Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 225 Misunderstanding about pink (3)

   Ransiya burned all five inside.

   Grandpa Mu's phrase "she can't use it" seems to have established her status as "belonging to others" in the Mu family for the rest of her life.

   It is extremely embarrassing.

   At that time, Mu Qingcheng picked the skirt out of the bag with one finger, looked at it sadly and said,

   "This skirt doesn't seem to be on the market yet. It's a pity that you can't use it."

   After the light and fluttering words fell, Mu Qingcheng stopped delaying, got up with the bag, and went upstairs smartly.

  At the end, Ran Siya was the only one left in the huge living room, clenching her fists and cursing in her heart while gnashing her teeth,

   'Mu Qingcheng, you vixen, seduce the eldest young master of the Si family and occupy brother Beichu, don't even think about it!

  I will definitely try my best to destroy you! ’

   Ran Siya's plan did not come to fruition in the end, she also made herself a complete failure and left the old house with a pale face.

   At that time, Mu Qingcheng stood by the window of his bedroom and looked at her. In fact, if this girl would be more honest, she would not be able to tolerate her.

   Ran Siya's clumsy and ridiculous plots were seen through by her when they just emerged.

   No matter how scheming she is, she is just an ordinary person after all, and she has no weight at all for Mu Qingcheng.

   kept her, but because it didn't end there.

   You don't need to kill them all.

   And for Mu Qingcheng, Ran Siya is also a very favorable rocker to conquer the hearts of Mu family.

   She saves her heart and effort, why not do it.

  There are many things in this world that can’t just be seen on the surface.

  Those plans that you have exhausted your brains and tried your best to come up with may be just a joke to others.

   That's all!

  ****

   three days later

   Mu Qingcheng, who had just returned from school, saw Mr. Mu sitting in the living room waiting for her.

   "Grandpa, is something wrong?"

   "Qingcheng, come out with me."

   Mr. Mu seemed very happy and didn't say anything, just took his granddaughter's hand and walked out the door.

   After arriving at the destination, Mu Qingcheng found out that her grandfather took her to a designer's studio.

   At the moment, there are already staff waiting outside with smiles on their faces.

   When the grandparents and grandsons got off the bus, these people came over and warmly welcomed them in.

   You don't have to think about it at the moment to know that Mr. Mu must have custom-made a dress for her.

   This dinner was originally prepared for Mu Qingcheng, and she, the protagonist, naturally couldn't act rashly.

   When Mu Qingcheng followed the staff into the VIP room, a pink dress full of broken diamonds appeared in front of her.

   The shoulders are designed with a word-neck, and a layer of tulle is pinched around the waist to cover the bright pink fabric, spread down, and use the skirt to support a huge and exaggerated circle.

  ‘Did these Mu family have any misunderstanding about pink? ’

   At this moment, she thought of the room that Mu Jingchi designed for her. Mu Qingcheng couldn't help sighing in her heart,

  ‘Sure enough, heredity is really powerful. ’

   Mr. Mu was sitting on the sofa at the back.

   Seeing that Mu Qingcheng has been staring at the dress, he is quite proud and satisfied.

   Come to think of it, that Si Qingchen just made a good relationship.

  Those clothes are good, but they are all ready-made.

   There is nothing comparable to the satisfaction of the dress he personally designed for his granddaughter.

   Mr. Mu coughed lightly and said in a tone of uncontrollable joy,

   "How about Qingcheng, isn't it very beautiful, you really like it."

   "Well, I quite like it."

  Mu Qingcheng turned around and smiled lightly, with a calm and calm expression on his face.

   made the old man even more proud, and slandered in his heart,

  'Well, the children of our Mu family should be so flattered and humiliated. ’

   (end of this chapter)