In Order to Support Me, Big Shots Kneels Down Before Me!

After a dance, Mu Yao was panting, her cheeks flushed.

She didn't know what was going on, but she felt that her heartbeat was accelerating so much that it was more difficult than usual when she was beating in the room.

"I didn't expect dancing to be so difficult."

She complained about herself.

However, Fu Xiuyuan chuckled softly:

"Really? It was my fault, I didn't take you well."

Mu Yao shook her head quickly:

"I don't blame you... I may still be technically bad."

Fu Xiuyuan circled her halfway, walked out of the dance floor, and sent her to sit on the sofa to rest.

"If you jump more in the future, the technique will be fine."

He stood by and helped Mu Yao take a glass of golden drink:

"pineapple juice."

Mu Yao took a sip.

The first two people were sitting and standing, and everyone in the hall was whispering, making various guesses about the relationship between the two.

"I've seen the "24 Hours Homestay" before. In the show, Mu Yao is very familiar with Fu Xiuyuan..."

"There are rumors that Fu Xiuyuan went to the show because of Mu Yao. He is not chasing Mu Yao, right?"

"Anyway...it seems that the Mu Family is really going to develop, and it will take on the big tree Fu Xiuyuan."

The speaker was talking, and suddenly felt cold behind his back.

Looking back, Mu Mingjie was staring at him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

The man was scared:

"Ah, haha, I was kidding..."

Mu Mingjie is righteous and strict:

"My family has nothing to do with Fu Xiuyuan's family, and my sister will not develop with Fu Xiuyuan. I hope you don't guess randomly!"

On the side, Mu Jiarong happened to be passing by. After hearing this, he said to everyone seriously:

"My sister is too good to be worthy of anyone, please don't think about it."

After that, Shi Shiran and the Mujia brothers walked away without feeling anything wrong.

Everyone:

"..."

So you mean, even the Patriarch and actor of the Fu family, such a top-notch character, is not worthy of your family Mu Yao?

Well, the essence of sister control is exposed.

After drinking pineapple juice, Mu Yao went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.

A liquid foundation stretched over:

"Excuse me, are you using this liquid foundation? Somewhat familiar."

Mu Yao turned her face and saw a fashionable and beautiful young girl, smiling, polite and gentle.

She has never been wary of girls, and immediately replied enthusiastically:

"No, it's another pressed powder in a brown bottle."

The girl asked:

"Which one is it? Do you remember the name? It looks really natural and delicate. I want to buy the same one too."

Mu Yao:

"Really? But I don't understand makeup and can't remember the name."

The girl smiled and shook her head:

"That may be because I have no fate. Your lip color is also very beautiful, can I ask for a slogan? By the way, my name is Zhang Yun, how about you?"

Mu Yao:

"Ah... my name is Mu Yao. My lipstick is brought by a makeup artist. I haven't read it carefully, but your lipstick is also very beautiful."

Zhang Yun smiled slightly:

"Really, thank you for complimenting me on my beauty."

The two chatted. It was easy to cultivate friendship between girls in places like the bathroom, and Zhang Yun was very talkative and comfortable, and Mu Yao was happy to make a new friend.

After the two talked, Mu Yao tidied up and planned to leave. When she turned around, she suddenly heard an ouch from the person behind her.

"Ouch... I suddenly feel a little sick in my stomach."

Zhang Yun squatted down, clutching her belly, her face pale.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Mu Yao was at a loss.

"I have been uncomfortable just now. It may be acute gastroenteritis, plus my menstrual period...Can you find a place for me to rest?"

"Okay! I'll call my brother..."

"Wait a minute! Don't bother your brother, after all, I am a girl in her period..."

"Then... well, you can rest in my room."

Mu Yao held Zhang Yun's arm and led her to stand up, putting most of her weight on her.

She is not very strong, but at the moment she said vigorously:

"You hold me!"

Then he walked forward strenuously, biting his lip, his face flushed with exhaustion.

As she walked, she was afraid that Zhang Yun would be too sad, so she comforted her by speaking:

"Don't be afraid, I am also a person who has lived a hard life. I have eaten an expired cake before and have acute gastroenteritis. This disease was very painful at the time, but it would be better the next day. Go home and be fine!"

With a weak "um", Zhang Yun quietly hid the phone that had just finished texting in her handbag.

