Qin Mu returned to the Qin family at around 3 a.m., and it was pitch black.
While no one noticed it, he touched the darkness and entered his room.
Before going to bed, I greeted Yan Lishu’s ancestors for the eighteen generations.
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The next morning, I was woken up by an alarm clock.
Qin Mu rubbed his eyes, and the sound of the alarm clock made her annoyed, so she simply sat up with a rub.
Close your eyes and go to the bathroom to wash, put on makeup, and change clothes.
When going downstairs, Qin Zezhang, Chu Jingyun and their illegitimate daughter Qin Sichu, the family of three were having breakfast happily.
If she had never appeared, this family should be happy.
Qin Mu sneered, walked over, hooked his feet over the chair legs, and sat down with his butt.
The housekeeper immediately served her breakfast, “Miss Second, please have a meal!”
I was just drinking and smoking last night, but I didn’t even take a bite of it, so I was so hungry.
After taking a bite of bread, Qin Zezhang at the chief spoke, “Who taught you how politeness? When you see your elders, you don’t even scream?”
Qin Mu didn’t know how many times he heard such a lecture.
Rolling his eyes speechlessly, “Sorry, my mother has died long ago, no one taught me politeness!”
After the words came, Qin Zezhang’s forehead twitched violently, and he put down the chopsticks in his hand, “Qin Mu, are you itchy again!”
“Yes, why do you want to beat me again, Mr. Qin?” Qin Mu retorted unwillingly.
“You!” Qin Zezhang was so angry that she couldn’t speak.
The father and daughter stared at each other, and a student was wearing heavy makeup, and his hands were shaking in anger, “Look at yourself, how old you are, just put on heavy makeup. You can’t study like Sichu!”
wtf? Learn from Qin Sichu?
Qin Mu smiled, “Mr. Qin, are you telling a joke? How can I compare to your precious daughter? If I let me learn from her, you might as well let me jump off the building!”