C15 I Can't Remember
C15 I Can't Remember
Su Cuiyun quickly moved closer to the driver and apologized to Mo Xiaohe.
"Auntie Su will apologize to you." Su Cuiyun gritted her teeth before she pulled down her face and said those words.
"Auntie Su, I dare not say so. "I'm just a little kid, I can't stand seeing you like this." At this moment, he closed his eyes. He no longer wanted to see Su Cuiyun's unpredictable expression.
"Uncle Jiu, you know how to get to Uncle Mu's company right?" Wu Tie asked with his eyes closed.
"Got it." Uncle Jiu replied respectfully.
"Then let's go." Mo Xiaohe was too lazy to pay any more attention to a woman like Su Cuiyun.
With such a large Mu Family, he has a good reputation outside. Mo Xiaohe has met Mu Anren before as well. He's a very reasonable person. How could he have such a wife?" Logically speaking, with Mu Family being a Wealthy Class, he could be considered a Wealthy Class, yet he actually used a belt to beat a little girl?
Only then did Mo Xiaohe remember. No wonder Mu Qingqing stood so far away for so long. It was because she was afraid of being hit.
What a pitiful little girl.
"No, you can't leave!" Su Cuiyun looked at him anxiously. The matter of them hitting Mu Qingqing could not be underestimated. Xiaohe, my daughter is disobedient. As a mother, it is natural for me to teach her a lesson. This is the matter of our Mu Family. With your esteemed status, it's best not to interfere in such a matter. "
What a noble identity.
Mo Xiaohe turned his face to the side and looked at Su Cuiyun with one of his sharp eyes. He was only 16 years old, but his eyes were sharp and gave off a threatening aura.
"Uncle Jiu, my dad never said you can't hit a thirty year old woman, right?" Mo Xiaohe was asking Uncle Jiu, but he was staring at Su Cuiyun with eyes as sharp as an eagle.
"The Mo family's rules are to respect the elderly and love the young. Normally, you can't hit people over the age of sixty, you can't hit people under the age of sixteen. They didn't say you can't hit a thirty year old woman. " Uncle Jiu thought about it and then came to a conclusion.
"Very well. Auntie Su, how about this, I'll whip you according to Mu Qingqing's injury. If you can accept it, I will still move this wine back to Mu Family. "If you can't accept it, then don't block our way to Uncle Mu's company." Mo Xiaohe stared coldly at Su Cuiyun, not a hint of a smile on his face.
Su Cuiyun didn't expect Mo Xiaohe to stand up for Mu Qingqing.
"Mu Qingqing, are you coming down?" Su Cuiyun understood that it was impossible to start with Mo Xiaohe. It was impossible for her to be whipped by a junior!
Mu Qingqing stared at her and shook her head. The tears in his eyes were because of the pain from the whip. She was afraid of pain, very afraid!
No matter if she was delicate or not, she had had enough of Su Cuiyun's abusive beating in her previous life. After that, when she married into Zhan Family, no one beat her up. Only then did she realize that not every family was like hers. So when she was reborn, all she had to do was think about the belt and all that, and it hurt her.
"Auntie Su, I'm talking to you." Mo Xiaohe stared at Su Cuiyun sternly. Did she think that the Mo family could tolerate others' scolding?
Su Cuiyun ignored him and walked straight to the back of the car, ready to open the door.
Unfortunately, the car door was locked by Uncle Jiu.
"Uncle Jiu, let's go." Mo Xiaohe frowned. Uncle Jiu had already started the car. He knew that Young Master Mo's temper wasn't that good.
Su Cuiyun tried her best to pull the door open. She felt that no matter what, Mo Xiaohe was only a 16 year old kid. He didn't have the guts to hurt her.
But Results...
The car started and, after backing up, it pushed her forward and almost threw her over.
She was still afraid of death, so she let go.
"You, why are you helping me like this?" Mu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief as the car drove away. She then asked the co-pilot who was resting with his eyes closed.
Why?
Mo Xiaohe chuckled and did not answer.
Could it be that Mu Qingqing took the initiative to ask for his help?
Mu Qingqing bit her lips as she recalled the scene from a moment ago. Suddenly, her face flushed red.
Yes, she took the initiative to ask him to save her.
"Xiaohe, are you really going to send this wine to Boss Mu's company?" Uncle Jiu asked in confusion as he was driving.
"This wine was originally given to Uncle Mu to begin with. Didn't my dad say it already? The first batch of wine was given to Uncle Mu to taste." Mo Xiaohe had given his own father's dictum, how could he be wrong?
"But, it was not good to offend Madam Mu, right?" Uncle Jiu was a man of reason. Mo Xiaohe had even caused some trouble when he came out. He would definitely be criticized when he returned.
"If you could talk more about my hero saving the beauty in front of my dad, then this matter might just be over." Mo Xiaohe looked at Mu Qingqing from the rearview mirror. At this moment, the tears in her eyes were still tear-filled. It was unknown what she was thinking.
As the car sped away, Mo Xiaohe didn't stay idle either. He unlocked his seat belt and jumped into the backseat.
"Xiaohe?" The steering wheel in Uncle Jiu's hand almost shifted to the side.
"Uncle Jiu, be steady." Mo Xiaohe said helplessly.
When Mu Qingqing saw him running towards the back seat, she subconsciously moved towards the right door.
"Don't move." Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but shout out. It was only a thirteen or fourteen year old girl who had received a whip in her thigh, why wasn't she calm?
Then, Mo Xiaohe reached into the trunk and brought out a medical kit.
The wariness in Mu Qingqing's eyes decreased by two points. So he was trying to heal her …
"Thank you." Mu Qingqing muttered softly.
"The second time." Mo Xiaohe chuckled and took out the iodophor from the medicine box.
Mu Qingqing bit her lower lip, not wanting Mo Xiaohe to apply the medicine for her.
"People like you are not people that I want to save." Mo Xiaohe shook his head and felt really helpless. While saying thank you to me, she asked me to help you. Now that I've helped you, you think that I'm … "Bad guy."
Mo Xiaohe originally wanted to say 'hoodlum', but since Uncle Jiu was here, he didn't have the right to say such words. Thus, he gave Mu Qingqing more leeway.
Mu Qingqing's face was completely red. Mo Xiaohe was right.
"I'm sorry …" Mu Qingqing said apologetically as she suppressed her emotions.
"This is the second time." The smile in Mo Xiaohe's eyes became even wider. He only said thank you twice for helping her, but he also said he was sorry twice.
Mu Qingqing had no idea what to say, so she chose to remain silent.
Mo Xiaohe dipped the cotton swab in iodine and motioned for her to reach over.
Mu Qingqing hesitated for a moment before handing her right hand over.
The bloody wound even scraped some of her flesh.
"How many times have you been beaten?" Mo Xiaohe suddenly felt pity for her. How could such a lively girl suffer so much? The mistress of Mu Family was too inhumane!
"I can't remember." Mu Qingqing's eyes were downcast as she gritted her teeth and said.
Mo Xiaohe immediately understood after looking at her expression. "Don't be afraid, this is iodine. It won't hurt."