At the other end of the hall, at the corner of the stairs that no one could see, Mu Chunchun, who was wandering anxiously, received a text message:

Hooked.

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly sent a message to another person.

Mu Yao's own room, the best, largest and most gorgeous room in this villa, is also at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

She supported Zhang Yun, panting all the way, even if there was a direct elevator, she had to help people into the elevator, really tired.

As soon as Zhang Yun entered the room, she collapsed on the sofa, clutching her belly very uncomfortably.

Mu Yao went to help her pour water, brought a cup of warm water, put it on the table, and asked:

"Would you like me to find someone to help you get some medicine? Although it is on the mountain here, there is a family medicine box at home."

Zhang Yun hurriedly held her:

"No, don't leave...I'm fine, just stay with me here."

Mu Yao was sitting on the sofa.

Zhang Yun pretended to play with her mobile phone, took out her mobile phone, and sent another text message to Mu Chunchun: Action.

There was no text message reply on the other side.

Mu Yao suddenly asked:

"You said your name is Zhang Yun? I remember hearing Mu Chunchun mentioned before, she has a friend who seems to have the surname Zhang..."

Zhang Yun was so frightened that she thought that Mu Yao had seen the person she was texting with, and quickly threw the phone into the sofa:

"What, what about Mu Chunchun? I am not familiar with her."

Mu Yao looked at her with clear and clean eyes, and smiled again:

"She...I am quite envious."

Zhang Yun paused, only to say:

"She's pretty good."

Mu Yao nodded:

"Yes, in fact, I don’t envy her having such good living conditions since she was a child. These are nothing... But what I envy is that she can stay with her brothers and live together since she was a child. From childhood, youth to youth... I really envy this."

As she spoke, she looked far through the window mullions and looked at the garden outside the window.

It is as if looking through the garden to see what I imagined, when my brothers were playing in the garden when they were young.

The better the brothers treat her, the more she likes them, and the more she wants to understand their lives and behavior.

She sometimes envied Mu Chunchun for the opportunity to witness these.

"Ah... the Mujia brothers are very good, especially the artist..."

Zhang Yun's eyes flashed.

She has always had a crush on Mu Qiyi, which is one of the reasons she will help Mu Chunchun.

She hoped that Mu Chunchun could help introduce herself to Mu Qiyi, and she hoped that Mu Qiyi would not have such a bottomless sister as Mu Yao.

This Mu Yao had already absorbed almost all of Mu Qiyi's attention, and he had no time to see other people, and Zhang Yun felt even more hopeless.

The more Mu Qiyi spoiled Mu Yao, the more despair she made Zhang Yun, who secretly followed Mu Qiyi, to despair, so she joined Mu Chunchun's camp at the clothing store that day, working for Mu Chunchun.

She lowered her eyelashes, feeling a little sad and rejoicing.

In any case, Muchun's plan was perfect.

In Mu Yao's room, there was no surveillance.

In a moment, a man disguised as a kitchen servant will come over, knock Mu Yao out of the window, and deliver it to the trafficker overnight.

Anyway... Let her go back where she came from.

At that time, her Zhang Yun had acute gastroenteritis, even if she rushed to save Mu Yao, she was knocked out on the sofa.

Zhang Yun would let the man punch herself and swell her face, so that it would be easier to win Mu Qiyi's trust.

At that time... she was still a benefactor of righteousness, she did not believe that Mu Qiyi would ignore her.

The plan was foolproof, and Mu Yao had no suspicion at all. Zhang Yun kept paying attention. Mu Yao hadn't even taken out his mobile phone, and it was impossible to tell anyone.

So she waited quietly.

As time passed, Mu Yao yawned and said to Zhang Yun:

"Then I will sleep for a while."

Zhang Yun nodded, watching Mu Yao half-lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, then picked up her phone and texted Mu Chunchun: hurry up!

This past spring, how did things procrastinate?

Just as she waited eagerly, the door of the room was finally opened with a creak.

Zhang Yun immediately put on a relieved smile, standing up and saying:

"It's finally here, do you know how anxious I am? It's too slow..."

Turned his head and saw the person coming.

Zhang Yun's voice was chopped in her throat by herself.

The author has something to say: Good night everyone~

My mother, like me, will never let Yaoyao feel wronged, don't worry~