I Am Not Your Milkshake

Mu Tianxiong looked at her with great sympathy, "Good girl, it’s only two days, why have you lost weight?"

"Maybe I didn't have enough rest. Grandpa, why didn't you take me with you?" Mu Jiuyue's eyes were red. "You tell me, is our family really broke?"

Mu Tianxiong put his palm on his forehead and was very sad. "Jiuyue, I'm sorry for hiding this fact from you. I’m really sorry ... For your sake, I didn't tell you before, but who knows..."

"But you seem to be staying in a Shasiya eight-star international hotel in Country Z?" Mu Jiuyu felt something wrong. She even saw a few foreigners playing football happily on the beach. "Aren't we bankrupt? How can you have money to enter this..."

"I’m asking my old friend to help me here." Mu Tianxiong was a little evasive. "Jiuyue, our family went bankrupt. It depends on this time whether we can bring the company back to life. It's time for you to behave yourself and take responsibility as a future heir of Mu Family. Go to Su Feng’ao ’s house, try your best to appease him, and let him stop prosecuting our family first. Our family owes him a heavy debt, and in order to be able to collect the debt, he will give you some food and somewhere to live. He will not let you sleep on the street. "

"It makes sense to say so." Mu Jiuyue frowned, "But..."

"Hello... Hello... Jiuyue..." Mu Tianxiong said, "The reception here is not good... That’s all... Goodbye..."

"Grandpa... Grandpa..." Beep. There was a disconnection sound from the other end of the screen.

Mu Jiuyue watched the screen for a few seconds in deadly silence and sat in a chair again decadently.

Grandpa was right. As the heir of the Mu Family, she should bear the responsibility for her family. Even Grandpa could humbly go abroad to ask for help, why couldn't she endure the humiliation and apologize to Su Feng'ao? After all...

Suddenly there was a weird smell in the air, and she sniffed with her nose. Well, it was from her.

From yesterday to today, it had been two days since she took a bath...

It was okay for her not to take a shower, but if it went on like this, she might starve to death.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she stood up, dragged her suitcase and decided to visit Su Feng’ao.

She thought she would find the door slammed in her face. Unexpectedly, the maid saw her and opened the door quickly.

She stepped into the hall and a maid immediately took her to the living room.

The familiar, tall figure stood by the window. In a soft voice he said, "What brings you here?"

Mu Jiuyue was a little guilty deep inside. She hesitantly walked to him, smiling, and tried to please him. "Uncle Su, no ..." She shook her head and smiled fawningly, "Brother Su."

Su Feng'ao turned his head and looked down at her. The irony in his eyes was obvious. "I prefer to hear you call me Uncle Su. You come to me in the middle of the night. Why? The explosion last time isn't enough? Want to blast my house again?"

Since a great man knew when to yield and when not, a little girl like her would do the same!

Mu Jiuyue stood up straight, bent over, and bowed low to him. "Brother Su... No, Uncle Su, this time I come here to apologize for the bombing of your house last time. I am young, and if the way I speak and act has offended you, please forgive me. ”

Su Feng'ao sneered, "Unfortunately, your Uncle Su is always extremely petty." He stepped past her, walked inside, and coldly ordered, "Give her the list of things she destroyed last time."

Qin San handed to Mu Jiuyue the list that had been prepared. She glanced down and silently counted the numbers: ten, one hundred, one thousand, one billion...

500 million?!!

Mu Jiuyue almost lost her temper. "Su Feng..." When she saw the freezing cold eyes of the man, she swallowed her words again and weakly refuted, "I know it's wrong to blast your house, but that's because you let me lose face at my wedding. Even if you want me to make compensation, are those holes worth 500 million? "

Su Feng'ao coldly spit out several words, "Plus 200 million."

Mu Jiuyue dragged her suitcase and was ready to walk away. The man was apparently trying to embarrass her. It was not a big deal for her to sleep on the cold bench again tonight. After all, she could survive relying on herself!

The man shouted indifferently, "Stop her!"

Almost at the same time, several bodyguards appeared.

Mu Jiuyue turned around and glared at him, "I have no money, and I can't afford it." Even if she had the money, she wouldn't pay so much."

"Even If you can't, you have to pay." Su Feng'ao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed while smoking. The man looked at her coldly. "Mu Jiuyue, I tell you today that I just want to make it difficult for you. Believe it or not, as long as you dare to step out of my house today, tomorrow, there will be one more dead body floating on the sea."

In the past, she was supported by her grandfather and not afraid of him. Now, Mu Jiuyue was really fearful. She clenched her fist and said coldly, "The killers must pay the price."

Su Feng'ao squinted, smoked hard and slowly uttered, "The news report will say that Miss Mu was unwilling to owe a huge debt and jumped into the sea to commit suicide because of the family bankruptcy."

Mu Jiuyue was trembling with anger. She came to the sofa opposite him and sat down, holding back her temper. "Su Feng'ao, to be honest, do you fancy me? Why would you hold everything against me?"

Su Feng'ao squinted his eyes and there was a sense of danger "What?" He even suspected that he had hallucinations.

"Yeah ..." Mu Jiuyue seemed to have discovered something worth exploring. She suddenly stood up, and pointed a trembling hand at him. "You must like me, right? Otherwise, why have you destroyed my weddings with others repeatedly? You wanted to use this method to attract my attention? "