Chapter 337

Once Mu Zi gets angry, he doesn't want to see Murong Cheng's face.

She decisively hung up the video call.

There was also grief and indignation in his heart, Murong Cheng could always turn her from an elegant and gentle lady into a hysterical shrew in minutes.

Looking around her room again, Mu Zi deeply felt that she couldn't stay any longer, so she quickly packed her things, picked up her schoolbag and went to Murong Cheng's room.

She must have been pissed off before, so she didn't expect that the only place in the whole small mansion that didn't install surveillance cameras was probably Murong Cheng's own room!

Bai Wei went upstairs with the tea and snacks she had prepared. Seeing her daughter moving things back and forth, she couldn't help laughing: "Why do you change rooms again?"

Mu Zi let out a muffled "Hmm".

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

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

Open it and look, it's from Murong Cheng. He is always stern when he speaks, but his text messages are concise and to the point, without a trace of frivolity.

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

Mu Zi tilted her head to think, 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 is really efficient...

...

At this moment, Mu Zening was holding the phone, his fingers trembling slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the photos were unsightly. Mu Zening flipped through five or six photos in a row. He didn't have the courage to look at them any more, so he deleted them all!

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

The photos were sent by Murong Cheng, so it is impossible to send them suddenly for no reason, what Murong Cheng wants to do, Mu Zening can almost guess.

He called Murong Cheng.

When the call was connected, Murong Cheng seemed to have expected it, and asked in a quiet tone: "Have you received the photo?"

"Where did the photos come from? How many more do you have!" Mu Zening's voice was low, as if the words were coming out of 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 so much for? Your mother's bright photos, how hurtful to the eyes."

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

"Whether I'm going too far or not depends on your attitude, third brother." Murong Cheng's tone was light and casual, "Don't go looking for Zizi again, unless you want these photos to be on the headlines of the next day's news."

Mu Zening was angry: "Have you considered the consequences?! You will destroy her!"

"It's too late for me to love her so much. How could I ruin her?" Murong Cheng put away his contempt and said coldly, "Third brother should stop thinking about these things. I really don't like people thinking about my woman."

Mu Zening was so angry that he was speechless, but Murong Cheng hinted that he coveted Mu Zi!

how is this possible? !

He's not that shameless, thinking that about his sister! What's more, Mu Zi is only 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 flatly: "Is that so, that would be the best."

Then hung up the phone.

Mu Zening looked at the phone that ended the call, and leaned back dejectedly, feeling powerless in his heart.

He didn't expect that Murong Cheng had those photos...

Mu Zening's mother was Mrs. Mu's second wife. She died in a car accident. At that time, there was a young male model in the car. Many people speculated that Mrs. Mu was raising a handsome boy outside. In the end, he and his elder brother tried to suppress her. down this thing.

After so many years, no one mentioned it, but Murong Cheng still kept those photos.

"Damn it." Mu Zening cursed.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.