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

Chapter 182 Do You Trust Me?

"Dad, why are you here?"

Seeing Mu Mingyuan, Mu Ziyang was startled, a little strange.

Although he retired from the position of chairman, he still has a lot of work to do.

Even if today is Saturday, he should be in the company, not here.

"What are you doing here?"

Mu Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he had basically guessed what that person was thinking.

Regardless of whether He Zhimei is having an affair with someone else, she is definitely in this hotel right now.

At this time, he couldn't let Mu Ziyang stay here.

whatever the case may be.

If what the other party said was true, how cruel would it be for the son to see his mother's ugly face?

If it was framed, he was even more unwilling to destroy his wife's image in his son's mind.

In his heart, he still prefers to trust his wife.

Although He Zhimei has some bad problems, for example, she is extremely biased towards sects.

For example, there is always some inexplicable sense of superiority in the body.

But he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Considering He Zhimei's background and status, such a sense of superiority is not surprising.

Compared with some noble ladies, at least on the surface, she has always been very thoughtful.

"My mom texted me to come over here and get her something."

Mu Ziyang raised his arm, and Mu Mingyuan noticed that he was carrying a women's handbag in his hand.

"You still have a simultaneous interpreting session next week, so go back and review your homework. I happen to have something to ask your mother, so give me the things, and I'll bring them to her."

Mu Mingyuan reached out to pick up the bag in Mu Ziyang's hand.

"No, my mother asked me to deliver it to her personally."

Mu Ziyang hesitated, but still didn't hand it over.

Mu Mingyuan frowned, "What secret does your mother have? Leave it to me, I promise not to look through her bag."

"Why don't you let me go up? What is my mother doing here?"

Mu Mingyuan's repeated insistence made Mu Ziyang suspicious.

Her thin lips were pursed lightly, and she looked at Mu Mingyuan suspiciously.

"How would I know?"

I don't want to confront my son here for too long to attract attention, and I'm anxious to see what's going on upstairs.

Mu Mingyuan stopped insisting and got on the elevator.

Mu Ziyang hesitated and followed.

On the eighth floor, at the door of room 808,

Mu Mingyuan glanced at his son who was following behind him, raised his hand and knocked on the door with a sullen face.

"It's not that I said no..."

He Zhimei's voice came out along with the opened door, carrying a rage and dissatisfaction rarely seen in the past.

When he saw the father and son standing outside the door, his voice got stuck in his throat.

His face paled.

"Zhimei, you..."

Mu Mingyuan wanted to go forward to pull He Zhimei.

Seeing her here, his heart sank a little.

Looking at her like this, it doesn't look like she is being controlled or framed by someone.

But she saw that her clothes were neat, not messy at all, and her hairstyle was not messed up, just like when she went out.

Therefore, he still had hope in his heart.

Maybe that person was just trying to make him preconceived, thinking that He Zhimei was cheating.

After all, they have lived together for decades.

He still knew what his wife was like.

Even though the He family fell, the Mu family did not neglect her because of it.

He even asked for a few days off to relax with her so that she wouldn't think too much about it.

He Zhimei had absolutely no reason to cheat.

But, this is just his wishful thinking.

He Zhimei took a step back abruptly, avoiding Mu Mingyuan's extended hand.

He looked flustered, and even with makeup on, he couldn't hide his pale complexion.

Thinking of something, she turned around abruptly.

Behind him came a man's majestic voice, "Who is it?"

This time, Mu Ziyang behind Mu Mingyuan also changed his expression.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Taking a step forward, Mu Ziyang's expression turned ugly.

The hands hanging beside him clenched into fists.

The tone is also a bit stiff.

He knew what it meant to be a grown woman in a hotel room with a grown man.

Even though the clothes on mom looked fine, the location itself was the problem.

If there is something, where can't we talk about it, do we have to be here?

"You, how did you come here?"

He Zhimei trembled all over, and looked at Mu Mingyuan in disbelief, "Are you following me?"

When he questioned, tears started to roll in his eyes.

No matter how much she did, she never thought of betraying Mu Mingyuan.

"It's not me following you, it's someone telling me you're here."

Mu Mingyuan's hands and feet were cold.

He took a step forward and stood with his son, staring at his wife with a pair of gloomy eyes.

He could see her panic.

The fortress of trust in my heart has completely collapsed.

"Then, what if I tell you that I haven't done anything wrong to you? Will you believe it?"

He Zhimei calmed down, looking at Mu Mingyuan with tearful eyes.

Mu Mingyuan was silent.

He only believed what he saw.

"Mu Mingyuan, you bastard! You'd rather trust an outsider than our decades-old relationship!"

He Zhimei suddenly went crazy and rushed over to beat Mu Mingyuan.

She and Mu Mingyuan were young couples who had been in love for so many years, but in the end he didn't believe her.

Mu Mingyuan didn't explain, but just held down her hands with a sullen face, with a touch of sadness hidden deep in his eyes.

The facts are right in front of him, how can he believe her?

But He Zhimei's performance made him a little shaken.

Just when Mu Mingyuan was a little shaken.

In the room behind He Zhimei, a man in dark blue silk pajamas came out.

The man's pajamas were baggy, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest.

He's not handsome, but he has an alluring aura, and the exposed chest is also very strong.

Mu Mingyuan's expression changed, and his expression towards He Zhimei became stern again.

"You want me to believe you. So tell me, what's going on now?"

He firmly grabbed He Zhimei's arm, forcing her to turn around.

The other hand pointed at the man who came out of the room.

He Zhimei's face turned pale, and she bowed her head for a long while without speaking.

The man watched intently, but didn't intend to explain.

"who are you?"

Mu Ziyang recovered from his daze, and punched the man fiercely.

The man dodged easily, looking at Mu Ziyang with disdain.

"Ziyang!"

Mu Ziyang staggered, turned around and wanted to pounce, but was stopped by Mu Mingyuan in a deep voice.

He could see clearly that Mu Ziyang was no match for this man at all.

"dad!"

Mu Ziyang stopped and looked back at his father.

Both eyes are red.

Mu Mingyuan gave him a comforting look, and looked at the man.

With an evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he straightened his clothes slowly.

"Mrs. Mu, since your family is here, you can go back. I'm going to rest too."

As if he didn't see the father and son staring at him with hatred, the man said to He Zhi.

He Zhimei's lips moved, but she didn't say anything in the end.

"Leave a name."

Mu Mingyuan let go of He Zhimei's arm, looked at the man and said in a deep voice.

The corner of the man's mouth was raised, his eyes were wicked and arrogant, "Mr. Mu can go back and ask Mrs. Mu."

(End of this chapter)