1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  The corners of her lips curled up lazily: "Interesting—"

  The window of the car was slightly opened, and outside, billows of red dust poured in, hiding him in the cloud of smoke all over the sky.

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  The bus stopped and started again on schedule. She had washed off her makeup and changed into a long skirt. Mu Qingyu, who was plain-faced, looked outside. Not far away was a brightly colored teaching building of a kindergarten.

   "Master, stop at the kindergarten, thank you!"

   After getting off the bus, Mu Qingyu eased his emotions, regained a relaxed smile on his face, turned and walked into the gate of the kindergarten.

  In the kindergarten classroom, the teacher is already cleaning. Mu Qingyu looked around and found that all the classrooms were empty, and there were no children.

  The cleaning teacher put down the broom in his hand and walked over. Seeing Mu Qingyu in a white shirt and one-step skirt, he was stunned: "I'm here to pick up Mu Shangen!"

   "Yes!" Mu Qingyu agreed, but her eyes kept looking around.

   "Don't look for it, he has already been picked up by a man!"

   "Picked up?"

  Mu Qingyu looked at the teacher in surprise, feeling her heart speeding up constantly, and images of her usual friends appeared in her mind.

  The teacher picked up a note with a string of phone numbers neatly written on it: "This person left his phone number, saying that you can find out after reading it, and I think the child knows him, so..."

  Because of Mu Qingyu's obvious ignorance, the kindergarten teacher was full of apologies, and she never thought that such a thing would happen. If something happens to Mu Shangen, the kindergarten will take full responsibility.

  Mu Qingyu looked at the phone number, knew the person who picked up Enen, and immediately let go of her restlessness. She looked at the nervous teacher and smiled gently: "I know who picked it up, thank you!"

  Walking out of the kindergarten, Mu Qingyu stood on the side of the road and immediately waved to stop a taxi. Without even thinking about it, she got in the car and went straight to her home.

  Dusk has gradually fallen, and everything around has become dim. The fire clouds in the sky are still hovering in the sky, playing the last moment of the day.

  The city is covered with a layer of orange tulle because of the last orange-red interpretation in the sky. Those tall and gorgeous buildings interpret the unique scenery in the city at this moment. And the luxury villas where the rich live, because they always stand in the best-lit area of ​​the whole city, let people see the temptation of money in this witty sunset.

  It is a kind of faint luxury that has never been seen before, and it is also the pinnacle of an incomparable architectural style. . . . . .

  But Mu Qingyu's residence does not belong to any part of these.

  The old buildings far away on the edge of the city, although covered by this dusk, make people feel even more dilapidated.

  There are traces of urban development there, and you can always see that time has worn away the original appearance. Even those old people who have not been able to leave here for a long time because of the rapid increase in housing prices, their faces are already full of helplessness and wrinkles between the brows that are trapped by money in order to survive. However, at this time, they seem to have agreed with their own destiny. Sitting under the dilapidated building, looking up at the sky, only the laughter around them can prove that there is still a glimmer of hope around them.