Mrs. Mu just smiled: "Young Master is too polite. They are just ordinary children with ordinary qualifications."
"Where, where, you are capable, smart, and kind."
Meng Jia glanced at Mu Yunhan secretly, stumbling over her words to please her. Seeing that Mrs. Mu was about to get into the car, she quickly stretched out her hand to help her: "Auntie, please be careful."
Mu Yunhan calmly separated his hands and said politely: "I don't dare to work for you, sir. We are a poor family, and my mother doesn't dare to be your aunt."
Meng Jia was isolated and very angry. She said patiently and shamelessly: "You shouldn't be called that. My parents are much older. Your mother is so young. She should be called aunt."
Mu Er's wife waved her hand: "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it. It's getting dark. Young Master, please go back as soon as possible."
Meng Jia took a breath, grabbed Mrs. Mu's sleeves, and cried loudly: "Aunt Mu, Aunt Mu, help me, please save me... I'm going to die..."
Everyone in the Mu family was stunned, including Mu Yunhan - she was used to Meng Jia's unreasonable and domineering manner, and she really couldn't adapt to this style of crying for help in the street.
Mrs. Mu Er was at a loss: "Don't cry, please tell me what you have to say."
Mengjia raised his chin to show her his face: "Look at my eyes, they are all bloodshot. I haven't slept for three days and three nights. If I continue like this, I will die."
It's not that he wants to do such a shameful thing, but that he really has no choice.
Having tasted the feeling of falling asleep peacefully, having insomnia again is like being accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and suddenly eating sand and dust is as painful as swallowing dirt.
He thought about kidnapping Mu Yunhan and locking her up and forcing her to treat him, but he felt that it might be counterproductive.
One is because Mu Yunhan has always been too tough and would rather surrender than surrender.
The second reason is that Wu Yanzhuang personally visited him and expressed that he did not want him to be violent to Mu Yunhan.
Thirdly, he would not admit it. After being attacked for unknown reasons that night, he was a little scared, fearing that if Mu Yunhan was really touched, his life would be lost.
So I had to show weakness! After all, Mu Yunhan's mother seemed to be very soft-hearted and easily deceived.
Meng Jia blinked her eyes hard and tried her best to get closer to Mrs. Mu: "Look, look, my mother gave birth to me when she was old. She was so worried about me. I have pitiful parents in the world. Aunt Mu, you have pity on me.
Mom, she is so pitiful!"
He was good-looking to begin with, but his usually violent and arrogant demeanor made people annoying and frightening. Now that he looked pitiful and spoke soft words, it was really annoying.
Madam Mu was cautious and did not agree to him. She only said: "It's late today. Master, go back first and talk about it another day, okay?"
Mu Yunhan watched with cold eyes and did not express his position.
Meng Jia looked at Mu Yunhan, took back his hand aggrievedly, and forced a smile: "Then I won't delay Aunt Mu's rest. You have been busy all day and are worried, so you must be very tired."
Mu Yunhan then bowed his head and said, "Thank you very much, Sir, for your help today."
Meng Jia's lifeless eyes immediately lit up, and he held his head high and said: "It's a trivial matter. I have a lot of money and power..."
Mu Yunhan had already boarded the car and left, without even listening to what he said next.
Meng Jia's head drooped, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Kill them, make them unable to become officials, let them bully women and children, and bully the people..."
There was a sharp pain in his head. He squatted down holding his head and roared like a wild animal. (To be continued)