The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The food competition is over.

The game was exciting, but they didn't taste any delicious food, and their stomachs were already singing empty city plans.

After walking out of the imperial banquet, the media reporters who were blocking the outside hurried forward.

They held up the microphones and asked one question after another.

"Miss Mu, may I ask you and Master Cang Hui, who is the winner of this competition?"

"Miss Mu, how do you feel about competing with Master Cang Hui?"

"Miss Mu, may I ask..."

Questions came one after another, and they shot short shots, with a slightly aggressive attitude, hoping to dig out useful breaking news from them.

Mu Changying's ears ached from the noise, her face turned cold without makeup, and she snapped coldly, "Shut up."

Unexpectedly, her attitude would be so firm, several media reporters were stunned.

They opened their mouths, unwilling to give up and wanted to ask again.

Rong Liyuan frowned, "Didn't hear clearly? Need to repeat it again?"

The hoarse voice was chilling, meeting his deep eyes, they decisively chose to shut up, and took a few steps back.

"In this competition, the two are tied for first place. Moreover, Mrs. Rong and Master Cang will be the hosts of this year's state banquet."

Minghua folded his hands, the smile on his face remained undiminished, still elegant and calm.

The reporters were satisfied with the breaking news and recorded it one after another.

Recorded.

They were just about to leave.

Suddenly, a group of ferocious people pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

"Daughter, help my daughter... These people want to chop off my hands..."

Wang Fugui rushed in, knelt on the ground, and hugged Gu Qingyun's thigh with both hands.

His face was bruised, his nose was covered with tears and snot, his voice was sharp, and he was trembling with fear.

Lu Qingyun was dumbfounded, struggling in panic, with a timid expression.

"...you... who are you, I don't know you... let go quickly."

"You... What's wrong with you, so you came here to ask for help, right? I can help you, but I really don't know you... It's not good to pretend to be my parents at will. "

Her brain was running fast, and she quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Wang Fugui was sweating profusely, and the smell of sweat came to his face.

Lu Qingyun suppressed her nausea and didn't kick him away. With a concerned face, she knelt down and helped him up.

Seeing her actions, the media reporters who hadn't left raised their cameras and shot her fiercely.

Mu Changying glanced at the people on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Yuan?"

Rong Liyuan knew what she wanted to ask, "Yes."

After getting the answer, the smile in Mu Changying's eyes grew stronger.

She played with her fingernails, "Oh? What do you need help with?"

When Wang Fugui saw Gu Qingyun, he held her tightly and did not let go, treating her as the only life-saving straw.

He trembled in fear, "He...they wanted to chop off my hand..."

Following his gaze, everyone saw a group of vicious men.

There was a bewitching light in Mu Changying's eyes, "Then why did they chop off your hand? Just answer truthfully. The president's wife is here, and she won't let anything happen to you."

Minghua looked at Wang Fugui, nodded, and smiled kindly, "Don't worry, chopping your hands is a violation of harm, and this will not happen."

Receiving the guarantee from the two, Wang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, and said intermittently, "I...I owe them money, so they want to chop off my hand..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Just now they thought this was the victim, but now it seems that he is also at fault.

There must be something hateful about a poor person, and he is probably talking about people like him.

Lu Qingyun suppressed her anger, "How much do you owe?"

She had only given them a few million before, and she had emptied all the money on her body.

But now, he still owes money? !

Wang Fugui's body trembled, and his body subconsciously leaned against Gu Qingyun's side, "Three...three million..."

Seeing this little move, Mu Changying's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Oh? What should I do now? If you don't pay back so much money, the other party may sue you..."

With worry in her eyes, she bewitched Wang Fugui persuasively.

"No...no, I don't want to go to jail." He shook his head in fear, holding Lu Qingyun's wrist with both hands, "Daughter save me, you must save me, you can't just ignore death!"

When this idiot brought up this matter again, Lu Qingyun became dizzy with anger.

"Uncle...you have identified the wrong person, I am really not your daughter..."

Idiots, idiots, how can you reveal things in public?

"Aren't you his daughter, who is?" Brother Dao smiled sullenly, and walked into the crowd, holding a photo in his hand.

He threw the photo on the ground. The girl in the photo was dressed in rural clothes, but her appearance was the same as she is now.

"Yun'er, the person in the photo really looks like you." Mu Changying blinked her slender eyelashes as long as feathers, and repaired with a smile.

Everyone's attention was diverted, and they all looked at the photo.

Seeing the girl above, his pupils contracted violently, as if he had eaten a huge melon.

"This... Gu Qingyun is really his daughter? Isn't she the eldest lady of the Gu family?"

"I don't think so. This uncle is very energetic, maybe he has hysteria."

Gu Qingyun shook her head like a pest, always denying that Wang Fugui was his father.

"Since it's not, then how do you pay back the money? Or do you want to chop your hands?" Brother Dao kicked Wang Fugui angrily and let out a yell.

I thought I would get the money this time, but why the hell is this happening?

Brother Bai is playing with him?

Mu Changying looked at Brother Dao and offered advice, "Chopping your hands is against the law. I think it's better to send it to the police station, then contact your family, and then sue if you don't pay the money?"

As soon as the idea came out, Brother Dao's eyes lit up, it was a good idea.

Seeing that they were about to reach a consensus, Gu Qingyun frowned, "This...he looks so pitiful, isn't it too cruel to send him to the police station?"

There was mist in his eyes, and crystal clear teardrops ran across his cheeks.

Mu Changying glanced at her, "Then... Yun'er plans to pay back the money for him?"

Lu Qingyun's body froze, "I...I..."

I stammered for a long time and couldn't say anything. She doesn't have that much money at all, how can she save it?

"It seems that Yun'er is unwilling, so follow the method I said, and call the police."

Mu Changying gave Li Li a look.

After receiving her message, Li Li took out her mobile phone and quickly called the police without saying a word.

"Ma'am, what do you think of this?"

"Can."

The smile on the corner of Minghua's mouth didn't diminish. Wang Fugui made a mistake, but Brother Dao can't hurt people, sending him to the police station is the best decision.

"...Chang Ying, will this be too..."

"Yun'er seems to care about him?"

Mu Changying walked up to Lu Qingyun, raised his hand to stroke her hair.

He took off a strand of hair that had fallen out and was still on his head, and put it back into his pocket without any trace.

"No...no, I just feel sorry for him."

Lu Qingyun's body trembled, and she didn't dare to plead for mercy for fear of arousing suspicion.