Chapter 213: Jealousy makes people ugly

Style: Fantasy Author: Yue SiyueWords: 2637Update Time: 24/01/18 18:34:27
Qin Muhan heard Mo Wushuang proudly admit his identity to Gu Yuanhang, and the air-conditioning around him instantly became warm.

He tidied his jeweled cuffs and glanced at Gu Yuanhang faintly.

It was just a light glance, but Gu Yuanhang felt the pressure of the superior.

He felt a shiver in his heart and nodded quickly in agreement:

"that's true!"

"With Master Qin here, if you want any stars in the sky, Master Qin will pick them off and give them to you, not to mention it's just a little bit of news!"

Before he came back from abroad, he had made a video call about Qin Muhan and Mo Wushuang's engagement.

When he was shocked that Qin Muhan, who had been called ugly for more than 20 years, turned out to be a handsome man with unrivaled beauty, he was so envious and jealous that he couldn't help but show off his recent progress and achievements in business.

After all, he always felt that although he was not as capable as Qin Muhan, he was at least better than Qin Muhan in appearance.

Now, Qin Muhan is not only powerful, but even his appearance is countless times better than his. Can he hold back this sour mood?

Gu Yuanhang thought of this and stared at Qin Muhan's unparalleledly handsome face with great depression, and then looked at Mo Wushuang's beautiful and fragrant face.

God has gone too far. He has already given Qin Muhan a genius-like mind and a model-like figure. Why should he also give him a stunning face that is unparalleled in the world?

Not only that, Qin Muhan is also the heir to the first family in the empire.

His fiancée is also as beautiful as a fairy!

God's heart is too biased, and it is all focused on Qin Muhan.

How can ordinary people live like this?

Especially friends like him who grew up with Qin Muhan and thought that they had their own strengths and were generally similar...

Comparing myself with Qin Muhan, my mentality is really going to collapse!

Mo Wushuang looked at Gu Yuanhang's handsome face that was full of resentment and had a hint of romance, and immediately understood that Gu Yuanhang was resentful of Qin Muhan.

She smiled and said:

"I will give you a gift in two days. I would like to ask you to help me give it to Teacher Zhao Zhao Minghui of Qingyun Noble Academy. Remember to give it in your name and don't mention my name."

"This is a small favor for me, I promise to handle it for you." Gu Yuanhang promised, patting his chest.

Mo Wushuang: "Listen to me, this matter is not as simple as you think."

Gu Yuanhang was confused: "Then tell me."

Mo Wushuang: "The gift I asked you to give to Zhao Minghui on my behalf is a piece of jewelry. Remember, you must find a way for Zhao Minghui to carry it with her every day."

“And on the day you invite investors to dinner, remember to tell them the time and place.”

Gu Yuanhang pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "Although it is a bit difficult, I will find a way to meet your requirements."

"Then it's settled." Mo Wushuang showed a happy smile.

The jewelry given to Zhao Minghui has another story. As long as Zhao Minghui carries it with her, she will definitely get unexpected surprises.

Gu Yuanhang suddenly grabbed Mo Wushuang's arm:

"Can you tell me your secret recipe for removing tattoos and freckles now?"

Qin Muhan looked at Gu Yuanhang's hand with his eyes as cold as a blade.

Gu Yuanhang instantly felt the murderous gaze, as if he had encountered a hot potato, and quickly let go of Mo Wushuang's arm.

Mo Wushuang didn't notice the expressions of the two people and said to Gu Yuanhang:

"I'm going back to prepare the medicine. I'll send the medicine and the gift to you in two days."

"Okay!" Gu Yuanhang nodded first. Then he recalled Mo Wushuang's words and asked in surprise: "Did you prepare the medicine yourself?"

"Yes!" Mo Wushuang replied casually, then took Qin Muhan's hand and said softly to Qin Muhan with a bright smile:

"Brother Han, let's go home!"

"Okay." Qin Muhan held Mo Wushuang's small hand as smooth as tofu, and looked down at Mo Wushuang, with doting and indescribable tenderness between his brows and eyes.

