You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

When the two returned to the villa, the ingredients for the hot pot had already been delivered.

The marble dining table, large enough to seat ten people, was filled to the brim.

At a glance, there are five or six types of mushrooms that she likes to eat.

"Madam, if the dishes are not enough and there is something else you want to eat, you can tell me, and the hotel kitchen will prepare the dishes immediately." The resort manager said respectfully.

Sheng Mumu shook his head.

"Enough, enough, enough."

Not to mention that there were only three of them, even ten of them would still be enough to eat.

As it turns out, there are indeed too many.

Even a boy like Qi Shaobai, who is in his adolescence and has a big appetite, only cleaned up three plates of meat.

It was Qi Mo's fighting strength today that surprised Qi Shaobai.

In his memory, his father has always been self-disciplined and restrained.

The same goes for eating.

Never overeat.

Today was unprecedented, even he put down his chopsticks, and his father was still pouring mushrooms into the pot.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

"I'm going to get a drink, do you want it?"

Qi Shaobai asked Sheng Mumu who was picking up mushrooms.

After getting the answer, he walked slowly towards the kitchen.

He searched in the refrigerator for the sparkling water he wanted to drink, the sour plum juice that Sheng Mumu ordered, and the ice mineral water for his father.

After taking these out, Qi Shaobai didn't go out immediately.

Instead, he propped up his hands, jumped to sit on the spotless cooking table, opened the tab of the sparkling water can, and took a sip with his head up.

stalling for time...

In the past two days, he could clearly see that the atmosphere between his father and stepmother was somewhat sticky.

The scene when he skied two days ago, he still finds it incredible when he thinks about it now.

He just happened to see it on the terrace when his father and stepmother got out of the car back to the villa.

Even at a distance, with his good eyesight, he saw that Sheng Mumu's earlobes were red.

It's so boring in the car.

As expected of newlyweds.

Strangely, they talked less while eating.

Is it because he is next to you, sorry?

Qi Shaobai couldn't help but think so.

Then stay in the kitchen for a while before going out.

He doesn't want to be a light bulb.

A 17-year-old boy with a delicate and sensitive mind but reticent, took out his cell phone while thinking.

He didn't dare to play with his mobile phone during the meal just now, for fear that his father would say it.

At this moment, I can just sneak in and play.

……

Dining table outside.

Qi Mo's phone lights up.

He took out a wet wipe and wiped his hands slowly before reading the news.

Putting down the phone, through the light mist from the hot pot, he looked at Sheng Mumu, who seemed to be so hot by dried chili powder.

After Sheng Mumu Gulu took a big sip of his drink, he slowly opened his mouth:

"The flight route to go back has been approved. There are two days left. Is there anything else you want to go around?"

Sheng Mumu's lips were red, because it was too hot, and her eyes were a little wet. She looked up at him:

"Approval?"

After saying that, she wanted to take another sip of water, but found that there were only ice cubes left in the glass.

Qi Mo pushed his cup over, looked at her with deep eyes, "Yes."

Sheng Mumu hesitated for a few seconds.

In the glass in front of him was the sour plum juice she poured for him, almost full, he didn't seem to like sour drinks, so he only took a sip or two.

She picked up the cup and took a sip, finally relieved the spiciness.

His thoughts returned to clarity, and he asked:

"Do you want to take a private plane back?"

If you book a ticket and return to Beijing, the word "approval" will not appear.

Qi Mo withdrew his gaze from the cup, the tails of his eyes tilted up imperceptibly, and his voice was magnetic and calm:

"Well, it's too urgent to come, and it's the peak travel season, so it's not easy to approve the route."

Sheng Mumu: "Then can I bring some more things back, and I don't need to check in?"

Qi Mo was stunned for a moment, then replied with a muffled smile: "Yes."

It never occurred to him that she had this kind of trouble.

During this period of time, Sheng Mumu has already experienced a lot of what the world of the rich looks like.

But I have never been on a private jet.

When she was working in the past, she once heard a colleague who was keen on wealthy dramas mention that a private jet flight, taking off and landing fees, fuel costs, etc., would cost at least 60 to [-] yuan.

60 million!

If it weren't for the super rich man in front of her, she might never have the chance to experience it in her whole life.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.

God really treats her well.

They are obviously a fake couple, but Qi Mo is quite generous to her.

She was so generous that she had the illusion that the fake show was real.

On second thought.

Sheng Mumu denied this idea again.

She is still too small.

What she thinks is generous and spends money like water, but in Qi Mo's view, it is just a too small number.

Thinking of this, Sheng Mumu looked at Qi Mo through the heat of the hot pot, and there was some brilliance of gold coins in his eyes.

……

at that time.

Beijing City, outside the gate of Xiyu Yueting Villa Area.

Sheng Lei was stopped by the guard again.

Sensing that someone in the luxury car entering the villa area was looking at him with disdain, Sheng Lei said angrily:

"How many times have I told you that my sister lives here, why don't you understand?"

The well-trained and strong guard stretched out his hand to block the man who wanted to break in, and warned solemnly:

"Sir, if you do this again, I will ask the security to drag you away. You are not allowed to enter the private residential area without the owner's certificate."

"Cut, it's a dog's power." Sheng Lei spat at the guard's feet, and walked away cursing.

He has been investing in virtual currency recently, and his investment advisor told him that now is a good time to buy at a low price.

As soon as the news of the currency's external sale is made public, it can double.

Everything is ready, only the money owed.

But at this time, there was no way to get in touch with that dead girl Sheng Mumu.

Calls are always busy.

A few days ago, he sent her a WeChat message, only to find out that she had actually blocked her.

How dare she block him?

The more Sheng Lei thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he cursed a few dirty words in his mouth.

"Damn it, I don't believe it. I come here every day to wait, and I still can't meet you."

Sheng Lei is 33 this year, has little achievements, and is not satisfied with his steady work. He fantasizes about getting rich overnight every day.

Before Sheng's father and Sheng's mother died unexpectedly, he was the precious son held in the palm of his hand.

After the death of his parents, the huge gap made it difficult for him to get used to it for a while.

He remembered what his father and mother had said to him when they were dying.

At that time, Sheng Mumu had not yet married into the Qi family, but was just an ordinary office worker.

"Lei, if you have any difficulties in the future, ask your sister to help you."

"She is destined to give everything to the Sheng family. When she gets married in the future, the bride price should also be given to you. You have to ask for it, you know?"

Sheng Lei kept the words of his parents firmly in his heart.

Yes, only he is the only man who can continue the incense of the Sheng family.

Sheng Mumu is just a married daughter.

Married daughters, spilled water.

Sheng Mumu's basin of water, even if it is going to be poured out one day, it must be irrigated and nourished into the land called "Sheng".