Don't Provoke Princess

"Dad, where's the bathroom? I can apply the medicine myself. " Mu Qingqing lifted the lid of the medicine box, took out the bottle of iodine from the box, and held it in her hand.    

    

"On the other side, are you seriously injured?" Mu Anren stared at Mu Qingqing's right leg. This child had always been patient and cold, but he also knew that Mu Qingqing was more shy than Mu Xiaoyou. It wasn't convenient for a man like him to drug her.    

    

"I'm fine." Mu Qingqing grabbed the iodophor and the cotton swabs and limped to the bathroom opposite.    

    

Seeing that, Mu Anren could only move the liquor on the desk to a corner and put it down. Young Master Mo had placed the wine on his desk to show his respect. Now, after the others had left, he placed it in a corner.    

    

Mo Liming was the father of Mo Xiaohe and also his old comrade. Even after leaving the army for so many years, they still maintained contact. What moved Mu Anren was that Mo Liming still remembered that when he left the army, he said that he would bring him the first batch of new flavors he made.    

    

Mu Anren had forgotten about this matter from far away. Mo Liming still remembered it in his heart. This sense of camaraderie really warmed his heart.    

    

A knock sounded on the door, causing Mu Anren to straighten his body and look towards the door.    

    

It was the mother and daughter pair, Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou.    

    

Su Cuiyun was still wearing her black muslin skirt. Her hair was disheveled, and her expression was ugly. Mu Xiaoyou, on the other hand, was even more exaggerated. Her forehead was wrapped in gauze, and there was even a trickle of blood seeping out from it.    

    

"What's going on?" Mu Anren stood on the spot and stared blankly at Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou.    

    

This was the office space. Mo Xiaohe had logically left his company just now in order to save face for him. Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou came again. From the looks of it, it seemed like they had fought with someone.    

    

"Anren, I …" Su Cuiyun looked around and saw no sign of Mu Qingqing. She thought that she might not be able to catch up with her complaint if she took a taxi. It seemed that God had given her the chance to avoid any problems with her relationship with Mu Anren.    

    

Mu Anren didn't have any intention of asking Su Cuiyun to sit down, but his gaze was fixated on Su Cuiyun's right arm and the red marks on it. With a glance, one could tell it was the belt. Su Cuiyun's gaze shifted downwards. Her black gauze dress revealed a slight trace of a trace, but it was also revealing lines after lines.    

    

"Anren, I just saw that Qing was back later than usual, so I scolded her, and she beat me with her belt as if she had gone mad. Look at the marks on my hands, they were all pulled out by her. " Lili felt wronged and raised her arms in front of Mu Anren, her tears falling down along with the sound of "Pa Da".    

    

"Qing Qing beat you up?" Mu Anren placed his hands on his waist and looked at the wound on Su Cuiyun's arm. Compared to the wounds on the back of Mu Qingqing's hand, the marks on Su Cuiyun's hand didn't seem to exist.    

    

"Of course, as you know, I've never been hit by any of my parents in my entire life, so I was furious. I snatched the belt from her and hit her …" "" Su Cuiyun whispered, but there was no guilt in her tone. " Also, look at the wound on Xiaoyou's head.    

    

"Sofia, tell me, what happened to the wound on your head?" Mu Anren didn't want to look at Su Cuiyun, either, but he looked at Mu Xiaoyou instead.    

    

"Dad, I'm allergic to alcohol. Big Sis started cooking the distillers grains in the morning. I told her not to cook the distillers grains in the future, so Big Sis didn't agree. Mom told her not to cook the distillers grains at home, so she ran away. I wanted her to talk to Mom, so I reached out and gave her a tug and she pushed me down. "Well, if you hit your head on the corner of the tea table, that's it." Mu Xiaoyou also had a wronged look on her face. If she wanted to cry or not, it would make everyone's heart ache.    

    

Mu Anren thought for a moment and his gaze fell on Su Cuiyun. The distillers' grains are used for cooking eggs. It was Qing Qing's little girl who was pained that I didn't eat breakfast. Xiaoyou is allergic to distillers' grains.    

    

"If I'm really allergic to alcohol to this extent, then do I have to stop drinking in the future? You don't even have to go back to your own home anymore, do you? " Mu Anren looked at Su Cuiyun with a cold face, clearly showing that he was holding back his anger.    

    

"No, that's not it." After hearing what Mu Xiaoyou said, Su Cuiyun still felt that her child was sensible and knew how to speak up for her. However, she didn't expect that the distillers grains that Mu Qingqing cooked in the morning were for Mu Anren to eat. This damned girl, didn't she usually tell me that she didn't need to prepare breakfast for Mu Anren?    

    

"This injury on your body, do you want me to tell you where it came from?" Mu Anren wasn't a fool. Mu Qingqing was usually shy and cold, but there was still a possibility of pushing Mu Xiaoyou down. It would be a fantasy to take a belt and roll it on Su Cuiyun's mom.    

    

In addition, how severe were the injuries on Mu Qingqing's body? The young master of the Mo family was able to see through her patience. If Mu Anren couldn't see through it, then in the ancient times, he would be a monarch!    

    

"Anren, clear this child up, she's rebellious. At her age, if I do something wrong, as a mother, I should be educated. " Even though Mu Xiaoyou had said that Mu Anren was supposed to be angry about cooking the distillers' grains, Su Cuiyun's injuries shouldn't have been.    

    

"If she dares to hit me with her belt today, what about tomorrow? "What if you come tomorrow and chop me up with a kitchen knife?" Su Cuiyun held onto the material of her black muslin dress, but her tone made it seem as if she was very aggrieved.    

    

In their small family, Su Cuiyun only cared about eating, drinking, and having fun at home. Mu Anren wouldn't mind too much about hiring a servant. As long as he went home, he would be able to see the scene of prosperity in his home. He only cared about making money and business matters. He had a dream, he would do his best to create a sign for the wooden furniture and pursue the goal of pushing the furniture to the provinces. He would stay in the office all day and all night.    

    

Mu Anren glanced at the toilet opposite her. Obviously, Mu Qingqing must have heard Su Cuiyun's words and she didn't come out for a long time. Maybe it was out of fear, maybe it was out of hiding.    

    

Qing Qing, the medicine will come out once it's done. Mu Anren shouted towards the direction of the bathroom.    

    

"Alright." "Yes." Mu Qingqing replied. Although her voice was a little soft, it was enough for Mu Anren to hear.    

    

Fortunately, at this time, everyone in the company had already gone out to eat. Those who needed to get off work also got off work. It was not Mu Anren's place to make a fool of himself in his office.    

    

"Su Cuiyun, this is an office, not home. There's no need for us to talk about family matters in the office. The rules of the Mu Family are very clear. " Mu Anren looked at Su Cuiyun in displeasure. He was a man with quite a bit of bearing, but this didn't mean that he would place a gentleman's bearing on Su Cuiyun.    

    

Su Cuiyun glanced at Mu Anren in fear before lowering her eyes. Today, she had done another thing wrong. She shouldn't have challenged Mu Anren's bottom line, and she shouldn't have caused trouble in the office.