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The days of preparing for the banquet were peaceful.

Mu Zi went to and from school as usual, but she never met Mu Zening again, but she often met Mu Ling who came back from work on time from the company.

Mu Ling always holds a folder or laptop in his hand, looking like a conscientious white-collar worker, it seems that Mu Zening really intends to hand over the company to Mu Ling, at least, he arranged for Mu Ling to enter the family company, not to play the position of soy sauce, but to really do practical things.

After school in the evening, the driver had just parked the car, and Mu Zi saw Mu Ling coming back in the car.

When they met face-to-face, Mu Ling couldn't avoid it, and pretended to be calm and shouted in a low voice: "Little aunt." ”

Mu Ling seemed to be very afraid of Mu Zi, which made Mu Zi very puzzled.

"Busy lately?" Mu Zi took the initiative to talk to Mu Ling.

"Hmm...... It's not too busy, but I'm new to these things, and I don't know where to start. Mu Ling smiled and was very humble, "Most of the work has to be taken home and let the third uncle teach me." ”

Mu Zi couldn't help asking: "He's at home every day?" ”

Mu Ling nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Yes, the third uncle is at home every day, and when there is something in the company, he also holds online meetings at home." ”

"Oh, that's it......" Mu Zi thought thoughtfully.

The two separated, and Mu Zi returned to the small western-style building alone, full of doubts in her heart.

Mu Zening was too quiet......

It's quiet, as if there is no such person.

Mu Zi thought like this, and subconsciously turned his head to look out the window - the window of Mu Zening's room, the curtains were half-covered and half-hidden, and it was pitch black, without a trace of light.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking to herself that she really likes to ask for trouble, Mu Zening didn't move, isn't it exactly what she was expecting?

……

A few days later, it was Saturday, and it was also the day when the Mu family held a banquet.

The lobby was full of guests and the music was soft and cheerful.

Mu Rongxuan deliberately wore new clothes, decent and spirited, greeting the guests with a full face, as if the person who was admitted to the training institute was not Mu Zi but him.

Mu Ling is also dressed up delicately and beautifully. This is her first official appearance since recovering from her illness, and if she behaves well, it will be beneficial to her future reputation.

Mu Yun did not appear.

Miscarriage hurts a woman a lot, she needs to socialize at the banquet, greet her, drink, and dance in high heels, everything is very tired, Mu Yun simply called herself sick and stayed in the room to rest. Of course, she was scolded by Mu Rongxuan for this.

Mu Zi was wearing a lilac lace gauze skirt, standing beside Bai Wei fresh and gracefully, greeting familiar guests.

Because most of the people who came today were her classmates and friends, the smile on Mu Zi's face was a little more sincere, but she felt a little regret in her heart, Murong Cheng was still with her in the hospital today.

However, even if there was no Huo Zheng matter, Murong Cheng was afraid that he would avoid this kind of banquet, because it was difficult to guarantee that he would meet someone who knew Huo Rong.

Just thinking about it, I heard Mu Ling's crisp voice in my ears: "Third uncle, you are here." ”

Mu Zi looked sideways and saw Mu Zening slowly walking down the stairs.

He was still dressed in black: a dark gray shirt underneath, a black tuxedo on the outside, and black leather shoes.

When he raised his hand to hold the wine, a wrist was exposed, and the original Swiss watch was gone, replaced by a bracelet of worn color, with a few round and simple sandalwood beads tied to the rope, also black.

Mu Zening's eyes were deep and gloomy, and there was an indescribable gloomy temperament on his body, and when he passed by Mu Zi, he whispered with a smile: "Why didn't Murong Cheng come?" Is it because one person plays two roles, too tired? ”

Mu Zi's heart was cold, and her eyes immediately turned cold a few degrees.

"It's not hard to guess." Mu Zening smiled, bowed his head and whispered to her, "The only person who knows that Qiao Jingjia has called, except for me and you, is Murong Cheng, Qiao Jingjia told me before she died, she was instructed by the Huo family, and I found some news photos of the head of the Huo family...... Oh, although there is a slight difference between the two people, they can still be seen if they distinguish carefully. ”

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