Jing City, halfway up the Wuling Mountain, is surrounded by countless tombstones.

Dark clouds filled the entire sky, gloomy, the calm before the rainstorm.

Even in summer, the wind blowing under the gloomy sky is still biting.

The drizzle falls with the wind.

The surroundings were very quiet, and a soft voice echoed in the air intermittently with the wind.

"Mommy, I miss you so much. I quarreled with him again. You must be angry with me, but I can't control my temper when I see him."

"His wealth has doubled recently."

"Grandpa is in great health. He is very obedient. He does morning exercises in the morning and leaves all the company affairs to his uncle."

"As for me, it's still the same."

Mu Xiangqing leaned against a tombstone that read "My Wife Mu Wanying". A tear slipped from the corner of her right eye, and she kept talking about what she had experienced recently, whether it was happy or sad.

Only at this time did Mu Xiangqing have a sweet side, without any pretense, only with a strong longing for her mother.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Xiangqing's cell phone vibrated, interrupting her monologue.

She slowly sat upright and took out her mobile phone from her coat pocket. The tears in the corners of her eyes had long been dried by the wind, but her delicate and pretty face was also dampened by the drizzle.

Mu Xiangqing looked at the caller ID before answering. Her voice was a little lower than before, but her tone was still gentle, "What's the matter?"

I don't know what the other party said, but the only sadness left on Mu Xiangqing's face was visible to the naked eye as it condensed and turned into anger.

The wind became stronger, blowing the slightly wet hair,

After hanging up the phone, Mu Xiangqing squinted his eyes and hid the condensation inside before turning to look at the photo on the tombstone.

It is a face with a gentle smile that makes people fall in love with it just by looking at it.

Mu Xiangqing's eyes were full of longing, and she stretched out her hand to gently touch the smiling face in the photo, with the corners of her mouth raised, "Mommy, Xiaoqing will come see you next time."

Zhongzhai, the residence of the richest man in Jing City, occupies a large area, and it takes one minute's drive from the gate to the front yard.

"Hello, Miss."

When the busy servants saw Mu Xiangqing approaching angrily, they were frightened and lowered their heads to say hello, thinking to stay away as soon as she came in.

All the servants knew that Mu Xiangqing was so angry that there would inevitably be a big fuss later.

Mu Xiangqing walked quickly towards the back garden behind the house. Her delicate and pretty face was covered with frost, and her whole body was filled with cold air. The temperature in the place she passed dropped by two degrees. Even though it was midsummer, many servants felt this.

To the harshness of winter.

The housekeeper who happened to be walking from the corridor saw Mu Xiangqing coming from a distance, his face changed, he turned around to report in fear, and secretly complained in his heart.

The housekeeper quickly found Mrs. Zhong Yue Yuxiu who was sitting in the pavilion in the back garden chatting and laughing with several rich ladies. He leaned close to her left ear and whispered softly, "Old Madam, the eldest lady is back."

The smile on Yue Yuxiu's face instantly condensed. Before she could react, she saw her granddaughter coming in with a cold face.

Before Yue Yuxiu could speak, Mu Xiangqing, still filled with anger, asked coldly, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

The rich lady who was invited by Yue Yuxiu originally wanted to say hello to Mu Xiangqing and try to please her, but she didn't dare to speak when she saw this.

The other wealthy ladies standing not far away took a few steps back, not wanting to harm Chi Yu.

The entire Jing City upper class knew that Mu Xiangqing had a notoriously bad temper and was willful and willful, doing whatever he wanted without thinking about the consequences.

And she has the capital.

Who makes her the only daughter of the richest man in Jing City?

Although everyone knows that the relationship between Mu Xiangqing and her father is incompatible, her father is very doting on her. Anyone who makes her feel bad will make that person and the whole family feel bad.

It is said that anyone who has offended Mu Xiangqing in recent years will have a bad end, no matter they are ordinary people, wealthy people, or people with backgrounds, there are no exceptions.

"Xiang Qing, didn't you see that I was entertaining guests?" Yue Yuxiu also lowered her face and scolded, "Where are your manners and education?"

The face-loving Yue Yuxiu was questioned like this by her granddaughter in public, and she immediately felt very embarrassed and furious. The displeasure and disgust in her eyes became even stronger.

Mu Xiangqing smiled coldly, her remaining sanity suddenly shattered, and she kicked the table on her left with her foot.

In an instant, the food and drinks on the table were smashed to the ground, and the carefully arranged banquet was destroyed.

All the people who came to the banquet were frightened and held their breath, fearing that they would be kicked next.

