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MTL - After Breaking Up, I Still Dump All Sentient Beings-Chapter 2
Yuncheng
A flash of white light flashed, Lan Muyu's heart resumed beating, and when he opened his eyes again, it was not the chaotic carriage, there was no messy broken glass and Li Ruonan's unstoppable blood, but it was a magnificent hall.
Lan Muyu's gaze was dazed for several seconds, a teardrop still hung in the corner of her eye, and the shrill voice in her ear made her a little headache.
Isn't she dead?
The hair around the ears was scattered to the cheeks due to the previous push, slightly covering the pair of eye-catching peach blossom eyes, but not covering the little red mole at the end of the eyes, and the mess was even more beautiful. The shoulder was pushed again.
"Ah, I'm so sorry, big star, you just forgot to look at the road, don't you blame me?"
A pretentious female voice sounded, Lan Muyu raised her head, this person she knew was Fu Yao's cousin Fu Yitong. The old lady of the Fu family has two sons. The big house has a son and a daughter, Fu Yiming and Fu Yitong, while the second house has only one daughter, Fu Yao.
The Fu family's wealth was accumulated by Fu Yao's father, but they lived together because of the old lady. In her previous life, Fu Yitong looked down on Lan Muyu, preferring Jiang Qianrou, who came from a famous family and could bring her benefits. Therefore, in the past life, Fu Yitong secretly attacked Lan Muyu a lot, and it is common for people to trip over with their feet like today.
In her previous life, Lan Muyu could endure anything for love, so naturally she wouldn't care about it. But in a new life, after experiencing Li Ruonan's death, her love was buried long ago when Fu Yao cheated, and she grew up as a proud daughter of heaven and was pampered, how could she tolerate the bullying of such a person?
But before Lan Muyu could react, another young woman said in surprise: "Ah, why are you crying? It all means that Xing can act, so you can really cry at any time?"
This sentence directly charged her with fake crying. Lan Muyu rubbed her ankle wearing high heels, and felt a real tingling sensation.
Hiss, why didn't she respawn a few seconds earlier?
An older woman came over and frowned at Lan Muyu who was lying on the ground, "Why can't you even walk so carelessly? When others see it, they think we are bullying you, no wonder it's a small child. Those who come out of a small family can't get on the stage."
Fu Yitong smiled and said, "Isn't it aunt, you can see that she is so nervous that she can't get up from the ground."
The person covered in jewels is Fu Yao's mother. Xu Shi once lived a hard life. After Fu Yao's father made a fortune, every time he appeared on stage, he wished to tell everyone that she was rich.
Lan Muyu looked around the people in the room, and finally figured out her current situation. Fu Yao is not that popular actress all over China at the moment. The Fu family made a fortune in coal mines by virtue of national policies in the early years. Now coal mining is restricted, and the Tianhao Entertainment Company, which the Fu family uses for transformation, has just started.
Just won the Best Newcomer Award a few days ago, and Fu Yao wanted to sign her into his brokerage company. And the conditions put forward by the love brain of Lan Muyu in the previous life were naturally unusual, so Fu Yao brought her to meet her parents when her grandmother passed her birthday.
The reason why Lan Muyu can remember today so clearly is not that the Fu family's face is too disgusting, after all, she has long been numb, but Fu Yao's white moonlight Jiang Qianrou, who returned to the country today. Back then, she followed Fu Yao to entertain the returnee female screenwriter, but she didn't know that Jiang Qianrou was far more familiar with the Fu family than she was.
Once you figure out the situation, the next step will be much easier.
Lan Muyu slowly stood up against the wall, her ankle slashed by the high heels was still a little numb, and she straightened her clothes. She glanced at Fu Yitong and walked straight towards the old man sitting on the main seat.
The crisp high-heeled shoes sounded, revealing her delicate facial features, and the big soft waves were scattered behind her. Lan Muyu, who grew up like a star holding the moon since she was a child, didn't need to pretend to be brave, she easily attracted everyone's attention, even that one. The opulent decoration has lost its color.
As if she didn't come to the birthday party, but came prepared - to smash the place.
However, isn't she just here to smash the scene?
But violence doesn't have to be used to smash the scene. How could she, a lonely girl, fight with a room full of people?
Lan Muyu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at the way she walked with the wind just now. Is it too late for her to go back and walk again?
