One-night lingering: The president's daddy spoils the sky

After breakfast, Zhuang Nuannuan still wanted to clean up the dishes, but one of her fingers was still bandaged and couldn't touch the water, so she could only endure it and sat on the sofa next to her.

Qiao Muze came out of the kitchen and said to her, "Are you going to the company?"

"If I don't go, can I rest at your house?" Zhuang Nuannuan raised her eyes and asked, for fear that she would not be able to be at his house if he was not at home.

Hearing her pitiful voice, Qiao Muze couldn't help pursing his thin lips, holding back a smile, and replied seriously, "Of course, you can live here with peace of mind until your grandma comes back."

A flash of joy flashed in Zhuang Nuannuan's eyes, she nodded, "Okay, I promise I won't mess with your things."

"Lunch, I'll have someone bring it over. Just open the door for my assistant when the time comes." After Qiao Muze ordered, he walked to the door, took the car keys and went out.

Looking at his leaving figure, Zhuang Nuannuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she doesn't know what to do now.

In the company, after what happened to Zhuang Nuannuan, Zhou Tao would naturally send an attention notice to other team members. After he finished speaking with Lan Chunian, Lan Chunian worriedly made a phone call.

Zhuang Nuannuan was lying on the sofa thinking about something, when she heard the sound of her mobile phone, she reached out to pick it up, "Hello, first thought."

"Nuannuan, how are you? Did you really meet a badass paparazzi last night? Were you injured?"

As soon as Zhuang Nuannuan heard it, she knew it was Zhou Tao who had said it, and she quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I was just taken aback, Chu Nian, you should be careful when you go out in the future, let your elder brother protect you safety."

"Well, I know, I will definitely pay attention, so where are you now?" Lan Chunian asked curiously.

Zhuang Nuannuan immediately tightened her heartstrings. She doesn't want to tell anyone that she is currently living in Qiao Muze's house. Even Lan Chunian, she plans to keep it a secret.

"I'm staying at a friend's house, Chu Nian, don't worry about me, I'm safe."

Lan Chunian is a person who doesn't get to the bottom of things. She smiled and said, "Okay, you should pay attention to safety and get together when you have time."

"Okay, so are you."

The two good sisters hung up after chatting, but Ye Manni and Lin Qian, who also received Zhou Tao's call, were not so kind.

The two of them made a phone call and chatted. They had no sympathy for Zhuang Nuannuan's experience. After all, Zhuang Nuannuan's family background was the worst in the whole team.

Therefore, she lives in a community that lacks security, and encountering such a thing can only be said to be her own fate.

Qiao Muze stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Qiao Group, and he dialed Zhou Tao's phone.

"Hey, Mr. Qiao, what's your order?" Zhou Tao's voice on the other end immediately answered enthusiastically.

"Nuannuan yesterday afternoon, you can't just let it go. I want you to call the police now and find out that bastard. I want him to pay the price." Qiao Muze's voice was calm, but there was a suppressed anger.

In Zhou Tao's heart, he also didn't want to make a big deal out of this matter, after all, physical assault would have a bad effect on the artist's identity.

"Mr. Qiao, do you really have to do this?"

"Yes, use the scandal between me and Zhuang Nuannuan to let the media know that Zhuang Nuannuan is my Qiao Muze's woman. If anyone dares to touch her again, I will make them pay a heavy price." Qiao Muze's tone was full of firmness and kindness. majesty.

Zhou Tao immediately asked, "If you want to do this, it may let the outside world confirm your relationship. Is this really okay?"

"I have no objection." Qiao Muze responded lightly, "So does Zhuang Nuannuan."

He decided for her.

And this matter, Qiao Muze has another deep meaning, he also wants to let the person who hides behind and dare not show up, but chases and kills Zhuang Nuannuan know his relationship with Zhuang Nuannuan.

I believe that the murderer hiding behind must be very worried about this, because it is his turn to intervene in the investigation of Zhuang Nuannuan's matter, and the truth of this matter will be revealed sooner or later.

Therefore, the people behind will be impatient, and will look for opportunities to get rid of Zhuang Nuannuan.

