Qiao Jingjia can almost be regarded as the biggest suspect in Mu Zi's murder, but Mu Zi has never been able to determine her motive for killing.

Now that I know Mayor Qiao's clue, everything seems to make sense.

So...... Qiao Jingjia was in order to get the mayor's approval, coupled with her love for Mu Zening, so she made a poisonous move?

Mu Zi thought silently.

If it's really Qiao Jingjia......

If it was really her, Mu Zi would not kill her.

Fighting for one's life is the most unrelievable way to resolve hatred, Mu Zi only wants Qiao Jingjia to confess his guilt. Let the world know the ugliness and hypocrisy of this woman, see through her, spit on her, and disgust her!

In this way, it can be regarded as a great revenge and a rebirth in vain.

Mu Zi went home with something on her mind.

Walking into the house, she heard Bai Wei humming a song, lingering, a little ancient, I don't know where it was a folk song.

Bai Wei seems to be in a particularly good mood today.

"Zizi is back." Bai Wei saw her come in and greeted her with a smile, "Just help me see, which cake is better?" ”

As he spoke, he handed out the booklet in his hand, on which were the patterns of various cakes.

Mu Zi received it in her hand and asked curiously, "Mom, do you want to order a cake?" ”

Bai Wei shook her head with a smile: "Your brother's birthday is coming, I want to make a cake myself." ”

Mu Zi was slightly stunned, she didn't know Murong Cheng's birthday.

I immediately thought about it, November's birthday...... The Scorpio man is really a species that can't be provoked.

"Men don't usually like sweet and greasy cakes, do they?" Mu Zi casually flipped through two pages and proposed, "Mom, why don't you make longevity noodles for your brother?" Longevity noodles have a good meaning, and he must love to eat them. ”

Bai Wei hesitated slightly, and then smiled, "Well, it's okay, then let's make longevity noodles!" ”

She took the cake album and happily flipped through the recipes, intending to study how to make an extraordinary bowl of longevity noodles.

Mu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Cheng hadn't been back for a long time, and she was really worried that on her birthday, Bai Wei would be sad and disappointed if she couldn't see her son.

It's too troublesome to make cakes, and it's a waste if no one eats them, it's not as convenient as longevity noodles, Mu Zi feels that she is doing it for Bai Wei's good.

She was about to go upstairs when Bai Wei, who was flipping through the recipe, suddenly asked, "Zizi, what gift are you going to give to your brother?" ”

Mu Zi: "......"

Is it good to send a shooting star? Let him fly directly out of the earth.

"I didn't think about it, but I'll ...... tomorrow I'll go for a walk in the streets. Mu Zi barely pulled out a smile.

Is there anyone more aggrieved than her? Being bullied and humiliated, in the end, you have to prepare gifts for each other.

Just thinking like this, his thoughts unconsciously flew to Murong Cheng again...... Wondering when he'll be back?

Mu Zi didn't want to think about him, but she couldn't help herself, and even the bed she slept on now was Murong Cheng.

Why don't you go back to your room?

…… Her body had long since recovered, and the window of her room had been repaired, but the thought of someone having climbed through that window and fallen to her death under the window made her heart feel so bad that she didn't want to go back to her room.

Forget it, let's make up for another night.

On the cold night of late autumn, there is a faint breath of cold winter.

Mu Zi turned on the air conditioner, the room was as warm as spring, she lay on the bed, her body fell into the soft velvet quilt, found the most comfortable position, and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, it was a new day.

Mu Zi got up and washed as usual, wearing a school uniform, dressed as if she was going to school.

just didn't ask the driver at home to send her, but went to the door and sat in someone else's car.

Qu Mingjun, who was in the driver's seat, handed Mu Zi a bulging paper bag from the front, "Here you go, what you want." ”