"Isn't it funny?" Mu Qingyu suddenly became handsome and threw her onto the sofa, then raised one leg and pressed her abdomen, and took out the agreement.

"As long as I give this to the judge, do you say you are ridiculous, or am I going to prison? Shameless woman, do you still want to pretend to be a chaste woman? Isn't it disgusting?"

His sarcasm and mockery made An Yurou raise his hand and hit his leg, but her strength seemed to tickle him. The man easily grabbed her hand, narrowed his eyes, and approached her dangerously.

"Little fox, I advise you to obediently implement the terms of the contract, otherwise you will have no relatives! Give you a day to clean up, and then I will send someone to pick you up to my house!"

"I won't go!"

"You can't tolerate it anymore!" Mu Qingyu took out a pen and signed a big name on the agreement. His voice was extremely majestic, "My name is Mu Qingyu, remember."

Mu...Mu Qingyu? His surname is Mu?

An Yurou was still stunned, and a piece of paper caught her on the face, "Please hold this contract! Check your own responsibilities at any time. If you don't follow it, the penalty for liquidated contract will be 10 million!"

Ten million?

An Yurou was woken up by this number. She got up, grabbed a pillow to cover her body, and then spread out the agreement. She looked at her and saw that she didn't see the breach of contract terms.

"It's on the back." Mu Qingyu said coldly.

An Yurou was stunned, Jier quickly turned over the paper. Oh, there was really a breach of contract clause behind it, and it clearly stated that if the woman does not comply with the contract and does not listen to the man, she must compensate the man with 10 million US dollars!

Repay US dollars?

An Yurou's eyes were so popular that she angrily kneaded the paper, then tore it apart, and threw it to the ground.

"Despicable! Shameless!"

Mu Qingyu looked at her indifferently, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, and said without any rush: "It's okay, I still have one in my bag. Of course, I have copied several copies of the archives. If you want to tear it, you can ask me to get it at any time."

After he finished speaking, he picked up a briefcase on the cabinet and threw down coldly, "There are clothes in the cabinet... Remember, wait at the door of your house on time at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning! There is a car to pick you up!"

"Ah!" An Yurou picked up a glass of water from the coffee table and smashed it at him.

"Bang!" The cup fell to the ground and did not hit him.

Mu Qingyu turned around and glanced at her coldly, and for the first time he didn't care, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

The next day, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived at Fenglinyuan on time, but the driver Zhao Liang did not see anyone. He got out of the car and knocked on the door.

The door opened, a black dog rushed out, barked at him a few times, and then turned to the side of a little girl.

"Hello! My name is Zhao Liang, and I am Mr. Mu's driver." Zhao Liang smiled slightly, quite polite.

An Yurou wanted to smile back, but when she heard the word "Mr. Mu", she couldn't smile. She lowered her eyes and said lightly, "Wait a moment."

She entered the house, but the dog squatted in place and looked at Zhao Liang with caution. Zhao Liang did not dare to move, because the light emitted by the dog's eyes was really scary.

An Yurou came out in a short while, holding a black violin case in her left hand and a pink suitcase in her right hand. A large plush toy half a person tall - a white puppy dog ​​was tied to the suitcase.

Zhao Liang was stunned... No way? She just wore a white cultural shirt, jeans, slippers, and hair spread out in a messy tent?

"Xiao Hei," walked to the door, An Yurou glanced at Zhao Liang indifferently, but greeted the dog, "Let's go."

Xiao Hei stood up, circled around her, shook his tail and followed her to the car. Zhao Liang twitched the corners of his lips, and his expression showed some confusion.

What to do? Why did she bring a dog with her? This is not a dog on the suitcase, but a living Chinese pastoral dog, and it seems to be a dog with a hidden murderous intent and extremely loyal to its owner.

"That... Miss An, can you not bring a dog?" Zhao Liang asked carefully.

"Which dog?" An Yurou looked at the plush toy, then looked at Xiao Hei beside her.

Zhao Liang was amused and crying. Isn’t his words obvious? Of course, it means a living dog.

However, since she knew the question, she could only answer carefully: "Your little black."

After hearing this, An Yurou raised her head and said firmly: "No, if you don't let me take Xiao Hei away, then I won't leave." After that, she turned around and whispered to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei understood what his master meant very much. The hair on its neck stood upright in an instant and pounced on Zhao Liang fiercely: "Wo Wang Wang Wang..."

Zhao Liang was so scared that his scalp tightened, subconsciously took two steps back, raised his hand, and showed a hint of panic in embarrassment. Seeing that he was not leaving, Xiao Hei became even more vicious and acted to pounce on him.

"Wait a moment!"

"Xiao Hei!" An Yurou called out to the dog, narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced at Zhao Liang.

It’s not that she is rude, but that Zhao Liang is the person around Mu Qingyu. An Yurou hated Mu Qingyu and could she smile respectfully and politely at his people?

"Miss An, please allow me to make a call." Zhao Liang leaned against the car door, tried not to be afraid of dogs, straightened his posture and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

An Yurou was calm and calm. She put down the suitcase, bent down and touched Xiao Hei's head. The movement of her hand and the elegant smile in her eyes showed how satisfied she was with the dog's performance at that time.

Zhao Liang captured her subtle expression and felt a little furious... Will Mr. Mu asks her for trouble? Is this little girl so wise, aren't she afraid of being difficult to tame?

"Mr. Mu." The phone was connected, and he turned around and whispered, "Miss An wants to take the puppy away."

There was silence in the room, and Zhao Liang could hear his faint breathing sound. After a few seconds, he said in a low voice: "Follow her."

Zhao Liang let out a long sigh, a gust of hot wind came, and he touched his forehead and found sweating. Ning Ning felt his mind. He opened the car door, turned around, and pointed his hand gracefully, "Miss An, please leave."

An Yurou patted Xiao Hei's head, then pulled up the suitcase, Zhao Liang came over, walked around Xiao Hei and picked up the box and put it in the reserve car. Before he could speak, An Yurou took Xiao Hei into the back seat.

Zhao Liang was stunned and said hurriedly: "Miss An, let Xiao Hei sit in the trunk."

"Do you think it's dirty?" An Yurou looked at him indifferently, raised her lips and smiled coldly, "It's much cleaner than some people."

Since he is Mu Qingyu's driver, it is very likely that the man was ridiculous that he would use this luxury car to pick him up.

The spacious space and gorgeous and expensive interior style make people see how luxurious the owner of this car is.

Let's ruin it, and do it hard.

An Yurou just sneered and hugged Xiao Hei to the white leather seat of Ru. Suddenly, a few black footprints fell on it.
Chapter completed!