Mu Zi stared blankly at the English letters that the other party was pointing at.
How could it be him ......
She had expected to find out about a certain waiter.
--Qiao Jingjia had paid for a murderer in order to destroy some evidence, or to marry into the Mu family.
Such reasoning made sense.
But why was it him? Mu Rongxuan.
She and Mu Rongxuan had no grudges, why would he want to harm her?
Mu Zi couldn't figure it out.
On the way back, Mu Zi kept thinking about this matter.
Perhaps her face was too ugly, Wang Zhan, who was driving, turned back frequently, "Ms. Mu, do you ...... want it to be okay?"
Mu Zi came back to her senses and barely smiled, "I'm fine, thanks."
She just couldn't figure out what Mu Rongxuan's motive was.
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Mu Zi had never treated Mu Yun Mu Ling as a rival because she didn't care to bully small children. But now it was different. Mu Rongxuan might be her murderer, and she wasn't a saintly mother, it was impossible for her to make peace with the murderer's daughter. Mu Zi decided to do something, not only for self-preservation, but also for striking out. After arriving at the school, she meets Mu Ling again to greet her, and Mu Zi smiles in response. The two seemed to have really put aside their old enmity, going out together to school, going home together after school, going out and coming in together looking like a pair of sisters. Mu Ling see their own show of good effect, secretly pleased, thought: Mu Zi really good coaxing. Mu Ling to his sister to take credit: "She now completely believe me, not at all suspicious, I called her li
Not waiting for Mu Zi to scream in shock, she was already hugged by the man behind her. "Newly issued school uniform?" Murong Cheng asked intimately. "Are you crazy?!" Mu Zi was shocked and turned back violently, "This is a ladies fitting room!" As if Murong Cheng didn't hear, he lowered his head and pinched her skirt with interest to judge, "It's a bit shorter." Mu Zi was almost scared to death by him! "Get out!" She pushed Murong Cheng, but was pressed against the mirror, her warm skin pressed against to the cold hard surface of the mirror, provoking a shudder. Mu Zi did not dare to breathe, lowered her voice and scolded him, "You're killing me! Get out get out, hurry up and get out!" Murong Cheng, however, was in a good mood, with the pleasure of a small farewell in his demeanor. His h
To go to Murong Cheng's lair, Mu Zi was emboldened. The car kept driving into the mountains. The mountains are vast, the trees are lush, in such a wilderness, it is difficult to imagine that there will be people living. Car along the mountain road slowly up, Mu Zi finally saw a villa halfway up the hillside, red roof and white walls, bathed in the brilliant autumn sun, as if shrouded in a layer of golden mist, hazy with a dreamy color. Mu Zi was in a trance for a moment. Once upon a time, she said to Mu Zenin, want to live on the hillside, the house does not have to be too big, but outside the house should have a large ginkgo tree, every late autumn, the golden leaves will be spread all over the ground, like a layer of soft colorful carpet, even if you fall do not feel pain. And the roof. The roof should have a terrace, so that she can stay at home ever
She had just created an illusion. The pair of furnishings in the room made her think that this man wanted to be with her for the rest of her life, and she almost forgot Murong Cheng's frivolous nature. They say that a cunning rabbit has three caves, and for a house like this, I'm only afraid that he has many more elsewhere, even bigger and more luxurious than this villa! So it's not rare at all! In the end, it was because she was too uninformed. Murong Cheng then led Mu Zi to the study, vintage carved bookcases slightly empty, only scattered with a few books, computer stationery and so on is complete. This is where Mu Zi reviews her homework. Mu Zi immediately stated that it was time for her to study and pushed Murong Cheng out - She just didn't want to stay with Murong Cheng. Didn t want to before either, but
"Do you ...... know about the big mix?" After a moment of hesitation, Mu Zi asked him this way. Murong Cheng did not answer, but just gazed at her with a smile in his eyes. --Zi Zi is going to cook rice for him to eat. He only cares about this right now and is in a rather pleasant mood. Mu Zi hardened her heart and went to cook. Although her cooking skills were not good, she felt that even worse, she should be a little better than Murong Cheng, right? Big rice is the only dish she can handle, the practice is simple and brutal, that is, all kinds of vegetables shredded, boiled water, then put into the white rice, plus seasoning soy sauce and Korean chili sauce, after stirring, you can eat. Tasty and filling, just look, may not be so ...... beautiful. Mu Zi mixed the rice and was a little shy to take out her han
Maybe it was because of panic, maybe it was because it was really too hot. Mu Zi forgot to close her teeth tightly and let Murong Cheng get his hands on her ...... Murong Cheng's end was hot and intense. Although Mu Zi is a modern adult woman, in the love affair has an extraordinary cleanliness and conservatism, her understanding of kiss and end, just stay in the lips together, is a gentle light touch of romance, is a shallow taste of the implicit, not Murong Cheng so - Deep into the mouth, moistening entanglement, even the舎 head and teeth also use the force, imposing conquest crusade, both disgusting and perverted, but also with a kind of demolition of bones into the belly of the horror! Murong Cheng released her when satisfied, smiling and asked her, "spicy or not?" Mu Zi Liansha's head was numb, covering her lips with tears in her eyes, she replied,
During the night, she dreamed again. Somehow, she always had dreams when she spent the night outside and couldn't sleep well. But fortunately, this time, the dream was not a gruesome scene before her death, but when she was a child. It seemed to be the same early fall, she and her little friends were playing under the big locust tree, and at the intersection, her grandmother, dressed in an old-fashioned pair of long coats and embroidered cloth shoes, shouted from afar, "ZiZi, come home for dinner--" She ran and jumped home, and in the yard there was a wooden table with two simple dishes, plus a plate of Grandma's pickled crispy cucumbers. While eating, she threw the rice grains that had fallen on her clothes to the ground to feed the ants, and in her ears was her grandmother's fine exhortation, "ZiZi, you have to study hard, study a lot to be smart, and smart people won't go
Mu Zi got up and washed and fed the little crow with water and food. When she opened the door to her room, she unexpectedly heard Murong Cheng talking downstairs, it was vague and not very clear, but it was indeed his voice. Curious, she went downstairs and actually saw Murong Cheng busy in the kitchen again. Unlike yesterday, Murong Cheng had an extra wide LCD screen by his side, and there was a French chef inside, demonstrating in real time. Mu Zi was both shocked and felt very fantastical in her heart. He had actually hired a chef to teach remotely over the internet?! Just ...... for a meal? Murong Cheng used French to communicate with the other party, beautiful pronunciation, fluent speech, slender fingers holding the cookware, simple frying action, was done by him also looks handsome and noble, extremely elegant.