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162: Handsome, anti-kill girl!(2/3)

"Well," Mu Qingli tilted her head and thought for a while, and said jokingly, "I guess she must be a very beautiful little girl, maybe she is more beautiful than me."

Just then, Fu Lanshen walked down from the building and when he heard Mu Qingli's words, he looked at Mu Qingli thoughtfully.

The little girl didn't come back last night.

This matter may really have something to do with her.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Fu burst into tears and laughed, "Yes, yes! She must be a little girl who is more beautiful than Lili."

Su Yurou placed breakfast on the table, "Master Qi, Miss Mu, you can have breakfast."

"Here you come." Mu Qingli responded and walked into the restaurant.

Unlike before, breakfast this morning is very innovative.

The buns are in the shape of cute little ducks, and the fruits on the plate are also arranged in beautiful patterns.

It is a way to show off the plate that makes people shine.

Su Yurou stood aside and said respectfully, "Miss Mu, this is the first time I have made breakfast for you, I hope it will suit your appetite."

Mu Qingli yawned, "Xiao Su, please help me make a cup of coffee without adding sugar." She didn't want to wake up so early this morning, after all, she only slept for two hours last night, but there was still a very important scene to film in the morning.

Although Mu Qingli looks much smaller than Su Yurou, when she called Su Yurou Xiaosu, it made people feel no sense of incongruity. It felt like she was standing there with all her experiences.

"Okay Miss Mu." Su Yurou nodded respectfully and turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Soon, Su Yurou came over with her coffee, "Miss Mu, your coffee."

"Thank you." Mu Qingli was about to reach out to take it, but the cup was taken away by a big hand with distinct joints.

Su Yurou only felt that she was shrouded in a strong shadow, and then there was a hormonal smell emitted from the man's body. Her heartbeat jumped fast at this moment, but before she could react, the man leaned over and sat on the chair.

The man's actions were really domineering and handsome, which made Su Yurou's eyes approach obsessed.

"Uncle Qi, that's my coffee." Mu Qingli reached out and picked up the cup.

Fu Lanshen reached out to cover Mu Qingli's hand. He was not strong enough, but he easily pressed Mu Qingli's hand, making her unable to move. "Drinking coffee in the morning is not good for your health. Drinking my milk, be obedient."

He held her hand in one hand and handed the milk in front of her with the other. His hand was very big, and he easily wrapped all her hands without any gaps.

Mu Qingli was unwilling to let go of her cup, "I didn't sleep well last night and wanted to drink coffee to refresh myself. It doesn't matter if I drink it once occasionally! Just once!" Speaking of this, Mu Qingli stretched out a finger.

"No." Fu Lan's thin lips opened lightly, "You are still growing and you can't drink coffee in the morning. If you are sleepy, go and ask for a leave from the crew and take a day off at home today."

"No!" Mu Qingli shook her head firmly, "There is a very important show this morning. You can't delay everyone's progress because of me."

"Is that important?" Fu Lanshen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes." Mu Qingli nodded.

In desperation, Fu Lanshen had to compromise, "Then you can only drink half a cup."

"Okay." Mu Qingli agreed happily, "Half a cup is half a cup."

The hand in the palm seemed to be boneless. Fu Lanshen let go of his hand reluctantly. Mu Qingli was ashamed of amnesty and immediately picked up the cup and started drinking coffee.

I promised to drink only half a cup, but according to Mu Qingli's actions, it was like drinking all the coffee in one breath.

Fu Lanshen immediately stood up and took away the cup in her hand. Sure enough, only half a cup of coffee was left.

Fu Lanshen frowned slightly, turned his eyes to look at Su Yurou, and said unhappily, "Don't make coffee for Miss Mu in the morning."

"Okay, Master Qi, I understand." Su Yurou nodded, but her lowered eyes were filled with grievances. What does Mu Qingli want to drink coffee have to do with her? Besides, she is not a servant from this family. She just came to work on behalf of her mother. What position does Fu Lanshen have to accuse her?

no!

She must find a way to get Fu Lanshen to notice her!

Since Fu Lanshen had that meaning to Mu Qingli, it means that he was not the kind of ascetic man.

As long as she can't stop being in a state of desire, she still has hope.

There are really many ways for men to do.

A man like Qiye, even if he only has one night of gratitude to him, I believe he will not treat her badly.

She is not that greedy. She doesn't want to be a wealthy wife. She just wants to gain some material benefits from it.

Of course, if she is lucky enough to become a wealthy wife, she will naturally not refuse.

After all, she is not bad at all and her own conditions are very superior. There is no reason why Master Qi looked down on her.

There is no man in this world who doesn’t steal fish.

Thinking of this, Su Yurou felt much better.

