Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 149 What did you do to me

Prior to this, my mother had committed some suicides when she was sober occasionally.

It's just that even if he was rescued by someone, he continued to be in a dazed and foolish state.

Therefore, no one doubted.

"How did my mother die?"

Mu Zhanchen's palms clasped on the armrest suddenly tightened, his body leaned forward, and his eyes firmly locked on the straight-eyed Mr. He on the ground.

"It's Xide. He wants to get your mother. But your mother is not willing to cooperate even if she is stupid. She escaped from the room while he was not paying attention. Xide chased him out, and your mother went up the safety stairs." Run. At the top of the building, she somehow regained consciousness, said something cursing Sid, and jumped down by herself."

"How do you know this?"

Concern has long been known from Jiang Jinchuan.

He Xide kidnapped Mu Zhanchen and his son just to covet Mu Zhanchen's mother's beauty.

It's no surprise to hear this at this point.

It's just that after He Xide killed Mu Mingsheng, he actually killed Mu Zhanchen's mother.

For such a person, it is really cheap for him to die like this.

"Xide saw Mrs. Mu's horrific death, and remembered what she said before she died. She was scared and came back to me for help. I thought it was just for him to calm down, so I went to the hotel to delete his room opening record. And video footage of him entering and exiting the hotel.

It just so happened that Mu Zhanchen's mother had never had contact with Xide outside, so no one suspected it. "

"How dare He Xide? Who are the people he hired?"

Mu Zhanchen had already stabilized his mood, and his voice hit Mr. He like an ice skate.

Those kidnappers' methods were cruel and skillful, and it was not like the first time they had done such a thing.

If they hadn't met Caring with special abilities, they would most likely have committed the crime and left calmly.

And caring about a five-year-old girl,
Mr. He looked confused and struggled a bit.

Seeing this, Caring narrowed his clear eyes slightly, increasing his control.

How can I make him sober now?

Mr. He was in a daze for a moment, and continued to explain,

"Those people were given by the Bai family in the imperial capital, and Xide also gave me a recording. It was after he met those people, he left a bug under the table to eavesdrop. There is a technical problem, and I want the core robot of the Mu family to go back and study it. And Mu Mingsheng's ability makes them afraid..."

Mr. He was forced to confess a lot, including that He Zhimei knew from the very beginning that the person who killed his elder brother was his own brother.

At first, he probably felt guilty towards Mu Zhanchen.

It was only later that he began to worry about Mu Zhanchen's revenge after he knew everything.

She contacted the Bai family in private, but she couldn't get in touch with the company's robot chip, which prevented the Bai family from succeeding.

Wen Pinghui knew this, and it was also when he went to the old man of the Mu family for help under the pretense that his beloved wife died to save Mu Ziyang,
He overheard what Old Master He and He Zhimei said.

After that, he didn't bother Mr. Mu anymore.

Whenever there was anything, he would go to He Zhimei directly.

Mr. He explained a lot, and there was a storm in Mu Zhanchen's eyes, layer by layer.

Suppressed, sweeping, waiting for the opportunity to erupt.

until……

He turned his head to see Caring's pale face and fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

The hatred surging in my heart subsided like this.

"enough."

The deep voice is a little hoarse, which is the result of extreme restraint.

Caring turned her head, her black and white eyes blinked lightly, and a faint watery light glistened.

"Enough, that's all."

Mu Zhanchen repeated it again, and raised his hand to care about Guangjie's forehead.

The rough palms gently wiped the sweat from Caring's forehead, as if picking up the most precious jewels.

He already knows what he needs to know.

How could he tire his little girl for such a dirty thing?
He looked at his own figure reflected in his deep eyes.

Caring only felt her heart beating suddenly, a little out of control.

"Ah."

Caring downcast, avoiding his sight.

His breathing slowly slowed down, trying to calm down his uncontrollable heartbeat.

The roots of the ears were quietly dyed a touch of red.

Losing the control of caring, Mr. He regained his sanity.

Realizing what he just said, his expression changed drastically.

Looking at Caring and Mu Zhanchen in front of him in horror, his tightly bound body wriggled with difficulty, his face pale.

"What did you do to me?"

He couldn't move his hands and feet, and wriggling would only make him look more ridiculous.

But Mr. He couldn't care less.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

He remembered the last time at the banquet of Shi's family, Shi Yan suddenly said those words.

As a result, she almost couldn't get along in the expensive circle of Nancheng.

Even if he felt extremely uncomfortable, it was impossible for Shi Yan to say such a thing.

Unless...she was controlled.

Also, the birthday party of Wen Pinghui's wife, Wang Qingmei.

He didn't go that time, but I heard that Wang Qingmei was still denying her vital concern.

In the next second, he frantically exposed his crimes and vicious thoughts.

Offended the Mu family thoroughly.

When he heard it at the time, he only thought it was too mysterious and didn't think too much about it.

until,

This kind of thing happened to him!

"Mr. He, you have worked hard for most of your life, and it's time to rest."

A loose arc appeared on Mu Zhanchen's lips, his fingers moved away from Caring's forehead, and he took her hand and clasped it firmly.

It seemed that it was the temperature that warmed his withered life.

It was the driftwood that he held firmly in his hand when he was wandering and helpless.

His eyes fell on Mr. He, without the slightest warmth.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you?"

Mr. He looked at Caring, trying to negotiate terms with Mu Zhanchen.

"You have no chance."

The corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and Mu Zhanchen's eyes became more serious.

Mr. He had a bad feeling.

At this moment, Mu Zhanchen's phone rang.

Then, it was Zuo Zhi who called, saying that Director Jiang had arrived.

"You should feel honored that Chief Jiang came to pick you up in person."

Standing up from the sofa, Mu Zhanchen stopped looking at Mr. He.

He still didn't intend to let go of his caring little hands.

Caring was forced to stand up with him, with a little displeasure on her face.

Thinking of Mu Zhanchen's previous expression, he silently followed his footsteps and went to the door to meet people.

Jiang Jinchuan was supposed to come.

But he is on a business trip in the imperial capital.

It is inconvenient to disclose the matter of caring about special abilities, so Mu Zhanchen made a special call to Director Jiang before.

After Director Jiang came in, he exchanged a few words of greeting, and looked at the hands of the two clasped together before moving away.

It seems that his son really has no chance.

Obtained some criminal evidence from Mr. He over the years from Mu Zhanchen, and took him away directly.

"Are you hungry, brother will cook for you."

Seeing the police car driven by Chief Jiang go away quietly, Mu Zhanchen looked away calmly.

It seemed that what Mr. He said before had no effect on him.

"hungry."

Nodding with concern, he answered lightly.

Mu Zhanchen chuckled lightly, and walked in front unhurriedly.

Caring followed slowly, and neither of them spoke again.

Mu Zhanchen's cooking speed was obviously slower this time.

Caring leaned on the glazed platform to admire his heroic posture while cooking, and it was not boring.

After eating, Mu Zhanchen looked at the schoolbag that Caring hung up, and asked, "Did you finish your homework?"

"No."

Concerned about the answer confidently, without guilt.

Looking at Mu Zhanchen's narrowed eyes, he added lightly, "I haven't written any recent ones."

(End of this chapter)