C22 She Is Going to be Rich?

She's going to be rich?

Until today, Mu Chiyao had taken over the Mu's Group, and Mu Tianye was also working in the Mu's Group. However, because of his background, he was always suppressed by Mu Chiyao.

Their conflict was getting deeper and deeper day by day, and their grudges were getting heavier and heavier day by day.

Mu Chiyao's lips curved up. "Life is too boring. It's good to have more fun. "

If Yan Anxi was Mu Tianye's chess piece, Mu Chiyao would also dare to place this chess piece beside his pillow.

If Yan Anxi was not, then why did Mu Tianye give her to him?

In short, there would always be an end to the matter between him and Mu Tianye.

Lih Yanjin said faintly from the side, "Mu Chiyao, you still need to be careful. Only by being careful can you walk far. "

Shen Beicheng also nodded.

Mu Chiyao only smiled.

It was just Yan Anxi. Did Mu Tianye really plan to use her to gain his trust?

How was that possible?

The night passed very quickly. It was another new day.

After Yan Anxi woke up, she looked at the gorgeous and exquisite room and was at a loss for a moment. Only then did she realize that she was currently in Years Villa.

Ever since she and Mu Chiyao got the marriage certificate yesterday, she was no longer Yan Anxi. She was Mrs Mu, Mu Chiyao's appendage.

She looked at the time. It was eight o'clock in the morning. She had already made an appointment with Xia Chuchu. She was going to find a job today.

After she graduated, she could not always rely on part-time work to earn money. The most important thing was to find a proper job.

With Mu Chiyao's unfathomable and strange temperament, her brother's medical expenses might often not be paid. She would have to rely on herself.

Yan Anxi rubbed her hair and muttered softly, "Men, as expected, they are unreliable. "

As she spoke, she walked towards the closet. She was about to change her clothes, but when she pushed open the closet, Yan Anxi was at a loss once again.

These rows of clothes and dresses that were neatly hung and ironed without a trace of creases, were all hers?

Yan Anxi trembled as she reached out her hand. She casually flipped open the plaque of a dress and the logo on it caused her eyes to blur.

According to the market price, this dress could be equal to her brother's medical expenses for two months.

Mu Chiyao was too extravagant!

He was willing to buy her such expensive clothes, why was he not willing to pay her brother's medical expenses readily?

Yan Anxi took off the skirt and her eyes lit up. Suddenly, she had an idea in her heart.

If she sold these clothes, shoes, bags and the like. . . Would she be rich?

With the motivation of money, Yan Anxi immediately became energetic. She hurriedly washed up and changed her clothes. She randomly chose a pair of comfortable high heels on the shoe cabinet. Finally, she picked up her bag and went downstairs.

The servants were waiting at the staircase. When they saw her coming down, they respectfully said, "Madam, breakfast is ready. Please follow me. "

This Years Villa was really huge. Yan Anxi took about five minutes to walk from the staircase to the dining hall.

She deeply felt that if no one led the way for her, she would get lost.

The butler was instructing the servants to prepare breakfast. When he saw her coming, he quickly moved aside. "Madam, good morning. "

"Good morning. " She looked at the rich breakfast on the table and asked, "Do I eat these alone? Where's Mu Chiyao?"

"Mr. Mu has gone out. "