"Buying, young master, are you too cruel in broad daylight?" He curled his lips, smiled and entered the study again.

He didn't know how long it took before the sound from above slowly subsided. Just when he wanted to calm down and read a book, there was another "clang" sound from above, which was extremely harsh and crisp.

He looked up at the ceiling and frowned in confusion...

Damn it, you can't fight anymore, can you? Why is this damn girl still disobedient?

Running upstairs, he pushed open the study room desperately and saw that a half-person-high precious blue and white porcelain vase in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was shattered to the ground.

Mu Qingyu's face was very dark, while the little woman's face was very red.

A man and woman who had just had sex had messy hair and clothes, and their chests were heaving together. You were staring at me, and I was staring at you. One stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the other stood next to the broken porcelain pieces. Neither of them said a word.

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"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Du Ziteng spread his hands, astonished.

"Zi Teng, drag her out!" Mu Qingyu waved his hand fiercely, his open chest was extremely sexy.

"Oh." Du Ziteng went to pull An Yurou who was standing next to the broken porcelain pieces.

An Yurou waved her hand, her clear eyes filled with mist were bright and clear. She glared at Mu Qingyu angrily, then ran out of the study, ran into her room, and locked the door.

Du Ziteng had no choice but to walk back and saw Mu Qingyu enter the bedroom. He hurriedly followed him, helped him put the bath water and took out the clothes he wanted to wear.

"Zi Teng, tell Zhao Liang that you will leave tomorrow." After taking a bath, Mu Qingyu came out with a towel around him. When he saw that Du Ziteng was still there, he said.

"Young Master, aren't you leaving today?"

"kindness."

"Okay, I'll tell Zhao Liang."

An Yurou was locked in the room and never came out. Du Ziteng asked Zhenzhen to call her twice. When she didn't come out, he knocked on the door himself, "Hey, girl, your little blackie was dragged away!"

"Hey!" The door opened immediately. An Yurou, with her hair disheveled, stared at Du Ziteng with red eyes, and yelled unhappily, "Why?"

"Oh? This trick is really useful. Come out!" Du Ziteng went to pull her.

"Boring!" Knowing that she had been deceived again, An Yurou waved his hand away and closed the door again.

"Hey, girl, who are you angry with?" Du Ziteng leaned against the door and stared at her dissatisfied.

An Yurou's nose felt sore and she bit her lip...Who were she angry with?

Who else, of course it was Mu Qingyu, but why was she trying to make trouble with him?

Before, the man wanted her like crazy. After he was done, she bit her lip, panted, and stared at him with anger in her blurred eyes.

"Are you just going to do whatever you want?"

He climbed down from her body, narrowed his evil eyes, and raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips, "I spent 1.05 million to buy you. I can take you whenever I want, no matter what.

Act like I still owe you a debt, I don’t owe you anything!”

She replied sadly: "You don't have to buy me, why did you buy it in the first place?"

Oh! He was really wrong! Mu Qingyu picked her up and stared into her tearful eyes, "I don't buy it, you are still mine!"

"I don't owe you anything, so why is it yours?"

"What's mine is mine! Little fox, in this life... don't think that other men will want you!" An Yurou was stunned by the sudden words.

What did he say? This life?

The man got up to put on his trousers, and she smoothed down her skirt and rushed to him suddenly, staring into his eyes angrily, "Mu Qingyu, don't think you are so great. You are not the emperor, and you have no right to interfere with my freedom!"

No other man wants her, and he sees himself as too unfeminine.

"Haha, you want to be free?"

"Even if I am bound by you for this year, don't think about it for the rest of your life!"

"You think too highly of yourself, I will kick you out in a year!" Mu Qingyu pinched her chin, raised her head, lowered her head, narrowed his evil black eyes, and curved his thin lips in a sarcastic way.

, "It's just that when I sweep you out, you must be a dirty rag and a pair of worn-out shoes that I discard. Do you understand?"

A dirty rag and a pair of broken shoes, so no one wants them?

"..." An Yurou was so angry that her face turned blue and white, her chest felt tight, a mouthful of blood rushed straight to her forehead, and her little face suddenly turned red from holding back.

She shook off Mu Qingyu's hand, ran to the glass window, and kicked down the blue and white porcelain vase...

She knew full well that this bottle was very expensive, and she kicked it just to show Mu Qingyu that she, An Yurou, was not someone to be bullied!

Her actions made Mu Qingyu startled, and his hands trembled slightly. The emotion of wanting to be angry but trying to suppress it made his handsome face turn black and his veins throb.

What a talent! She is still so stubborn! She is not afraid of him at all.

The two were glaring at each other when Du Ziteng came in, and An Yurou ran out without saying a word, because she felt too uncomfortable.

Now, Du Ziteng's question stirred up the bitterness in her heart again.

One million! She hasn't found anything yet, and Mu Qingyu won't help her at all. Besides, she broke his vase, which is a big mistake.

"I'm angry with myself." After a long time, she answered Du Ziteng.

Du Ziteng patted her shoulder and said, "Go down. No matter who you are angry with, you have to eat. It's not good to be angry with your stomach."

An Yurou went downstairs obediently. After dinner, she approached Du Ziteng and begged him to take her out.

"You have already escaped once during the day, and you want to go out again at night? No, no!" Du Ziteng shook his head like a rattle, "The young master will skin both of us."

"Please, Brother Du." An Yurou begged.

She had to go to Murong Feng. After thinking about it, he was the only one who could help her. Maybe one million, he could get it.

"Stay there, you have to know that the eldest young master is not leaving tonight." Du Ziteng did not soften his heart.

"Didn't leave? Then where did he go?"

"I have no idea."

Didn't leave, Mu Qingyu didn't leave!

An Yurou suddenly and inexplicably felt a little excited, as if she felt that the devil would suddenly open a small crack in her dark corner, allowing her to peek into a ray of sunshine.

As long as he didn't leave, she would still have a chance to ask him for help.

It was late at night and the wind was much stronger. An Yurou and Xiao Hei were walking around in the driveway of the front yard. Du Ziteng had asked her to go to bed several times, but she ignored him.

The only bodyguard today was Ah Wei. He stood guard at the gate and watched the little woman and the dog from a distance.

In the dimly lit courtyard forest, the beautiful figures and the loyal black dogs accompany each other, forming a beautiful landscape.

Finally, the big iron door opened, and the Rolls-Royce slowly drove in. As soon as the car stopped, An Yurou ran over.
Chapter completed!