This is a dangerous plan, and it is also an opportunity to uncover the truth five years ago and find out who was behind the scenes.

"Okay! I'll report to the police immediately, find out about this matter, find out that paparazzi and send it to the police. At the same time, I will also imply Nuan Nuan's relationship with you."

"Well! As soon as possible." Qiao Muze said in a low voice, and hung up the phone.

Qiao Muze had just put down his cell phone and was about to return to his seat when his intercom phone rang, and he picked it up, "Hello."

"Mu Ze, it's me." Father Qiao's voice came from the other end.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Qiao Muze's voice softened a bit.

"Mu Ze, I just read something about you. I want to ask you, is the girl who has been rumored with you recently called Zhuang Nuannuan? Is she Zhuang Yanming's daughter?" The voice asked.

Qiao Muze didn't deny it, "Yes, she is Zhuang Yanming's daughter."

"Mu Ze, why did you have an affair with her? Your relationship is not a joke. You should warn the outside media in time to stop hyping your reputation." Father Qiao's voice sounded somewhat means angry.

Qiao Muze narrowed his eyes slightly, "Dad, do you know why Zhuang Yanming and his wife committed suicide?"

Father Qiao was silent for a few seconds at that end, then sighed, "That's all happened in the past few years, why are you bringing this up?"

"Dad, I suspect that the death of their husband and wife was not a normal suicide death, but something ulterior is hidden behind it." Qiao Muze investigated these days, and only today did he confess his thoughts to his father.

"Mu Ze, how did Dad teach you? It should be your business. Just do it well. It shouldn't be your business. Don't waste your time. The death of Zhuang Yanming and his wife is the police's business." You just need to manage the company well." There was a trace of seriousness in Father Qiao's voice.

Qiao Muze's eyes darkened, and his father's tone clearly implied that he was avoiding talking about the death of Zhuang Yanming and his wife back then.

"Also, stay away from that Zhuang Nuannuan, she is an artist, you should avoid entanglement with her, so as not to affect your reputation."

"Dad, I understand." Qiao Muze replied.

"You don't want to get involved in solemn and clear matters. This case has been closed and there is nothing to say."

"I know." Qiao Muze did not disobey his father's intentions.

Qiao's father hung up the phone, but Qiao Muze's eyes flashed with complicated thoughts. In his heart, he firmly believed that his father was definitely not the murderer of Zhuang Yanming, but someone else. Even his father knew who that person was, but he won't say it.

Qiao Muze's heart was full of doubts, but his father's avoidance of this matter made him more curious and more eager to find out the truth of the year.

Because he knew that even if he didn't investigate, Zhuang Nuannuan would devote her whole life to pursuing the truth.

He bit his thin lips, his father was right, this matter really didn't matter to him, but when he thought of this girl standing alone in danger, he couldn't just sit by and remain indifferent.

Therefore, he will continue to investigate this matter, no matter who is the person behind it, he wants to give Zhuang Nuannuan the truth.

blue house.

Lan Chunian practiced dancing in the practice room on the top floor. This was the exclusive treatment for her, Miss Lan. She had a spacious practice room at home, and it was also very luxuriously designed and equipped with first-class equipment.

At this moment, she was playing one of their title songs, and while Lan Chunian was humming, she was twisting her slender waist and practicing dancing enthusiastically.

She was practicing in a sweatshirt just now, but now, she only has a sports bra and a pair of tight denim shorts on her body. Her graceful and charming legs are reflected in the mirrors on three sides.

In every mirror, she exudes youthful vigor and vigor, half of her long hair is pulled back on the back of her head, and the other half is scattered behind her head, exuding the temperament of a dancer.

Slight fine sweat covered her smooth forehead, and with her wild and unrestrained movements, it almost made a man lose his soul.

At the door, Lan Qianhao was resting at home today, it was almost noon, and his mother had already cooked the meals, so he asked him to go upstairs and ask Miss Lan to go downstairs for dinner.

Lan Chunian danced so engrossed that she didn't even know that there was a group of appreciators standing at her door.

After she finished the last movement, her eyes suddenly sensed that there was someone at the door. She turned her head quickly, and Lan Qianhao was looking at her with her arms folded.