Fortunate to be cared for in this life

Chapter 130 You Are the Ghost

Murong Cheng helped Bai Wei hang up the photo.

When Bai Wei wasn't paying attention, he leaned close to Mu Zi and whispered, "Next time I'll take you home to take pictures."

Mu Zi's face changed slightly.

He was still thinking about abducting her home!

Mu Zi didn't know where Murong Cheng's lair was, and he wasn't interested, but when he mentioned it several times, Mu Zi always had a very bad premonition.

It seems that once you go to that place, you will never come back.

Murong Cheng's tone was considered: "Wait a few more days, I will take you to the company tomorrow to get acquainted."

Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better to go to the company and go to Murong Cheng's lair.

After Murong Cheng hung up those photos, he was rushed away by a phone call.When I was a prodigal, I used to say that I went to gamble and drink every time I went out, but now it is convenient, and I always say that the company has something to do when I go out.

One sentence that the company has something to do, blocked all Bai Wei's nagging.

Mu Zi remembered that when he called today, there was a lot of noise on his side, and he vaguely heard a few words, such as "Parrot Bay" and "how many points of profit", but he didn't understand.

But he was able to come back in time, Mu Zi was still grateful.

only……

It's just that this little gratitude made her feel uncomfortable and awkward...

As if... I was brainwashed by evil forces?No, no, no, she is a good young man with three views and integrity, how can she abandon the light and turn to the dark!

Mu Zi told herself secretly in her heart: Take care of your heart, don't be fooled by him, that pervert is just playing with you!

……

At night, no one disturbed her, and Mu Zi had a good night's sleep.

When she woke up in the morning, she fed the bird as usual, put the bird in her messenger bag, and went downstairs to have breakfast refreshed.

Bai Wei said: "I see that you bought a bird stand made of sycamore branches. The sycamore tree is good. In ancient times, the phoenix tree was not the only place where the sycamore tree lived."

Mu Zi couldn't help laughing, anyway, no matter what kind of bird stand she bought, Bai Wei would praise her.

Bai Wei asked again: "Have you given the little bird a name? How about calling it Little Phoenix?"

Little Phoenix? ...a crow named Phoenix?

Mu Zi felt that she couldn't yell out, "No, I'll only raise it for a month, and let it go when it can fly. There's no need to name it specially."

Bai Wei showed a regretful expression on her face, thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Well, you are right, it is better to let wild birds like this fly."

There is nothing better than freedom.

After breakfast, Murong Cheng called and said he was waiting for her outside.

Mu Zi asked Bai Wei if she wanted to go.

Unfortunately, because the Mu family is about to hold a banquet, Aunt Li from the big kitchen asked Bai Wei how to cook a few dishes, and Bai Wei agreed to teach Aunt Li how to cook today.

So Mu Zi went alone, with the little crow in his bag.

She was very happy to be able to own her own company, but when she got into Murong Cheng's car, some bad memories flooded up involuntarily.

"Is it safe?" Mu Zi touched the car window subconsciously.

Will there be another assassination?

"How about...you tell me the address, and I'll take a taxi." Mu Zi tentatively said.

Murong Cheng laughed.

Mu Zi tilted his head and asked him again: "Someone always wants your life, aren't you afraid?"

"Zizi, no one can kill me." Murong Cheng was very arrogant.

Mu Zi pouted, "Why can't I kill you? You're not a ghost."

Murong Cheng couldn't help laughing loudly, "I'm sure I'm not a ghost, but my Zizi is a real and stunning female ghost, otherwise how could I be so fascinated!"

Mu Zi felt guilty and embarrassed, her cheeks were flushed, and she said angrily: "You are a ghost! You are a pervert!"

Murong Cheng didn't answer, he couldn't stop laughing while hugging her.

Mu Zi became more and more embarrassed.

Wang Zhan at the front turned his face, and said courteously: "Miss Mu, there is something called luck, our master's luck is beyond ordinary people's comparison, the eminent monk has approved his life, the honor of a prince, the ability of a hero, think If you want to hurt our master, you have to kill yourself."

Murong Cheng kicked the back of his seat, Wang Zhan quickly retracted his head, not daring to disturb him any more.

Mu Zi was speechless, did Murong Cheng still believe this?

(End of this chapter)