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Chapter 112 It's Different

At 10 o'clock in the evening local time, Mu Qian's plane landed in Philadelphia. It was neither early nor late, and the time was just right.

After getting off the plane, Mu Qian took a car and went straight to the hospital.

It was already late at night when we arrived at the hospital, but there were still a large number of reporters waiting at the entrance of the hospital.

Mu Qian walked straight past the reporters and walked in without looking back.

At this time, almost all the patients had rested, and the inpatient department was very quiet. Mu Qian only heard her own footsteps echoing in the corridor.

When I finally reached the door of a ward at the end of the corridor, the lights in the ward were still on.

Mu Qian pushed the door open and saw Rong Qingzi sitting on the hospital bed.

Rong Qingzi was sitting on the hospital bed, anxiously holding the remote control and changing channels on the TV on the wall. Mu Qian suddenly opened the door and came in. She was startled at first, then threw away the remote control and sat back.

On the bedside, he asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Mu Qian walked into the ward, pulled up a chair and sat down beside the bed, "I heard that you were hospitalized, I came to take a look."

"You can't die yet." Rong Qingzi said, "You don't need to worry."

Mu Qian just stared at her face.

As a woman, Rong Qingzi has been beautiful for half her life, and she has been willful for half her life relying on her beauty.

Beauty has always been her pride and her greatest asset, but at this moment, the corners of her eyes and lips were purple, which should be a huge insult to her.

Sure enough, Rong Qingzi looked at her for a while, and suddenly became angry and said, "You've seen it, you can go!"

"Who is the other party?" Mu Qian asked, "People outside don't know. As the person involved, you can't even know who you offended and why you were kidnapped, right?"

Rong Qingzi sneered and looked at her, "Why, are you here with a set of information?"

"My department is not interested in your matters." Mu Qian said, "But the reporters outside the hospital should be interested. After all, the news that Cen Bowen's widow was kidnapped and threatened because of emotional entanglements is very reportable in their eyes.

Of value.”

"Get out of here!" Rong Qingzi didn't want to hear every word she said, so she closed her eyes and ordered her to be kicked out.

Mu Qian, however, sat still and said, "How come you don't have anyone to accompany you in the hospital? Where are your boyfriends who usually do everything for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open, followed by a man's voice: "Qingzi, I bought you the greenhouse melon you want to eat."

Mu Qian turned around and saw a man about thirty-five years old. He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and had a very handsome appearance.

Seeing Mu Qian, he was slightly startled, then smiled, "Why is there someone coming to see you so late? Hello, my name is Anhe, who are you -"

Mu Qian did not answer, but stood up and looked at Rong Qingzi, "So there is someone with you, so I won't disturb you anymore."

After saying that, she turned around and smiled slightly as she passed by the man, "It's nice to meet you, but it's not good for you to know who I am, so I won't introduce myself. Goodbye."

After saying this, Mu Qian opened the door and left.

An He watched her leave in surprise, then stepped forward and sat next to Rong Qingzi, "Who is this?"

Rong Qingzi took a deep breath, but it still failed to calm down the emotional fluctuations caused by Mu Qian. Just when Anhe handed the honeydew melon he bought to her, she picked it up and smashed it against the wall.

Seeing this situation, Anhe still treated her with gentle words.

When Mu Qian left the hospital, a group of reporters at the door were gathering for a late-night snack, and by the way, they were talking about the goal of this report.

"After Cen Bowen passed away, Mrs. Cen inherited a huge inheritance, and her affairs have continued ever since."

"No, no, no, before Cen Bowen passed away, she was involved in scandals and had entanglements with many men, but Cen Bowen still left most of his inheritance to her."

"Her boyfriend ranges from 60 years old to 25 years old. Which is more attractive, the woman, or the woman's money?"



Mu Qian walked past everyone and got into a taxi.

In fact, she really wanted to answer the last female reporter's question. If she could, she would definitely stand in front of her and tell her that even if Rong Qingzi was penniless, there would still be countless men between the ages of 25 and 60 working for her.

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Because, this is Rong Qingzi’s ability.

Mu Qian was not very clear about those things that happened a long time ago. She only knew that her father, Mu Huaian, loved her, and Huo Bainian also loved her. Later, Mu Huaian passed away, and Rong Qingzi left her at the Huo family.

After arriving in the United States, she soon married the famous Chinese rich man Cen Bowen. Later, Mu Qian came to the United States and lived with her for a while. Neither of them got used to it, so Mu Qian moved out of Cen's house and lived by herself. During this period,

Rong Qingzi has been on the local social media headlines countless times because of scandals, each time with a different man. Two years later, Cen Bowen died of cancer, and Rong Qingzi inherited most of the inheritance. From then on, she became even more unscrupulous, and scandals were everywhere.

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Mu Qian didn't know when her relationship with Rong Qingzi became what it is now. Maybe it's because Rong Qingzi has always disliked her daughter, or maybe it's because people of the same sex are repulsive, and Rong Qingzi is born with no innate ability.

How to get along well with any female animal.

She thought about it all the time and returned to her apartment before she knew it.

The apartment, which had been unoccupied for several months, was filled with dust. Mu Qian didn't bother to clean it, so she lay down on the bed with her clothes on and fell asleep.

This time she had a jet lag, but she slept very peacefully. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning the next day that someone knocked on the door, waking her up.

Mu Qian stood up in a daze and opened the door. Standing outside the door was a young girl with dreadlocks and heavy metallic makeup - Cen Bowen's niece Cen Xuxu.

When Cen Xuxu saw her, he rolled his eyes and said, "Are you really back? Grandma wants to see you, so come with me."

Mu Qianyao leaned against the door with squinted eyes and stared at her for a while, "Your style has changed very quickly. Wasn't it still a lolita style before I left?"

"Do you care?" Cen Xuxu stared at her with disgust, "Hurry up, change your clothes and put on makeup and follow me to see grandma!"

The grandmother in Cen Xuxu's mouth is Cen Bowen's mother, a high-ranking figure in the Cen family. The old lady has always been rigid and serious, and is very disgusted with Rong Qingzi, and the same goes for Mu Qian, so she is someone Mu Qian never wants to see. But there is no

Thinking of this time, she had just come back and was summoned by the old lady.

After all, the Cen family provided for her to go to college for four years. Since the old lady called her, she would naturally give her this face.

Mu Qian took a shower, changed clothes, and put on makeup before going out to see Cen Xuxu.

Cen Xuxu, who was waiting in the car, suddenly frowned when he saw her returning to normal, "What did you do back to Tongcheng? Why does it seem different?"

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