Travel back to modern times and become famous after doing a live broadcast for the ancients

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Mu Suming walked around the house. This house was considered a standard residential building, with two bedrooms, one living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a small utility room. The area was comparable to many residential buildings.

However, in the eyes of men, this is the real motivation for Fu Youyou to be greedy for money.

"Although she doesn't seem like a nice person, she keeps the house neat and tidy, which can be considered a saving grace."

In the blink of an eye, Mu Suming figured out the layout of the entire room. Dragging his exhausted body tortured by drugs, he wanted to find something to eat to fill his stomach.

pity……

When he walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, Mu Suming was stunned.

Why are there drinks in this refrigerator? There are also a lot of crystal clear ice cubes, and the only thing missing is food.

Look at those brand-new kitchen utensils. The metallic luster is so translucent that you can almost see the reflection of a person. It is obvious that there is no smell of fireworks.

Perhaps because of the huge gap in his heart, he wandered around for several times without success in finding food, and suddenly felt dizzy. I can only sit on the sofa and stay in a daze to save my energy.

"To be honest, that woman always feels familiar."

Mu Suming was a little annoyed. He was confused last night and didn't understand what Fu Youyou was calling. Now he feels a little regretful when he thinks about it.

Where have you seen it?

It stands to reason that the woman's behavior last night was so memorable that if he had seen it, he should not have been unimpressed.

While Mu Suming was thinking, he looked out the window.

This community was originally a school district, and Fu Youyou's school came into view, and Mu Suming had an idea.

Isn't this the school where his little sister, Mu Yuchu, lives if she fails to succeed but fails to succeed, and is called her parents every three days?

"No wonder it's so familiar." Mu Suming thought of a lot.

I once solved the Mu Yuchu fight, donated a laboratory to that school, and had a long discussion in the office upstairs.

When I was about to leave, I looked down from the window and saw a nervous woman staring at the air and talking to herself.

The floor was not high, but Fu Youyou's face could still be clearly seen.

At that time, Fu Youyou learned how to make cement roads, so she couldn't wait to find a corner in the school and let the ancients bid.

As for the dancing gestures and the nervous way of talking to himself, someone actually watched him helplessly.

If Fu Youyou knew about it, she would definitely want to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Also, when she was riding a shared bicycle, sweating profusely in the sun and asking for songs from the ancients, she was clearly seen by someone sitting in an air-conditioned business car.

In just a few days, we passed each other twice. What kind of wonderful fate is this?

This was the third time they met, and Mu Suming was actually saved by that woman. It was unimaginable before.

Thinking of being the culprit for making him like this, Mu Suming's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent. It seemed that the Zhao Group was really tired of living and dared to attack him.

And how could the so-called top socialite in the industry not see that Zhao Chenyu was so thirsty before and was so bold that she dared to drug him?

It seems like we need to teach them a lesson.

After getting angry, Mu Suming felt a little uncomfortable in his head, maybe there were still some residual effects.

After recovering from that bad incident, he turned to think about Fu Youyou, who was asking for reward from him, but how to give him this reward?

After all, the other party saved his life.

Although he would not lose his life if he was captured by those men in black, having his innocence stained by that hypocritical, selfish and sinister woman would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Therefore, even if the other party does not ask for this reward, you cannot give it less. His worth is not so low that he can just send his savior away casually.

"Headache!"

Mu Suming rubbed his temples, his head hurt, he was tired and hungry, and he lay down on the sofa in a daze.