Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

The next morning.

Bu Jia woke up first, and he was nestled in Mu Qing's arms. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Qing's face that was too beautiful to be true. The ultimate visual enjoyment made Bu Jia stunned and his head felt dizzy.

After a while, Bu Jia came back to his senses and sat up gently.

Mu Qing was lying casually, with one hand on her head. The hem of her clothes was pulled up due to the movement, revealing her tight waist and abdomen. Her exquisite and beautiful muscle lines were no exaggeration. In the bright morning light, her color was alluring. .

Bujia didn't know why his heart was beating so fast, so he reached out his hand and touched it by mistake.

When he wanted to continue touching, a clear and hoarse voice came into his ears.

"Don't make trouble."

Bujia looked over, his eyes as dark as a deer's, and he put his hands behind his back in embarrassment, "Brother, you're awake."

Mu Qing sat up and calmly pulled the blanket to cover her waist, "Get up when you wake up."

"Then I'll change clothes."

Bujia stood at the end of the bed, carelessly stripping off all his clothes and picking up his own clothes to put on. His fair and beautiful body was flawless, like bone china, a work of art carefully crafted by God.

Mu Qing just looked at him like that. When Bu Jia turned her head, her long eyelashes drooped, blocking the emotions in her eyes.

Bujia didn't notice anything unusual, "I have to go to work in the afternoon..."

Halfway through his words, his face turned pale and he said, "I didn't lock the door!"

Yesterday, he was forcibly taken out by Mu Qian, and later he forgot to close the store.

Mu Qing threw the key to him, "I locked it for you."

Bujia took the key with both hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after Bujia left, there was a fierce knock on the door.

The group of old men were still playing chess on the side of the street, and Grandpa Bu was watching them secretly while smoking.

The person who knocked on the door was a woman of no apparent age, probably in her 30s, dressed very elegantly and fashionably.

The middle-aged man standing next to him was tall, with a solemn and indifferent face, showing no emotion or anger, which made people feel awe at first sight.

Mu Boshi lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The door was finally opened.

He looked over and saw a slender young man with silver hair revealed in the door. It was her, but he didn't look like her.

There was a faint arc at the corner of her bright red lips, which seemed to be a sneer. Her beautiful dark eyes were cold and indifferent, and her voice was so light that no emotion could be heard. Important matter……"

That beautiful and frail woman was Mu Qian's mother, Xue Xueqing.

Xue Xueqing had already burst into tears and rushed towards Mu Qing, grabbing and beating her, "Don't pretend to be stupid for me! How dare you bully my son! I've been no worse to you than I was to Qian'er for so many years, and you actually hurt me Son, you are just jealous of Qian'er! Jealous that he is better than you, jealous that he likes your father better than you..."

Before Xue Xueqing reached out to touch her, a loud slap suddenly hit her face.

The whole street was deathly silent.

The old men who looked like they were playing chess but actually watching a show had their mouths wide open.

Grandpa Bu shook the cigarette in his hand and the ashes fell to the ground.

This kid is quite fierce...

Xue Xueqing tilted her head, with clear red five-fingerprints on her face. She turned stiffly to look at Mu Qing, the expression on her face was stunned, then angry, but when she faced the cold young man's cold and emotionless eyes, her face was filled with nothing but Fear remains.

Mu Boshi's face, who had been observing Mu Qing, finally changed. He pulled Xue Xueqing behind him, his eyes like sharp swords, and he was furious, "You actually started to attack an elder! You are becoming more and more uneducated!"

Mu Qing's face was emotionless, "My mother died a long time ago, and no one taught me the rules."

Mu Boshi suddenly realized that he was her father, and it was his father's fault if he didn't raise her well, so he seemed to have a fish bone stuck in his throat, his expression was extremely wonderful.

After a few seconds of silence, Mu Boshi said in a deep voice: "Pack your things and come back with us."

There was a sneer on Mu Qing's lips, "What are you going to do when you go back? You want me to live under the same roof as Mu Qian, aren't you afraid that I'll beat him to death?"

"How dare you!" Xue Xueqing, who was afraid of Mu Qing, rushed out from behind Mu Boshi, staring at her fiercely with bloodshot eyes.

But when I think of my son lying miserable in the hospital, chills still run down his back.

terrible!

This Mu Qing is a madman!

"Do you think I dare?" Mu Qing glanced at Mu Boshi casually, her beautiful black eyes emotionless, "You are coming to trouble me, why not go to the hospital to look at Mu Qian and ask him to stop messing with me? Next time, he may not be able to breathe.”

Mu Boshi didn't speak, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Mu Qing was naturally not afraid of him and closed the door again.

Xue Xueqing held Mu Boshi's arm and cried, "What should I do? Is this the end of it? My poor Qian'er..."

Mu Boshi stared at the door solemnly and pulled Xue Xueqing away, "Let's go first, we'll talk about it later."

At this time, many residents in the street came out to watch the fun.

Bu Jia naturally came out when he heard the commotion. After Mu Boshi and Xue Xueqing left, he came to the door of Mu Qing's house and was about to knock on the door when he was caught by the collar.

Bujia turned his head and said, "Grandpa."

Grandpa Bu: "What are you doing?"

"I'll take a look..."

"What are you looking at?" Grandpa Bu pulled him home. "You have to go to work in the afternoon. If you don't have a good rest, why are you hanging around outside?"

"But brother Mu Qing..." Bu Jia was dragged home staggeringly.

Grandpa Bu: "Don't worry about it."

Rich people have the deepest water.

He didn't want Bujia to get involved at this time.

Bu Jia was reluctant, looked back, and could only follow Grandpa Bu home obediently.

In the afternoon, Mu Qian, who was unconscious in the hospital, finally woke up.

When Xue Xueqing saw him opening his eyes, she was the first to rush over, her face full of tears, "Qian'er, you finally woke up, you scared mom to death..."

Mu Qian frowned and looked at the pure white ceiling above his head in a daze.

Xue Xueqing's heart tightened, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mu Qian's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "... He pressed my hand."

Xue Xueqing quickly opened the car and wiped the tears on her face, "How are you?"

Mu Qian turned to look at the bedside and saw Xue Xueqing's worried face. Looking to the side, Mu Boshi stood behind Xue Xueqing, frowning and looking worried.

"...Dad, Mom..."

Mu Qian sighed inwardly.

Why did you call them here?

trouble.

It was Mu Boshi who was contacted by Mu Qian's friends.

Mu Qian was lying on the roadside, covered in blood. His friends were frightened and could not bear the responsibility, so they could only call Mu Boshi.

Mu Boshi calmly asked them to take Mu Qian to the hospital, hung up the phone and rushed over with Xue Xueqing overnight.

Mu Qian forced a smile and said, "I'm fine."