Well, she will definitely be able to fly to the branches and be a phoenix.

Su Yurou clenched her fists, and the expression in her eyes was extremely firm.

Mu Qingli smiled and said, "Don't blame Xiao Su, I want to drink coffee myself. Uncle Qi, there is not much left in the cup anyway, so you can let me drink it all, otherwise it will be wasted. Frugality is the virtue of the Chinese people."

Fu Lanshen picked up the cup and drank all the remaining coffee in the quilt in one breath, "No more."

This wave of slutty actions made Mu Qingli stunned, "I have drunk this! Don't you have a cleanliness obsession?"

Fu Lanshen looked as usual and asked, "Are you trash?"

Mu Qingli "Of course not!"

Fu Lanshen nodded, "My cleanliness is usually only targeted at garbage and bacteria that are invisible to the naked eye. You are not garbage, so you will naturally not carry bacteria on your body."

I can't refute what Mu Qingli said!

Fu Lanshen sat down, looked at the breakfast on the table, frowned and said, "Who made the breakfast this morning?"

Is Qi Ye going to notice her?

Sure yes!

Su Yurou spent a lot of effort on breakfast this morning. She got up at around 4 o'clock in the morning and worked in the kitchen for more than three hours, with the purpose of making Fu Lanshen's eyes shine.

It turns out that efforts will really pay off!

Didn’t Fu Lanshen notice her now?

Su Yurou was very excited, but her face pretended to be very nervous and asked deliberately, "I made the breakfast this morning. Is it not in line with your appetite?"

Fu Lanshen did not cherish the fragrance and beauty, but said mercilessly, "It's fancy and whistle, flashy, and you don't have the appetite to see. Let Mrs. Fu come for breakfast in the future."

The breakfast was really good this time, but the better the appearance, the worse the food was.

Fu Lanshen hates this kind of thing that is the most important thing that is gold and jade on the outside and scattered inside.

Su Yurou had already made the mental preparation for Fu Lanshen to praise her, but she never expected that Fu Lanshen would say such words to her.

Su Yurou bit her lip unwillingly, "Okay, I understand."

Failure is the mother of success. She wants to find experience from failure and never make the same mistakes again!

It doesn't matter.

She still has more than a month.

In the next month, she will definitely win the favor of Fu Lanshen.

Su Yurou is not the kind of person who easily admits defeat.

On the other side.

Police Department.

Zhao Tangqi's arrest attracted the attention of many celebrities. After all, while Zhao Tangqi was the murderer, he was also a famous doctor in the imperial capital. His subordinates did not cure difficult and complicated diseases, otherwise he would not have the title of first-level professor.

"Director Wu, can you let me meet Zhao Tangqi? He promised me to treat my son." Mu Junliang came to the police station as soon as he learned the news.

Mu Tianyi's heart disease is getting worse and worse. He originally agreed with Zhao Tangqi to prepare for Mu Tianyi's heart change surgery a year later. Now that Zhao Tangqi has had such a big deal, why is Mu Junliang not nervous?

It doesn't matter if Zhao Tangqi dies, but Mu Tianyi can't do anything.

To a certain extent, the Mu family and Zhao Tangqi are now grasshoppers on the same rope.

Director Wu said apologetically, "Sorry, Mr. Mu, Zhao Tangqi is a serious criminal now. No one, including his immediate family, can visit prison. You should go back first."

Mu Junliang frowned, "After all, it's a matter of life that concerns people's lives. Director Wu, can't you be able to make some adjustments? Although Zhao Tangqi has killed people, he has also saved people. Maybe he can introduce a better doctor to my son, I'm just that son." At the end, Mu Junliang's eyes turned red.

Director Wu shook his head, "The law is not merciless. This is a regulation. If everyone asks to see Zhao Tangqi, wouldn't the police station be in a mess!"

"Director Wu," at this moment, the office door was pushed open, and a young man came in from outside, "Come here, there are new clues."

"Mr. Mu, I'm lost my companion." Director Wu nodded to Mu Junliang and walked towards the confidential room next door.

Several policemen sat in the confidential room. When they saw Director Wu coming, everyone immediately gave him a seat for Director Wu.

"What did you find?" Director Wu asked.

The young woman who was operating the computer next to her said, "The pinhole camera we installed on the scene not only discovered the scene of Zhao Tangqi's abuse, but also found the video of the anti-killing girl."

Because I don’t know who the mysterious woman was, everyone asked her to kill the girl.

Upon hearing this, Director Wu said anxiously, "Where is it! Xiao Zhang, please let me see!"

Everyone, including Director Wu, was curious about what the counterattack girl looked like. Her methods were so cruel, which really did not conform to the image of the girl described by the victims.
To be continued...
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