At the same time, a sentence came to mind.

'Mu Xiangqing can't be offended.'

Yue Yuxiu was also frightened. She shook her whole body, turned a bit pale, and trembled her lips. She wanted to scold her granddaughter, but she couldn't speak.

Everyone present knew that her granddaughter was always crazy and never considered the consequences of whatever she wanted to do.

She wouldn't dare to hit her, but it would be hard to hit others.

"You held a banquet on the anniversary of my mother's death." Mu Xiangqing squeezed out each word through his teeth, "What do you mean?"

Yue Yuxiu's face was pale and froze with fear. She actually forgot about this matter. She was busy preparing for the banquet during this time.

It was true that she was anxious. Her daughter-in-law had been dead for thirteen years, and her son had no intention of remarrying. Her granddaughter could not inherit the family business, and she could not let the Zhong family die. So she invited these ladies to a banquet, trying to find someone for her son to remarry.

Candidate.

For a moment, I forgot that today is the death anniversary of my daughter-in-law.

Mu Xiangqing's anger reached its peak and she roared, "Get out of here."

Speaking of Mu Xiangqing's mother, it is a pain in the hearts of all those who love her.

It's a taboo in the Zhong family.

Even if I just knew her, I felt pity that her beauty had such an unfortunate fate.

But now those who came to the banquet wanted to leave as soon as possible to avoid being angered. They immediately put down their wine glasses and food and said goodbye to Mrs. Zhong one after another.

Within a minute of the originally lively banquet, only Yue Yuxiu and Mu Xiangqing were left.

Yue Yuxiu's chest was heaving violently, and her face with exquisite make-up was extremely ugly, but she had no words to refute her granddaughter. Even if her son came back, she would not be able to stand up, and he would probably be very angry when he knew about it.

"I removed everything."

Mu Xiangqing turned and left with a sullen face.

"It's really getting more and more outrageous."

Only then did Yue Yuxiu speak, reaching out and sweeping the teacup on the table to the ground.

The housekeeper hid far away and did not dare to ask the servants to come over to clean. The old lady really went too far in this matter. If she didn't choose any day, she would choose today. She clearly knew that the eldest lady and the husband cared about the madam the most.

After a moment, Yue Yuxiu, who had suppressed her anger, regained her composure and said, "Let everyone keep their mouths shut, otherwise you should know the consequences."

"Yes." The housekeeper lowered his head in fear.

None of the rich people in Jing City would dare to invite anyone who was kicked out by the Zhong family.

After Yue Yuxiu left, the housekeeper asked someone to clean up.

The home that was supposed to be beautiful and enviable disappeared after my wife died in an accidental car accident. Only sadness and joy seemed to be forgotten in this home.

Everyone forced themselves to forget what happened in Zhongzhai today and pretended that nothing happened.

The first day of school.

Mu Xiangqing walked down the stairs, and the housekeeper came over immediately and said respectfully, "Miss, sir, I'm waiting for you in the restaurant. He said he would take you to school after breakfast."

"I don't need him. His company and his job need him more."

After saying the mocking words, the pretty face showed no emotion and walked directly past the housekeeper and went out.

The housekeeper sighed when he saw this. He had already guessed this outcome and turned around to report it.

But she saw Mu Xiangqing also stop. Standing in front of her was a mature man in a suit and leather shoes, with a gentle smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the cold Mu Xiangqing.

"Aqing, I asked the kitchen to make your favorite clear noodle soup. When you're full, I'll take you to school."

Mu Xiangqing's answer was to curl up her eyelashes and leave expressionlessly.

She didn't want to speak, because once she did, quarrels would ensue, and she was tired of quarreling over the years.

Zhong Nanming had already expected this result, so he turned around and followed his daughter out, "Aqing, if you want to have other breakfast, I'll let the kitchen do it."

Mu Xiangqing still ignored it.

Zhong Nanming still wanted to chase, but his cell phone rang and he had to stop and answer it.

Mu Xiangqing walked away and closed her eyes to hide her disappointment. When she opened her eyes again, she felt calm.

'boom···'

The sound of the locomotive engine came from far away.

The students at the gate of Deyuan High School looked back out of curiosity. When they saw that familiar figure, fear rose in their eyes and they made a way out of the way.

Some people couldn't control themselves and shouted, "Get out of the way, Mu Xiangqing is coming."

When the students who had already entered heard this, they all moved away in fear.

The words "Mu Xiangqing" have become frightening in Deyuan High School.
To be continued...