Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

"I didn't expect to see you here!"

An Jiamu couldn't hide his excitement. He noticed Mu Xing pulling An Feng's sleeve and asked doubtfully: "Dad, classmate Mu Xing, what are you doing?"

dad?

Mu Xing frowned slightly. It turned out that the squad leader was Uncle Feng's son, so God had actually sent the person she wanted to find to her a long time ago, but she didn't realize it herself.

She calmly let go of her hand and said, "I was asking for directions. It turns out this uncle is your father."

Seeing that Mu Xing was hiding something, An Feng didn't want An Jiamu to get involved in the whirlpool of the Mu family, so he cooperated and said: "This little classmate is lost. You happen to be classmates, so you should be responsible for sending her back. It's so late." It’s not safe for girls to go home.”

"No problem!" An Jiamu agreed happily, "Classmate Mu Xing, do you want to go home now, or eat something first and then go back?"

An Feng euphemistically issued an order to expel the guest, and Mu Xing did not want to stay any longer. "It's getting late. I should go home. I'll come back another day to try my uncle's cooking skills."

She smiled at An Feng and said, "Uncle, goodbye."

An Feng was so filled with guilt that he did not dare to look at Mu Xing and nodded with his head lowered.

Mu Xing walked out of the noodle shop, An Jiamu followed her, "Classmate Mu Xing, I only have a bicycle, do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind."

This time Mu Xing did not refuse, because it was Uncle Feng's kindness.

An Jiamu pulled the bicycle over and wiped the back seat specially, "Classmate Mu Xing, come on up."

Just as Mu Xing was about to sit on it, the phone in his schoolbag suddenly rang.

She took out her phone and saw the caller ID and hurriedly answered, "Uncle."

The man's deep voice came from the receiver: "Are you ready to go home? Do I need to pick you up?"

It was so late that her uncle was still waiting for her. Mu Xing felt extremely guilty and said hurriedly: "No, uncle, I can go back by myself. It's already very late. You should go to bed early. Good night!"

In the shadow not far away, there is a low-key Maybach parked.

In the car, the man held his cell phone and stared at the man and woman at the door of the noodle shop. After listening to the sweet and soft voice in his ear, he said good night to her, said a faint favor, and hung up the phone.

Watching the girl put away her mobile phone and get on the bicycle, the man suddenly curled his lips, with a very faint arc at the corner of his mouth, but his deep eyes were filled with all-devouring darkness.

She refused him twice to pick her up, and she even dared to blatantly lie to him and allow other men to take her home.

The little thing is getting more and more bad-behaved.

Must be taught a lesson!

When Yuntuo saw Mu Xing sitting on the little boy's bicycle, he was so scared that he squeezed the steering wheel tightly. "Little cutie, you are going to make Master Fu angry to death!"

He peeked at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror and saw the man's cold face with a faint smile on his lips. He was frightened and hurriedly looked away.

Damn it, Master Fu is extremely angry, right?

very scary!

Mu Xing was already driving away on his bicycle, and the man did not issue any orders for a long time.

Yuntuo hesitated and asked carefully: "Master Fu, do you want to follow?"

The man finally spoke, his voice low and cold: "Go and stop her at the next intersection."

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Mu Xing was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, thinking about the problem secretly, when he suddenly heard An Jiamu's voice drifting over in the wind: "Classmate Mu Xing, can I ask you a question?"

Mu Xing collected his thoughts and said, "Okay, just ask."

Although he received permission, An Jiamu still hesitated for a long time before asking the question: "What is your relationship with Mr. Fu Lingxiao Fu?"

Mu Xing replied: "It's an employment relationship. To be precise, he is my creditor."

An Jiamu looked back in disbelief, "Creditor?"

Mu Xing nodded seriously, "Yes, I owe my uncle a lot of money, and I'm currently working for him to pay off the debt."

Listening to her candid tone, An Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Since Mu Xing entered school, her classmates have been talking about her privately, saying that she is Mr. Fu's lover. Each of their words is more unpleasant than the last, but he feels that it is impossible for Mu Xing to be someone else's lover. Even if she does, That was also being deceived, after all she was so innocent.

Now that it is confirmed that Mu Xing and Mr. Fu do not have such a bad relationship, he can be more confident when defending Mu Xing.

An Jiamu was in a good mood and pedaled his bicycle with more energy. After passing the intersection, he was about to speed up.

Suddenly, a black Maybach sped over from the road on one side, and then braked suddenly in front of him, forcing him to stop.

The situation was caught off guard, Mu Xing bumped into An Jiamu's back hard, and she touched her head and poked her head out to check the situation.

The window of the Maybach's cab had been lowered, revealing a resolute and handsome face, and smiled at her: "Miss Mu Xing."

"Uncle Yuntuo!"

Mu Xing immediately got off his bicycle and ran over, "It's so late, why are you here?"

Not to protect you!

Ever since he came back from Qingyun Mountain, he has followed quietly all the way to now. Is it easy for him and Master Fu?

Yuntuo cursed, and said something else: "Master Fu just finished meeting with the client, and we were preparing to go back to the manor, and we happened to see you."

"Uncle is in the car?"

Mu Xing was overjoyed, turned around and said to An Jiamu, "No need to send me off," and then quickly opened the rear door.

Seeing the man sitting upright in his seat, a sweet smile instantly appeared on Mu Xing's pretty face. After getting into the car, he couldn't wait to throw himself into the man's arms, "Uncle!"

The anger that filled his heart dissipated without a trace the moment the little girl pounced on her.

Well, you don’t have to be angry, but you still have to teach those who need to be taught a lesson.

Otherwise this little thing will never have a long memory.

The man closed the car door, held Mu Xing's thin waist with both hands, lifted her to the seat next to her, and ignored her.

Yuntuo started the car and drove away.

An Jiamu was left standing alone on the silent and empty road in a daze.

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inside the car.

The man had a cold face, and the air pressure around him was frighteningly low.

Mu Xing moved her buttocks closer and looked at him doubtfully, "Uncle? What's wrong with you?"

The man pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

Yuntuo shook his head helplessly, little cutie, please be more careful. Isn't it obvious that Mr. Fu is angry?

"Uncle?" Mu Xing didn't realize that the man was "angry" yet, so she hugged his arm and asked, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Fu Lingxiao pulled out his arm very "indifferently", tilted his tall body to one side, and distanced himself from the little girl.

The man's resistance is too obvious.

Mu Xing was stunned for a moment, biting his lip and looking at him carefully, and finally reacted belatedly, "Uncle, are you angry?"