My Little Mom is the Richest

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qiu talked about going to the celebration banquet with the sisters in the family. The main thing was to tell her sister that it didn't matter if anything else was said, and then let them take care of themselves for dinner, such as ordering a takeaway. What, they are not good at cooking after all.

When she said that, Mu Qiu thought that her sister would be arguing and want to follow herself, but she nodded her head without wanting her sister to be so happy, so Mu Qiu couldn't help asking her: "You don't want to follow me?"

My sister was thinking about how to write the first chapter of the comic. Hearing that, she just looked up at Mu Qiu, and then said disdainfully: "Your sister, I'm going to go, that's the protagonist of the audience, and the celebration party? I'm afraid it is. To become my personal fan signing event."

Mu Qiu's smile gradually became embarrassed. Indeed, in terms of her sister’s fame, from international celebrities and billionaires worth hundreds of millions, to Liming people and grassroots cadres, all of them might be fans of her sister. If she followed Mu Qiu went with him, and his identity was revealed. I am afraid that this celebration banquet would not be held. Even Mu Qiu would have to become Mu Qingcheng's foil, and then the news would spread like wildfire, and then reporters from all walks of life hurriedly rushed. Come, in the end, I am afraid that the food will not eat well.

My elder sister was very thoughtful in this regard, and before leaving, the elder sister pulled her younger brother back and picked him out a suit from the closet. The suit is the same style that Mu Qiu wore last time. They are all made according to Mu Qiu's figure, cut by hand, and each set is of great value.

These suits were ordered by my mother to make them and send them over. They are all available in spring, summer, autumn and winter styles, and they are filled with a large wardrobe, but Muqiu is not very cold with suits, including the promotion of "Sapphire Zhi" in Beijing a few days ago. At the event, if it wasn't for his sister who insisted that he wear a suit, he wouldn't think of wearing a suit.

After changing into a suit, my elder sister combed Mu Qiu's hairstyle personally, just like last time, and said, "You may not believe it. My elder sister is still a well-known image designer. I used to find it by Si Yun. I have become a world-class image designer, and they all bow down in front of my sister."

This is the first time Mu Qiu has heard about this, but he is not to blame. After all, he has not specifically checked all kinds of information about her sister online. There is a record of her design ability, including what she said that a top designer in the world surrendered in front of her, but it is a pity that she has only done image design for herself in her life, and no one has ever done it. Honor.

Now this honor falls on the dead child. The dead child doesn't think there is anything special, but it is troublesome to change clothes and get his hair.

The elder sister said: "It's just that you are so lucky as a dead child. Every time the elder sister used to go out for activities, she used her own makeup and hairstyle. Others wanted her to give her to her and didn't bother to take care of it."

Mu Qiu laughed and said, "Well, my sister is the best, and I love my sister the most."

A flower-like smile bloomed on the face of the sister: "Count you kid acquaintance. Okay, go, remember to come back early."

In the face of Mu Qiu, my sister is always so easily satisfied. It seems that his very common compliment is the best gift to her.

After leaving home, Mu Qiu drove the red Ferrari Rafael out of the garage. This car was the first time he drove after he bought it. Although it was not the most expensive in his garage, it was also a very powerful one. But then again, in Beijing, a city with heavy traffic, Mu Qiu, who has a holy car skill, dared to speed up to more than 100 per hour on the highway where cars go.

Of course, others can do the same, but only if he has the ability to ignore the ticket.

Under Mu Qiu’s fast driving, night had just fallen. He arrived at the target location at seven o’clock. It was a well-known hotel in Beijing. There were many banquet rooms in the hotel, so that he could contract for such activities. guest. Yang Mei is also spending money lavishly, and her opponents are very good, and she is not short of money, so both the facade and other things are arranged in place.

There were two people standing outside the door of the banquet room, wearing waiter costumes. Many people who had just arrived were queuing to enter. Everyone had to have an invitation. Mu Qiu did not have an invitation, but his face is better than anything else. Coupled with his outstanding temperament, he was immediately noticed as soon as he walked over. Everyone invited Mu Qiu to the front with fear. The waiter obviously knew Mu Qiu, and he didn’t ask for a post. Go to Yang Mei with Muqiu.

In fact, there is no need to look for it specially. There are dozens of tables and hundreds of chairs neatly arranged in the spacious banquet room. There is also a stage at the front. The table closest to the stage and placed in the middle is the one with the highest status. A group of people were sitting, and Dilly was sitting there at this time, and Yang Mei was standing by and talking with a few others.

"I can just go by myself." Mu Qiu said to the waiter.

The waiter nodded and retreated quickly.

Mu Qiu walked to Dili on his own. This snack product still has the same nature. There are various shelves on the left and right sides of the banquet room. There are wine and food, and it feels like a party. You can eat whatever you want. help yourself. Of course, because of the time, most of these dishes are not very hot, so the dinner still has to wait for everyone to be seated, and the chefs in the hotel kitchen will prepare them one by one and then serve them.

But Dilly obviously couldn't wait for the dinner. At this moment, she was sitting in a chair, holding a plate of mochi in her left hand, and eating bite by bite.

Mu Qiu sneaked around and slapped her behind her back.

Di Li had just eaten a mochi and was startled by Mu Qiu's slap. She choked in her throat with a mouthful of mochi, her eyes widened and her mouth widened, her face panicked.

When Mu Qiu saw this, he slapped her back again, and Dilly swallowed the mochi smoothly.

She sighed and glared with anger, turning her head around to scold her. The moment she saw Mu Qiu, her angry face turned into a surprise again, completely ignoring the look in the eyes of others, and suddenly rushed into Mu Qiu's arms.

"You're here!"

She held Mu Qiu without letting go, her face was full of joy.

More than 20 days have passed since I met at the last event. The last time I met was because the occasion was more formal. After that, Mu Qiu left in a hurry to avoid being surrounded by reporters, so there was not much time to be alone with Di Li. This caused this Nizi to be very resentful, and now she was rushing into Mu Qiu's arms regardless, and Mu Qiu was also quite surprised.

But he was surprised and surprised. He didn't feel embarrassed. After all, he had a good impression of this girl from the first time he saw her, so he touched her head and said softly, "Eating like this every day, I'm not afraid of gaining weight?"

"Don't be afraid, people can't eat fat. Dili smiled and said, seeing that Yang Mei had noticed here, and she was coming over, so she quickly let go....