A degenerate from a noble family
"What? Mu Zichen, you're going too far!" Mo Qianting also couldn't help but burst out. This early in the morning, Young Master Mu was clearly being unreasonable.
A young master from a wealthy family should have excellent moral character. The person in front of me, how can he be so despicable? A degenerate from a noble family.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, enough to kill someone without a sound. Mu Zichen's tone was icy cold, with a rising intonation at the end "Mo Qianjin, you dare to call my name?"
Her identity is unknown, and the silly 'amnesiac girl' was picked up by him to be fed and housed. Without gratitude or respect for him, she should serve him with humility. Does she really think that being a member of the Mu family is so wonderful?
Mo Qian Tang realized his mistake and hastily lowered his head in a humble gesture "Young Master, I was wrong."
One cannot help but lower their head under the eaves of someone else's house. This is Mu Zichen's home, this is Young Master Mu's territory. Even if she had a hundred times more courage, she wouldn't dare go against him. In order to survive, she'd better behave herself as a good and obedient maid.
Seeing her attitude change so quickly, Mu Zichen crossed his arms and said slowly, "Mo Qianshui, if you're not satisfied, you can leave anytime. No one is stopping you."
She left, and he couldn't be happier.
"Master, where am I going?"
Murphy Chen was about to go crazy, he shouldn't have picked up this trouble in the first place. With a long stride, he walked out of the door and said to Mo Qianjin without looking back, "If you don't want to be late, hurry up and come out."
If she can't find the school, it will be troublesome for him in the end. Mu Zichen didn't want to go around in circles.
Mo Qian Tang responded with a sound and took out a piece of butter bread with her hand.
"Master, which school are you attending?" Mo Qian Tang asked unclearly while eating a bun in the passenger seat.
People who drive luxury cars and live in luxurious houses, do they still need to go to school? Even if they want to learn, it's not necessary to go to school. Just hire a private tutor, you can self-study at home. Why bother going to school just to show off their wealth.
Mu Zi Chen glanced at the bread in her hand, his good-looking eyebrows furrowed together. "Didn't I tell you not to eat breakfast?"
He had been hungry all morning and hadn't eaten yet. Mo Qianjin was quite good to himself, knowing how to fill his stomach.
Mo shallow tide swayed bread, innocent blinking "Anyway you don't eat, throw it away what a pity."
She believed that if she didn't take this piece of bread, it would end up in the trash can the next second. The style of the rich, she understood.
"Mozi Chen shook his head and said in a helpless tone, 'You really shouldn't have messed with me, you big trouble.'"
Mo Shallow blocked her mouth with a piece of bread "Young master, what are you talking about?" She thought, it shouldn't be anything good.
Mu Zichen gazed ahead, casually replying "Nothing, you just eat your bread."
After more than ten minutes, the car slowly stopped in front of the school gate. The man in black uniform saw Mu Zichen coming and immediately ran up to open the car door for him respectfully. Mo Qianting was stunned. What kind of school is this, and there are even people dedicated to serving students?
After getting off the car, Mu Zichen threw the car key to the man and strode in quickly.
Mo Qian Tang watched as her young master walked away, opened the car door, and followed closely behind. As she trailed behind Mu Zi Chen's footsteps, she couldn't help but take in the grandeur of this school, which was at least ten times more luxurious than she had imagined.
The school gate was inlaid with four golden characters 'Lí Yuè Academy'. No matter how you looked at it, the four characters seemed to be inlaid with real gold. Without guessing, she knew that this was an absolutely aristocratic school. Those who were qualified to study inside were probably all big tycoons like Mù Zǐ Chén.
