have suffered some superficial wounds, and perhaps even her own face would have been stung by the rose thorns, with the possibility of her face being disfigured by the thorns.    

    

"I'm sorry." Mu Qingqing bit her lips and apologised apologetically. She turned around and ran back home, leaving the angry young man frozen on the spot.    

    

"Just a word of apology and that's it?" The young man could not help but smile helplessly. It was one thing to step on his phone number, but to think that he would be scolded as a hooligan even though he saved her with good intentions. A word of apology would at most equalize her cursing him as a hoodlum. The wound on his hand had not been fully healed!    

    

Mo Xiaohe lowered his head and looked at his hand that was riddled with scars from the rose thorns. It seemed that he shouldn't meddle in other people's business and insisted on saving the beauty. Sigh … These days, it was difficult for a good person to do it!    

    

"..."    

    

Mu Qingqing ran all the way into Mu Family's door, and did not dare to turn around to look at the youth.    

    

If she were to turn her head now, she would definitely see the youth firmly standing beside a rose bush. He was holding onto a piece of paper with his wrinkled hair and his lips curled up slightly. He was looking at her leaving figure with interest.    

    

In Mu Family, Su Cuiyun had long since gone downstairs. Wearing a cool and refreshing black gauze dress, she sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched television. The scene in the living room was still unfolding. The tea table was still sprawled out on its original spot. Mu Qingqing knew that all of this would be her doing.    

    

"Mom." Mu Qingqing lowered her head and called out.    

    

"Heh, Miss Mu still knows that I'm your mother." Su Cuiyun looked at Mu Qingqing with a cold smile. The black belt in her hand was still the same one from this morning. She had asked Mu Anren. She would be staying at the company this week. This week, she would have time to deal with Mu Qingqing slowly.    

    

"…" Mu Qingqing leaned against the door of the main entrance, but her heart was cold.    

    

It was because she knew Su Cuiyun was her mother that she didn't understand why she was always the one being beaten.    

    

"Stupid girl, you were trying to sow discord last night in order to divorce me and your dad, right?" Su Cuiyun pulled at the leather belt in her hands, a sinister smile on her face.    

    

In Mu Qingqing's heart, Su Cuiyun wasn't actually that ugly. She was in her thirties and had three children, so her figure didn't change. Even her face looked like a philanthropist. Her skin wasn't bad either. Mu Anren wasn't stingy and gave her money to take care of herself at the beauty salon. However, to Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen, she would always have the appearance of a loving mother. But to her, heh, she would really have all sorts of expressions.    

    

Mu Qingqing glared at the belt in Su Cuiyun's hand. She was afraid of pain, really afraid. But Su Cuiyun, every time, was quite vicious and would never go to the wrong place. Even if she wanted to find someone to protect her, in the entire Mu Family, there was only Mu Anren. However, the place that Su Cuiyun hit really did call her a young girl, so it was hard to say what she wanted to say.    

    

Chest, thighs, buttocks.    

    

Mu Qingqing was an extremely shy girl. Even if a stranger talked to her, it would make her blush for a long time. She couldn't help it, she was introverted.    

    

"Mom, I'm not." Mu Qingqing said confidently as she faced Su Cuiyun's vicious gaze.    

    

"Heh, you didn't?" Su Cuiyun stood up. She was about 1.6m tall, and could be considered a tall beauty. Didn't I tell you not to cook the distillers grains in the morning? Yet, you actually caused your little sister to have a forehead injury. "Mu Qingqing, your mother didn't teach you well enough to respect your elders and children. You want to commit murder and set fires, don't you?"    

    

Mu Qingqing stared at the 1.2-meter belt and frowned. All she could think of was how she looked when she was hit by this belt in her previous life. The bloodstains on her legs were so thick that Su Cuiyun had even broken the fabric of her pants.    

    

The feeling of pain made her blood boil. Mu Qingqing stared at the leather belt in Su Cuiyun's hand.    

    

Su Cuiyun, on the other hand, was looking down on Mu Qingqing's cold gaze. Man, her daughter had grown up and was becoming more and more disobedient.    

    

Are you unconvinced?    

    

Then hit until she submitted!    

    

With a "pa" sound, the belt in Su Cuiyun's hand fiercely whipped the floor tiles in front of Mu Qingqing, producing a clear and loud sound.    

    

It was only then that Mu Qingqing snapped out of her daze.    

    

"Kneel." Su Cuiyun commanded Mu Qingqing coldly.    

    

In Su Cuiyun's eyes, Mu Qingqing had always been soft. She would do whatever she said. If Lili tried to resist, she would be beaten down by Su Cuiyun's rain-like flurry of blows and stabs and kowtows. In any case, Mu Anren did not really care about his family's matters. As long as he did not embarrass Mu Family outside, he would not interfere in his family's matters.    

    

At this time, Mu Qingqing coldly laughed. She raised her bright eyes to look at Su Cuiyun, but her steps didn't move at all.    

    

"Little bitch, I told you to kneel!" Su Cuiyun grew impatient and reached out to pull Mu Qingqing's arm, wanting her to kneel down.    

    

Before she could grab Mu Qingqing's arm, Mu Qingqing had already lifted her hand to block her arm. She then slammed the books and homework book she was holding onto onto the floor of the house.    

    

This posture made it seem as if they were going to fight with Su Cuiyun.    

    

"I called you 'mother', and you called me 'little slut'?" Mu Qingqing glared furiously at Su Cuiyun. The emotions that had been buried deep within her for more than twenty years burst out at once.    

    

Her voice was loud, and it even alarmed Mu Xiaoyou upstairs.    

    

"Yo." Su Cuiyun was stunned for a moment. She looked at Mu Qingqing, who had exploded in front of her, still unable to recover from her shock.