Chapter 872: Ghost Convenience
Five years ago, Huo Rong would have only been twenty years old!
What grievances can he have with Mu Zichuan?
This matter is unknown for the time being, but it is clear that Mu Zichuan is extremely cunning, if he really stares at Bai Wei, no matter how Mu Zi takes precautions, he is afraid that he will not be his opponent.
"Young master, look at this." Tong Wu handed the information he had just found out to Gu Liang.
Gu Liang flipped through it a few times, frowned, and said after a moment's silence: "Send it to Miss Situ." β
When Mu Zi got this information, her heart was like soaking in the lake water in winter, and it was cold.
According to the data, Bai Wei has an independent fund account, and since fifteen years ago, people have been sending money to it, and as of five years ago, the amount has reached 700 million.
And the person who arranged all this was Mu Zichuan!
The naΓ―ve Bai Wei never doubted it, and mistakenly thought it was the private money left to her by Old Man Mu.
Mu Zi suddenly remembered that when she hadn't entered Gray to study, the tuition fees had not been settled, and Bai Wei always said: Don't worry, my mother has money.
It turns out that Bai Wei is really rich!
What kind of mentality does a man have for more than ten years to send money to a woman's account? How many years has he coveted Bai Wei?!
The more Mu Zi thought about it, the more creepy she became!
This feels too bad, knowing that this man has ill intentions and bad intentions, but he can't find anyone, he is full of anger and has nowhere to vent, and he continues to be worried!
Mu Zi gritted her teeth.
She's going crazy!
One Friday evening, she walked out of school in a trance when she received a call from Mu Zening.
"Aunt Bai's phone can't get through, is she at home?" Mu Zening opened his mouth and asked Bai Wei.
Mu Zi's heart immediately lifted.
"Something?" Mu Zi asked.
There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, Mu Zizheng was puzzled, and heard Mu Zening laugh lowly: "After the second brother came back, he only made a face-to-face, and he hasn't seen anyone for more than a month, so I'll ask if Aunt Bai is not there." β
This is inexplicable, the second brother is nowhere to be seen, what is the matter with Guan Baiwei? Why did you call to ask if Bai Wei was there?
Mu Zi asked in a deep voice, "What do you know?" β
"No more, no less, maybe you know, just a little more." Mu Zening said slowly, meaning a long time.
Mu Zi inhaled deeply, the blood seemed to be scurrying in the veins, and it took a long time to restrain his emotions: "Mu Zening, what do you want?" β
"I'll help you find Bai Wei, and after the matter is completed, you will transfer the fund in Bai Wei's name to me." Mu Zening said.
Mu Zi's knuckles clutching the mobile phone turned white.
She remembered that Du Hao once said that the greatest convenience of raising ghosts is to find people and ask for directions.
Maybe Mu Zening really has a way.
She didn't respond for a while, Mu Zening thought she didn't agree, and said: "You have to understand that the money in Bai Wei's hand originally belonged to the Mu Group. β
Mu Zi's throat tightened: "How are you going to find Bai Wei?" β
"If you agree, come back." Mu Zening's voice was still indifferent, "I'll wait for you at home." β
Then hang up.
Mu Zi raised his head and said to Shen Cong in front of him: "Go to Mu Mansion." β
The car immediately turned in the right direction.
Mu Zi didn't doubt Mu Zening, she believed that he had this ability, but she didn't believe it, and now there was no other way, she could only make a desperate bet.
The sun sets in the west, and the golden sunset shines obliquely on the trees on the side of the road, pulling out long shadows.
Mu Zening seemed to greet her deliberately, opened the iron door of the twig early, and when he saw her getting out of the car and walking, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a mocking sneer, threw the cigarette butt in his hand, and casually stretched out his foot and crushed it.
"Got it thought through?" Mu Zening smiled and asked, "Do you need to make a note first?" β
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