But there is still room for salvation.
After all - some people are addicted to drama, and they can't stop it.
Lan Muyu stopped one meter in front of Mrs. Fu's seat, and Fu Yitong, who was behind her, was jealous of Lan Muyu's beauty. She rubbed her eyes while looking at the person walking away in front of her, but she felt that it was her dazzling eyes. In order to please the Fu family, Mu Yu has always kept a low profile, so how could he do such an ignorant act?
She shouted loudly, "Lan Muyu, what are you running for?"
Sure enough, in the next second, Lan Muyu trembled and nodded to Mrs. Fu, the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes made her even more pitiful: "I, it's my fault to block my sister's way, I'm sorry for disturbing your interest, I I won't cause you any trouble and go."
Look, they were scared to leave early, no wonder they just walked so fast. Fu Yitong naturally won't let people leave the venue so soon. She hasn't signed a contract yet. If Fu Yao blames her, she won't be able to explain, "Grandma's birthday today, is it appropriate for you?"
As if receiving a reminder from Fu Yitong, Lan Muyu opened her small bag, held the small gift box inside, and stopped after thinking for a few seconds. This is the jade bracelet she obtained after many months with a special jeweler. It has a price and no market, but in the past life, it was clearly seen because there was no label.
The value of Keyu has never been reflected by a label or design.
Although she is not short of money, not everyone deserves her gifts. At least if she goes to feed the stray dog, the dog can wag her tail to thank her.
She left the box she had just touched without a trace, took out her hand from the bag in the eyes of Mrs. Fu, brushed the hair around her ear, and said obediently, "Happy birthday to Grandma Fu, good health and long life. "
A 'Character' word, a good distance. Madam Fu frowned at the empty-handed Lan Muyu, her eyes that had been blocked by reading glasses narrowed into a slit, showing her dissatisfaction.
A young man next to him said, "You are the Lan Muyu that Yaoyao mentioned. Don't you need to prepare a gift for grandma when you come to the door for the first time? Haven't your parents taught you? It's really unruly."
That was Fu Yiming, Fu Yao's cousin.
parents? Lan Muyu tightened her hand holding Xiaobao, her parents who seemed to have aged overnight in front of her tomb flashed in front of her eyes, and she was lost for a moment.
This moment of distraction gave the Fu family a chance to make up their minds, and Fu Yiming, who thought he had restrained Lan Muyu, said, "It looks like you forgot to bring it, grandma, I don't think such a person is worthy of our Yao. Yao."
The old man sitting on the main seat looked at Lan Muyu with increasingly dissatisfied eyes, and she winked at the grandson who had just spoken.
Seeing this, Lan Muyu was overjoyed: Are you going to chase people away? Are you finally free?
I saw Fu Yiming, who was slightly bald at an early age, stretched out a fat hand to pick and choose in the briefcase, took out a contract, and attached a bank card, and fell on the table in front of Lan Muyu. , making a "pop" sound.
With a proud look on his face, he said: "There is one million in it. After signing the contract and entering Tianhao, we will become a family in the future."
Fu Yu, who was not far away, also came up, picked up the card, shook it in front of Lan Muyu, and then threw it on the table, "Isn't it stupid to see so much money, why don't you take it quickly? If it weren't for you and Sister Yao relationship, how can there be so much money to take, you can be content."
She had signed this contract in her previous life, and in it, she would get 10% of the profit, and she had to cooperate with Tianhao Entertainment to bring all kinds of newcomers, which was equivalent to a bottomless self-dealing contract.
Just this million?
If it wasn't for the expression management of actors, which was a compulsory course, Lan Muyu would have laughed out loud. What kind of love filter did Fu Yao give her in her last life, so that she didn't think the money was unreasonable?
One million, not to mention the pocket money her parents gave at the beginning, her salary for one movie alone is far more than that. Who gave the Fu family the courage to dump this card?
Lan Muyu glanced around lazily, her slender fingertips picked up the bank card unhurriedly, and she lowered her eyes and rubbed the face of the card.
Seeing this, the Fu family couldn't help but sneered a few more words: "Look, people born in small families can't look away when they see money."
"I don't know where Yaoyao sees her, how can there be Jiang..." The man was bumped by someone next to him, and he closed his mouth abruptly and looked at Lan Muyu, and he was relieved to see that she was still like just now.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lan Muyu held the bank card in both hands and asked, "So... this is extra compensation for me?"
