Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

Chapter 213: Want to ruin her



The desire in the man's eyes was so obvious that even the servant felt it was wrong, and he reminded Mu Zi in a low voice: "Miss, is this man really your friend? Do you want the security to drive away?"

Mu Zi hadn’t spoken yet, the man yelled at the other side of the iron gate, "Zizi! Are you still angry with me? I knew you committed suicide for me at the time. I was really worried and wanted to see you in the hospital. But there was a car accident on the road. I spent several months lying in the hospital. No, I will be here as soon as I leave the hospital!"

He deliberately emphasized that Mu Zi committed suicide for him, which made the security and servant look at Mu Zi a little strange.

There was no expression on Mu Zi's face, and he said to the servant faintly: "I don't know this person. Go ask Mu Yun or Mu Ling, maybe they are friends."

After speaking, she turned and left, without any extra eyes.

How dare the servant really ask, now that the two eldest ladies are not having a good time at home, and if they feel unsatisfactory, they will take the servant to throw fire, let alone the man called by name to see Mu Zi.

The servant and the security guard couldn't help but drove the man away.

Before leaving, the man glanced bitterly at Mu Zi's back, didn't entangle him much, and left Mu's house.

Since I came to the Mu's family on purpose, how could he leave without saying or doing anything?

Mu Zi knew that this was another "good" idea from the Mu family sisters.

It certainly won't be Mu Rongxuan.

Mu Rongxuan had the best reputation, even if he wanted to ruin Mu Zi, he wouldn't use this method that might hurt his daughter's reputation.

And because of what happened last time, Mu Yun had a rift with Mu Ling, so she shouldn't act so recklessly.

Such a vicious and rude way fits Mu Ling's style very well.

Did you find Mu Zi's former lover to destroy her?

Standing at the door and saying a few words casually can’t ruin Mu Zi. Only by sitting down to confirm her relationship with that man and spreading the news to the school, she will not only be expelled, but she will also be stigmatized as unclean. , This can be much more serious than cheating, and much more ugly.

Although chastity is not the only thing for women, in secular ethics, women's chastity is very important, and it is even more important than life.

Mu Zi went back to Xiaoyanglou to continue eating, silently thinking about how to respond.

In the evening, Bai Wei returned to the room early to rest, and Mu Zi sat alone in the living room watching TV. She didn't dare to sleep.

It wasn't that she was afraid of that man, but because Mu Zi knew that after she fell asleep at night, she would fall asleep very deeply, and she would not be able to wake her up even with ordinary movements.

This has been confirmed by Murong Cheng-it is very embarrassing and angry that she finds a hickey on her body after getting up, she is very puzzled, why she has been kissed, and she doesn't feel at all.

One can imagine how heavy the sleep was.

Mu Zi made herself a cup of strong coffee, then took a pair of sharp scissors from the drawer, and went upstairs to the room.

I didn't go to the kitchen to get a knife because the kitchen utensils Bai Wei used were all top-quality goods, and when used on that kind of scum, it was a violent thing.

She sat on the bed, drinking coffee and reading a book, waiting until two o'clock in the morning.

It was silent late at night, except for a little wind, nothing unusual.

Mu Zi felt strange, wondering if she guessed wrong? Or... they don't plan to do it tonight?

She couldn't hold it anymore, eyelids fighting, turned off the light and closed the book, and got ready to sleep.

But she was always vigilant in her heart, not daring to close her eyes. About a quarter of an hour after lying on the bed, she heard the clicking and clicking sounds outside the window.

It was very light, very subtle, a little bit like the sound of a window vibrating slightly by the wind, and a bit like... the sound of someone prying the window open.