Chapter 902 Surprisingly Still Alive

Mu Zi looked at Mu Zening in disbelief, and stared blankly for a long time, making sure he wasn't joking, then asked, "What is this? Blackmail? Blackmail?"

Mu Zening slowly cut off a piece of steak, fed the sauce mixed with traces of blood into his mouth, chewed and ground it between his teeth, there was a kind of chilling elegance.

"Think about it." Mu Zening said, "No one can predict what will happen to Huang Laogui if he falls into Huo Zheng's hands."

Mu Zi took a deep breath, then stood up.

"Your current attachment is just unwillingness to be fooled by Murong Cheng, unwilling to be robbed of a woman by Murong Cheng, in fact, how much can you love me?" Mu Zi seemed powerless to continue, closed her eyes, and went back Unfolded, "If you want to prove your success, you don't have to use marriage as a price. Mu Zening, wake up!"

She turned around and was about to leave, but Mu Zening suddenly reached out and grabbed her right wrist, "Are you still alive!"

"Release!" Mu Zi said angrily.

The bodyguard behind her approached two steps threateningly.

But Mu Zening opened his eyes wide, staring fixedly at her snow-white neck, when the skirt was pulled, there were light red traces - ambiguous, obscure, and extremely glaring!

Like the overflowing water of a cold winter lake, it poured into his limbs and bones along the blood vessels, freezing through his heart and into his bones!

Mu Zening was completely cold from head to toe.

After regaining consciousness, he finally felt the familiar, unspeakable shock and anger!

His internal organs were ablaze with anger, burning his reason.

Mu Zening held onto the edge of the table tightly, while Mu Zi had already left the restaurant under the escort of bodyguards.

The waiter brought the meal and placed it respectfully and politely on the vacant seat, as if realizing that something was wrong with the guest, the waiter asked, "Sir, do you still need music?"

Mu Zening's expression was like a deep cold pool, silent and without waves.

The rage seemed to disappear in a flash, he sat back slowly and said, "Let's start now."

After a while, beautiful music played in the restaurant. He originally wanted to create a romantic atmosphere for her, just like before.

Unfortunately, it doesn't make any sense anymore.

Under the warm orange light, the tableware is coated with a layer of golden shimmer, and the roses in the glass bottle are delicate and charming, blooming in a low-key and enchanting way.

Mu Zening held the knife and fork, his fingers were slender and fair, he silently cut pieces of beef, and ate alone with a blank expression, as if nothing had happened.

"No, I don't care about the money." He said suddenly, "I just want her to think I'm useful, and I don't want her to take advantage of it in vain."

The seat opposite him was dark and empty, Mu Zening smiled faintly at the empty seat, and said, "Maybe you are right, I was just looking for an excuse to meet her, after all, Qiao Jingjia is dead, Murong Cheng is dead, I can't think Any reason to prevent myself from doing this... She and I were originally husband and wife..."

Speaking of this, the faint smile on Mu Zening's face faded, and his face turned frosty, "But I didn't expect that he is still alive... He is actually still alive..."

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Mu Zi walked out of the restaurant with an angry look on her face.

The bodyguard opened the car door, Mu Zi sat in, and Murong Cheng inside had a half-smile: "He came out so soon."

Mu Zi glared at him angrily.

From Murong Cheng's point of view, this look seemed to be full of anger and anger, and had no deterrent effect at all. Instead, his eyes were sparkling, very enchanting.

"You need to clean up, right?" Murong Cheng hugged her to his lap, and squeezed Mu Zi's little butt, "Go on a date with other men, and you dare to show me face when you come back, huh?"

"What nonsense!" Mu Zi stretched out her hand to pinch his face, "He and I are talking about business!"

"What did you talk about?" Murong Cheng asked.

When mentioning this matter, Mu Zi couldn't help frowning slightly, "He said that Huang Laogui is in Huo Zheng's hands."