"good."
"So much money?" Lan Muyu nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in the disdainful eyes of Fu's family, he broke the bank card with a "click", and threw it into Fu Yiming's chest, and dropped it again. fell to the ground.
He stomped his foot again in disgust.
In the banquet hall, needles could be heard instantly.
Before Fu Yitong was about to start, Lan Muyu stepped forward to Mrs. Fu, bit her lower lip, and whispered, "I, I am sincere to Yaoyao, I, I don't want money."
After hearing this, Mrs. Fu's sullen face slightly improved, and she raised her chin, "Our Fu family doesn't bully people, you can take what we give you."
A bank card was sent into Lan Muyu's hands again.
Lan Muyu waved her hands tremblingly, her whole body shrank, as if the bank card would eat people, she backed away in panic: "Yes, but I really like Yaoyao, what about her, her people? Does she think I am Will you ignore me if you take the money?"
Fu Yiming, who received Mrs. Fu's signal, reached out and blocked Lan Muyu's way, "Don't worry, Yaoyao just blocked traffic on the road."
Lan Muyu looked at Fu Yiming blankly: "Really?"
"Really." Fu Yiming looked greedily at Lan Muyu from a close distance, swallowed his saliva, took the white wine on the side, filled the red wine glass and handed it over, "My sister is new here, I have a glass of wine to apologize, just now Little episode, don't make grandma angry, you don't want Yaoyao to be blamed because of you, right?"
Lan Muyu looked at Fu Yiming puzzled, and only understood when his eyes lingered on his chest, suppressing the unhappiness in his heart. She blinked her eyes and showed a little smile, as if she really regarded Fu Yiming as the savior of the world, and Lan Muyu, who had been dressed up for the birthday banquet, looked even better now.
She confirmed in a soft voice, "As long as I drink it, won't you blame Yaoyao?"
Fu Yiming has been indulging in sensual places all day. Seeing Lan Muyu's cooperation so well-behaved, how can he still remember what he is doing now? He nodded again and again, "Of course, grandma spoils me the most, of course I can call the shots."
Fu Yitong immediately persuaded him: "Brother, what are you talking about, why don't you let her go?"
"It's all a family, Xiaoyu, don't make trouble." Fu Yiming clearly understood the value of Lan Muyu better than Fu Yitong. He handed the wine glass forward again and gestured to Lan Muyu, but his eyes became more and more greedy, as if he had already You can see the posture of a drunken beauty in a while.
The wine used for apology is so full, Lan Muyu has seen it for the first time in her two lifetimes, shouldn't she say that the Fu family is really generous and rich?
Lan Muyu took the wine glass and shook it gently, the sweet smile on his face became even more intense, "But..."
"But what..." Before Fu Yiming could finish his words, Lan Muyu stumbled, as if he was tripped by Fu Yiyao behind him again.
At the same time, the wine glass in Lan Muyu's hand also poured forward, and drenched it down on Fu Yiming's face, so embarrassed.
Lan Muyu hurriedly covered her skirt. Even though only a few drops of wine were splashed, it seemed that the entire skirt was wet, "I, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it."
Mrs. Fu had invited some other people to celebrate her birthday. When a woman's skirt got wet, she frowned, "Why don't you hurry up and deal with it?"
Lan Muyu responded and ran out.
This change happened so quickly that Lan Muyu ran out of the banquet hall before the guests could realize what happened.
Lan Muyu, who finally left the banquet hall, ran to the corner, the timid expression on her face dissipated, thinking of the scene where Fu Yiming, covered in liquor, grabbed Fu Yitong just before she left, clutching her stomach and laughing wantonly.
She exhaled heavily, the feeling of rebirth was not bad.
In her last life, this group of people blocked her footsteps. If she remembered correctly, her fiancee, Fu Yao, is now in her arms.
The corners of Lan Muyu's raised lips were somewhat mocking, how did she get to such a level?
However, Lan Muyu, who was about to leave, stopped, and out of the corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of two familiar figures—Fu Yao and Jiang Qianrou, who were pulling and pulling, like a picture of her escaping from her pursuit, and they were about to kiss each other.
Since they are all delivered to the door, why should I give Fu Yao a big gift before leaving?