Mo Wushuang turned his head and looked at Qin Muhan. When he saw Qin Muhan holding pink roses with his eyes as gentle as the spring breeze, he couldn't help but tremble.

Qin Muhan, who was wearing a tailored suit at the moment, with an unparalleled handsome appearance and a dignified and elegant temperament, was as charming as the spring scenery in March on earth.

Gu Yuanhang looked hesitantly at Mo Wushuang who didn't want to pay attention to him:

"Are you sure you can get the medicine?"

As far as he knew, Mo Wushuang seemed to be a scumbag, repeating his senior year of high school!

Can such a idiot really prepare medicine to remove tattoos and freckles?

He didn't wait for Mo Wushuang to answer, then followed with distrust:

"If it's unreliable, wouldn't my work be in vain?"

Mo Wushuang frowned when she heard this, but before she could speak, she heard Qin Mu's cold voice, saying to Gu Yuanhang:

"Questioning my wife?"

Hearing this, Gu Yuanhang's lips twitched: "Uh... you're not married yet, so you're protecting me now?"

"Speaking of which, I'm not questioning your wife, right?"

"Moreover, Mo Wushuang's reputation as a scumbag has long spread throughout the capital. I suspect that Mo Wushuang's behavior is reasonable!"

He said timidly:

"Master Qin, can you stop looking at me with such murderous eyes?"

"My wife is willing to let you help, you should feel honored." Qin Mu coldly dropped these words, took Mo Wushuang's hand, and turned to leave.

Gu Yuanhang: "..."

All right! Mr. Qin is the recognized boss among their brothers.

Helping his future sister-in-law with errands, even if her medicine doesn't work, he still has to help.

only……

Why! Just don’t say it!



Qin Muhan left behind a lot of official matters, and like a young man who had just begun to have a love affair, he held Mo Wushuang's hand and returned to the picturesque villa together with excitement and excitement.

As soon as you enter the villa door.

Qin Muhan couldn't wait to press Mo Wushuang on the sofa and kiss him.

Mo Wushuang looked at the pink rose held in Qin Muhan's hand and slapped it on the side of his face, and turned his head away in confusion:

"Brother Han, why don't you first find a bottle to grow the roses?"

This guy was really reluctant to put down the rose when he kissed her, and he wasn't afraid of hurting her or himself.

However, looking at Qin Muhan holding roses, she had a deep understanding of what it means to be more beautiful than a flower.

Qin Muhan’s wife is so beautiful!

It’s so beautiful that words can’t describe it!

She finally found a treasure!

Upon hearing this, Qin Muhan lowered his narrow phoenix eyes to look at the delicate, pink roses in his arms:

"I don't want to let go."

This bouquet of flowers is very meaningful to him.

It represented Mo Wushuang's feelings for him, and he wanted to hold it in his hands forever.

"It will wither if you don't keep it in a vase." Mo Wushuang reminded with a smile.

Qin Muhan thought for a moment, then let go of Mo Wushuang and stood up:

"I made it into a dried flower so it wouldn't wilt."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to turn around and leave holding the pink roses in his hands.

When leaving, he forgot to say hello to Mo Wushuang.

Mo Wushuang: "..."

She herself was not as important as a bouquet of roses in Qin Muhan's eyes.

Really...

She sighed quietly, thinking of what she had promised Qin Muhan, she stood up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw the chef in charge of cooking and a young and beautiful maid she had never seen before, who had already begun to prepare ingredients.

She smiled and said to the cook and the maid who turned her side to her:

"You all go back and rest, leave this place to me."

A sinister look suddenly flashed across the delicately made-up face of the young and beautiful maid. She immediately turned around and looked at Mo Wushuang, and said in a sinister tone:

"Miss Mo, let's not talk about whether your cooking skills can be put on the table. As far as your status is concerned, you are a guest. How can you let guests work? Go to the living room and wait for dinner!"

When Mo Wushuang heard this, he looked at the young and beautiful maid in front of him in surprise.

The moment she saw the maid's face clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank.

This maid turned out to be...