The aroma of coffee in the western restaurant is so strong that it makes people feel upset.

Mu Aizhen also saw Mu Qingyun, and her already bad mood suddenly worsened. She was on her own path, desperately seizing every opportunity to climb up, and seeing this man immediately disturbed her mood.

She raised her head coldly, glanced at Gao Xiaowei, and said impatiently: "Whether I will be hurt or who I get close to is none of your business?"

Gao Xiaowei was silent and raised his head stiffly.

Mu Aizhen frowned, with an impatient look on her face: "If you have nothing to do, don't keep looking for me. Our school will organize students to study abroad recently. If you can't speak well, you won't be able to go. My mother asked someone to find a teacher for me every day.

I have to take extra classes, so I’m really busy.”

Before she could finish her words, she had already left in a hurry.

Gao Xiaowei stared at her back for a long time before raising his hand to cover his red and hot eyes.

Aizhen is currently studying at Wanhua Middle School, a private school in Taoshi. He has heard that the students there have annual incomes of at least two to three million.

Although the number of one million is not that much, even in the eyes of those who are truly wealthy, there is no difference between one million and those with annual incomes of hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands.

But this is indeed a huge threshold for people like them.

After all, the tuition fee alone is 68,000 yuan a year, plus various miscellaneous fees, it is more than 200,000 yuan. But the tuition and miscellaneous fees are still the smallest part of this year's expenses. Once you get in, do you want to participate in various research activities?

?Do you want to participate in the training?

Gao Xiaowei has been sensible since he was a child. Unlike other people of his age, he knows how to deal with the world.

Looking at the direction Mu Aizhen was going, Gao Xiaowei felt a little pain in his heart. He didn't blame Aizhen, he knew that Aizhen was really getting anxious.

However, he couldn't continue like this.

He didn't know anything else, but he understood that he hoped that in Aizhen's eyes, heart, and life, he would be the most important person, and only himself.

Mu Qingyun had just changed his clothes when he returned home, when Mr. Qiao brought a group of people to the door.

They were all Qiao's construction engineers. As soon as they arrived, they entered the basement and started working.

Mr. Qiao did not go to the study room, he greeted her casually, sat on the white jade stone steps outside the eight carved doors, and pulled the commonly used small square table in front of him.

After Mu Qingyun finished today's homework, he saw through the study window that Mr. Qiao was wearing a white shirt, with the collar buttons unbuttoned and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his supple and beautiful muscles in the cold wind.

There were two computers on the square table in front of him, and a large seventy-inch display screen was hung on the shelf in front of him.

With the boss there, as soon as Jia Junhao entered the house, he diligently went to the kitchen to cook the soup.

Mu Qingyun usually brews this decoction once every three days, and every time he drinks it, he can 'see' his strength increase a little bit.

Its benefits are by no means just an increase in strength visible to the naked eye.

Every time after high-intensity training, Mu Qingyun feels very happy. With 'Tiandao rewards hard work', she doesn't know how to complain mentally, but her body is still a mortal body, still stiff and numb, like rusty iron.

But as soon as the decoction is soaked, the limbs are stretched, and the gentle and gentle power nourishes the body from the inside out, and suddenly I feel much more relaxed.

Mu Qingyun was now good at poking her feet. Jia Junhao didn't tell her, but privately boasted to Mr. Qiao that he was a famous teacher, a hundred times better than his master.

His master took him to practice martial arts, and after practicing for three or two years, his disciple could only achieve half a month's worth of martial arts.

Mu Qingyun felt proud, but she wanted to soak in the medicinal soup more and more actively. The boxing skills were advanced too fast. In addition to the benefits of comfort, only she knew the clamor of each part of the body.

For example, the appetite increased significantly.

If she doesn't make some medicinal soup one day, she stuffs half a backpack of chocolates, Snickers bars, milk, cakes, and bread into her backpack every day. She eats them all in half a day without even using them, and she still doesn't feel good.

I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back, and I felt terribly uncomfortable.

But after eating too much of this mess, if nothing else, my wallet was a little overwhelmed.

Mr. Qiao was very generous. When she went back to the ancient city last time, she gave her a lot of money. But most of that money was spent on the decoration, maintenance, and basement expansion of the Mu family's old house. She also had to save money to go to college.

The cost of going to college is definitely not small, so you have to plan for a rainy day. Is it possible that after she goes to college, she really asks her mother to use her private money to support her and pay her tuition?

In addition to not being able to bear it in my wallet, my stomach is also a little bit unbearable.

The day before yesterday, Jia Junhao noticed that her stomach qi was irregular, so he adjusted her bathing prescription.

In the final analysis, taking a medicinal bath is the most cost-effective. After all, it is Mr. Qiao who is responsible for picking up the wallet.

Mr. Qiao said that this was an early investment for Teacher Xiaofang.

According to him, for things like this, one must make investments in advance so that when the time comes to use them, it can be used smoothly. If you don’t burn incense or worship Buddha, then you can knock on the temple door when you need blessings from gods and Buddhas. How can it be useful?

Even if it is useful, gods and Buddhas must first take care of those people who have prepared favors in advance.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh, Mr. Qiao's business ability is really amazing. If he hadn't been able to make money, with his way of spending money like water, Qiao would have gone bankrupt a hundred times ago.

After soaking in the medicinal bath for half an hour, Mu Qingyun went to the kitchen and baked a dozen pizzas on a plate, sliced ​​the steamed bacon, cut the tiger eggs in half, and a few cucumber strips. He then brushed a roll of sauce on the pizzas and started by himself.

I ate two rolls in one go, then opened a pack of seaweed and shrimp to make soup.

Porridge and cakes are the best thing to eat in the evening. However, there is a lot of homework today. Teacher Jia is preparing lesson plans and will teach her history later. She really doesn’t have time. Mr. Xiao Fang has been missing recently, so it would be a bit embarrassing for Mr. Qiao to cook.

Porridge will lose its flavor after a short time, so seaweed and shrimp soup comes in handy.

This is an instant soup bag. Mu Qingyun used to drink it when he was a child. If he went to the supermarket and bought a large package of the mass-produced version, he could drink it for a month for only 20 yuan.

Sometimes her father and Sun Xiaomei went out with their two children. Mu Qingyun didn't have any money to spare, so he would make rice with the seaweed and shrimp soup or just eat it with steamed buns. It was delicious and not bad at all.

Jia Junhao came over and brought a bowl of soup and a roll. He turned to Qiao Qing and asked, "Mr. Qiao, do you want to eat it?"

"eat."

Mu Qingyun brought him rolls and soup.

This person in Kunlun can eat other people's shrimps and go to sea within two hours.

He wouldn't eat anything even remotely delicious, but at this time he was enjoying the rolls, and he didn't mind drinking the soup mixed with this industrial flavor.

The three of them sat on the jade steps to eat together.

While they were eating, Jia Junhao and Qiao Qing murmured for a long time about Fang Zhilong, who came to play in the gym.

Qiao Qing didn't even move her eyebrows and said, "It's okay. It's normal to test, but at the moment the family doesn't take Ah Qing seriously, which is good. We're not happy to play with them now."

Mu Qingyun nodded solemnly.

Today, her math homework consisted of two papers. In addition to the twelve-page exercise book, her Chinese homework also had an argumentative essay to write. There was also a mountain of homework from other subjects.
Chapter completed!