Chapter 489 Who Will Deal with Her

Because of the bowl of noodles in the morning, Mu Zi was late for more than an hour.

She has good grades, studies hard, and is a top student in the eyes of the teachers, so the teachers did not blame her.

It was only in the afternoon that Mu Zi started to have a low fever.

I don't know if it was infected by Bai Wei, or the typhoid fever was caused by the cold wind blowing on the river embankment yesterday.

She went to the school infirmary, asked the school doctor to get some antipyretics, and insisted on finishing the afternoon class.

The last class in the afternoon was self-study. Both Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia were worried about her and told her to go home first. If she didn't attend the self-study class, she wouldn't be counted as absent.

Mu Zi touched her forehead and felt that the temperature not only didn't drop much, but became hotter. She nodded drowsily, packed her schoolbag and went home.

When I walked to the school gate, I suddenly remembered that the driver at home would not come to pick her up until after school.

There are still twenty minutes before school ends, whether it is long or short, Muzi is hesitant whether to wait for the driver to come, or to take a taxi home by himself.

At this time, a young man stepped down from a car parked on the side of the road ahead.

This person actually knew her, walked over directly, and said respectfully: "Miss Mu, my young master treats you to dinner, and I want to talk to you a few words."

Mu Zi had a low-grade fever, she looked sober, but her mind was already a little confused.

She subconsciously thought that it was Mu Zening who came to pester her again, because it was inconvenient to talk at home, so she made an appointment outside.

Well, good or bad, let's talk to him one last time.

Mu Zi got into the car.

The car drove for a while, but Mu Zi faintly felt that something was wrong. Mu Zening wanted to talk to her, so why not go to her directly? Why send another person to deliver the message?

"Who is your young master?" Mu Zi asked the man sitting in front.

The man smiled and replied, "My young master's surname is Gu."

Oh...so it was Young Master Gu...

Mu Zi's head was dizzy and his thoughts were chaotic.

She thought about it for a while, but still felt something was wrong.

If it was Gu Liang who asked him out, why didn't he ask Tong Guan to call in advance to ask if she was free, instead of waiting at the school gate? He obviously knew her phone number.

Also, the car is not right.

The car Gu Liang sent to pick him up must be a luxury car, how could it be so ordinary?

Mu Zi was originally very shrewd, but now her head is dizzy and uncomfortable, she thinks about it, and feels that something is wrong, but she can't think of a reason.

Out of the instinct of self-preservation, she reached into her schoolbag, quietly took out the gun in the schoolbag, and pinned the gun to her waist under the cover of her coat.

It's been a cold spring recently, and she's wearing a thick coat with a gun hidden in it, which can't be seen from the outside at all.

After doing this, Mu Zi kept looking out of the car window, trying to remember the route of the car.

But the other party didn't seem to be afraid of being known by her, and there was no change along the way.

The car drove to the entrance of a hotel, and the man asked Mu Zi to get off, still respectfully.

Mu Zi was even more suspicious, thinking, did she guess wrong? Was it really Young Master Gu who invited her?

Confused by this point, Mu Zi followed the man into the hotel and came to the door of a room.

The man smiled and said, "My young master is inside, Miss Mu, please."

Mu Zi raised her eyes and saw a strange gleam flashing in his eyes, it was the joy and excitement that the plot was about to succeed.

——This matter is really not easy.

Mu Zi's heart sank.

For the time being, she still can't think of who is going to deal with her and what is the purpose of bringing her here.

However, the gun at her waist gave her confidence, and if she had an attack now, she might not be able to know the conspiracy behind it.

Mu Zi held down the gun at his waist without making a fuss, and stretched out his hand to open the door——