Mu Zi was angry, so she didn't want to see Murong Cheng's face.

She decisively hung up the video call.

is also full of grief and indignation in her heart, Murong Cheng can always change her from an elegant and gentle lady to a hysterical shrew in minutes.

Looking around his room again, Mu Zi felt that he couldn't live anymore, so he neatly packed up his things, picked up his schoolbag and went to Murong Cheng's room.

She must have been angry before, so she didn't expect that the only place in the entire small western-style building that did not install monitoring was probably Murong Cheng's own room!

Bai Wei went upstairs with the prepared tea and snacks, and when she saw her daughter moving things back and forth, she couldn't help laughing: "Why did you change rooms again?" ”

Mu Zi let out a sullen "um".

Bai Wei didn't ask much, just when her daughter was playful, she put down the dinner plate in her hand with a smile, and helped her daughter change the bedding and pillows and daily necessities in the two rooms.

After everything was cleaned up, Mu Zi found an unread message on her phone.

When I opened it, it was sent by Murong Cheng. He is always not serious when he speaks, but when he sends text messages, he is concise and to the point, without a trace of frivolity.

The message is only five words: peace of mind, solved.

Mu Zi tilted his head and thought, very curious, what method did Murong Cheng use to solve it?

Looking at the sending time of the text message, it was only five or six minutes since she told Murong Cheng, he was really efficient......

……

At this time, Mu Zening was holding the mobile phone, his fingers trembling slightly, and there were green tendons on the back of his hand.

On the screen of the mobile phone, one photo after another was unsightly, Mu Zening flipped through five or six in a row, and he didn't have the courage to read it anymore, so he deleted them all!

After several controls, he didn't hold back, and slammed his fist on the fiberglass table in front of him, making a bang!

The photo was sent by Murong Cheng, it is impossible to send these suddenly for no reason, what Murong Cheng wants to do, Mu Zening can almost guess.

He called Murong Cheng.

When the phone was connected, Murong Cheng seemed to have expected it, and asked in a faint tone: "Did you receive the photo?" ”

"Where did the photos come from? How many more do you have on hand! Mu Zening's voice was low, as if words burst out from between his teeth.

"You can have as much as you want." On the other end of the phone, Murong Cheng seemed to chuckle, "But what do you want to do so much?" My mother's photos hurt my eyes. ”

"Mu, Rong, Cheng!" Mu Zening was enraged, his eyes were scarlet, "Don't go too far!" ”

"Whether I'm too much depends on your attitude, third brother." Murong Cheng's tone was light and nonchalant, "Don't look for Zizi again, unless you want these photos to make headlines the next day." ”

Mu Zening was angry: "Have you considered the consequences?!" You're going to ruin her! ”

"It's too late for me to love her, how can I ruin her?" Murong Cheng put away a little contempt and said coldly, "Third brother still thinks less about these things, I don't like women who think about me very much." ”

Mu Zening was so angry that he was almost speechless, and Murong Cheng actually hinted that he coveted Mu Zi!

How can it be?!

He's not so shameless to think like that to his sister! What's more, Mu Zi is just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl!

"Don't think everyone is like you!" Mu Zening roared angrily.

Murong Cheng was not angry at all, and said lightly: "Yes, that would be the best." ”

Then he hung up.

Mu Zening looked at the mobile phone that ended the call, and leaned back in a gloomy manner, full of a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He didn't expect that Murong Cheng would have those photos......

Mu Zening's mother, the second wife of Mrs. Mu, died in a car accident, there was a young male model in the car at the time, many people speculated that Mrs. Mu was raising a little white face outside, and in the end he and his eldest brother found a way to suppress this matter.

After so many years, no one mentioned it anymore, who knew that Murong Cheng still kept those photos.

"Damn it." Mu Zening cursed.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly.