Chapter 877

The two got bored in the room for a while, Mu Zi took out clean clothes from the closet and changed them for Murong Cheng.

Dress in a casual style, sports trousers and a hoodie, the peaked cap is pressed low, and the shadow under the brim of the hat covers part of the handsome face.

"He's so handsome." Mu Zi embraced his face and kissed him, then said with a smile, "This way, people won't recognize him, right? You really are, why did you come back suddenly? You don't dress up, at least you wear a pair of sunglasses." , Wang Zhan just let you mess around like this?"

Speaking of Wang Zhan, Mu Zi couldn't help complaining: "You came back alone? Why didn't you call me in advance, Wang Zhan has not heard from me, last month I sent a message back to Xianghai, and I don't know him Have you received..."

Mu Zixu babbled a lot, but Murong Cheng's complexion sank a little bit, and his eyes were covered with cold frost.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zi asked him suspiciously.

Murong Cheng said irritably, "I should have shot him dead."

Mu Zi's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "You mean Wang Zhan?"

Murong Cheng didn't seem to want to talk too much, he walked out of the room with his arms around Mu Zi's waist, "Don't mention that idiot, let's go to the supermarket."

Mu Zi was in a panic, she almost thought that Wang Zhan had betrayed Murong Cheng, but then Murong Cheng called him an idiot, his tone didn't sound like betrayal, but rather like Wang Zhan had done something wrong to provoke anger Murong Cheng.

Wang Zhan has always been cautious in front of Murong Cheng, what could he do wrong?

Murong Cheng didn't want to mention it, and Mu Zi didn't want to ask.

She called Shen Cong and asked the driver and bodyguard to drive the car up the mountain.

When Manager Shen saw a man suddenly appearing in the room, his eyes couldn't hide his astonishment. Their people had been guarding the bottom of the mountain last night. How did this man come up? !

It seemed that the relationship between him and the lady was very close, and it was inconvenient for the manager to intervene, so he suppressed his curiosity and arranged vehicles and bodyguards for the two of them.

About twenty minutes away by car, there is a large shopping supermarket.

Mu Zi held Murong Cheng's arm, cuddling tightly like a couple in love, bought vegetables and fish, Mu Zi also wanted to buy fruit.

While picking and picking, she saw many large red pomegranates neatly arranged, plump and fresh.

In fact, it is not the season to eat pomegranates right now, and Mu Zi doesn't really want to eat them now, but when he sees pomegranates, he thinks of the scene when Murong Cheng peeled pomegranates for himself.

"Peel the pomegranate for me to eat, okay?" Mu Zi acted like a baby at him, wanting to relive the romance.

Murong Cheng frowned and said, "It's really troublesome."

Having said that, let's go over and choose seriously.

Mu Zi pursed her lips and smiled, feeling warm.

The phone rang suddenly, and she glanced at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone.

"...Miss." Wang Zhan's voice was on the other end of the phone.

Muzi was surprised, and opened her eyes slightly. Before she could ask, Wang Zhan said hesitantly, "There is one thing I have to tell you...after you know, don't get excited and don't worry..."

Mu Zi glanced at Murong Cheng who was still picking pomegranates, subconsciously took two steps to the side, "What's the matter?"

Wang Zhan hesitated to speak, and mustered up his courage a few times before saying, "Master Rong is gone!"

Mu Zi was even more surprised, she turned her head and looked at Murong Cheng again——

Isn't he nice in front of her? Why did Wang Zhan say that Murong Cheng is gone?

"He ran away from the hospital, and I searched all over Xianghai City, but there is no whereabouts." Wang Zhan said in a bitter tone, "Master Rong is likely to look for you! If you see him, you must tell me , it would be best to persuade him to go back to the hospital..."

Mu Zi hesitated: "Is...is very ill?"

Wang Zhan sighed heavily, and said, "Miss, Master Rong has lost his memory! Otherwise, I wouldn't have stopped contacting you for such a long time..."