Chapter 933: The Wedding Date Has Arrived

"Miss, if it were so easy to resurrect a dead body, I would have changed myself into a handsome and young skin."

After Huang Laogui finished speaking, he stared at Mu Zi with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at his greatest achievement, and kept tsk-tsk.

"Luck...this kind of thing requires a lot of luck..." Huang Laogui sighed.

Mu Zi was in a complicated mood.

Originally, she was full of doubts, but now looking at Huang Laogui, she didn't want to ask anything.

It's really... I feel that even if I ask, the other party may not know the answer, and maybe he will talk nonsense to fool her.

...

When it was almost noon, Murong Cheng came back.

Huang Laogui should be very jealous of him, hiding in his room and not showing up, but Murong Cheng was in a good mood, so he didn't bother him.

Mu Zi asked Murong Cheng what was going on in the news.

Murong Cheng smiled and said, "Are you asking that anonymous person? That's Huo Jun. With this kind of news, so many eyes are watching. If Huo Zheng wants to find Huo Jun, he will have to weigh it carefully."

"You gave him the idea, right?" Mu Zi said.

Murong Cheng held her face up with a smile: "You love me so much, you always think of me about everything."

Mu Zi blushed and slapped his hands away.

Just kidding, she knew that Murong Cheng was fighting Huo Zheng.

In fact, I was a little unhappy.

All along, what she cared most about was Murong Cheng's participation in these whirlpools of fights and fights for power and profit.

Her steward thought she was raising a badass.

Mu Zi really wished that she had taken care of the handsome boy, at least she didn't have to worry about the handsome boy, and only cared about eating, drinking and having fun every day, living a normal and comfortable life.

But thinking about the grievances between Murong Cheng and Huo Zheng, Mu Zi felt that maybe she should keep silent, she had no right to interfere in the right and wrong.

In the following week, the head of the Huo family was assassinated three times. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that it was done by people within the family.

Even if Huo Zheng didn't die, the situation was over.

Murong Cheng still stays at home with nothing to do every day, walking snakes and playing with birds, living like a dude.

But Muzi knew that he was deliberately reassuring her. Because she wakes up in the middle of the night every day, her surroundings are empty, but when she opens her eyes in the morning, she finds herself in his arms again.

Mu Zi pretended not to know.

In the blink of an eye, it was August, and Mu Zening's wedding date arrived.

It is said that he and the woman have already obtained the certificate, and now they are hosting a banquet at home as a celebration.

Mu Zi received the invitation from Mu Yun.

In fact, she didn't want to go, but considering the influence of public opinion, she finally decided to go to the banquet.

Now that she bears the status of the president's daughter, if she doesn't go, she may be considered ungrateful, as if she has climbed up to the president's father and abandoned her former relatives.

People's words are scary, but Mu Zi thinks that she can't be open-minded.

The day of the wedding banquet was overcast and cloudy, the scorching sun was covered by accumulated clouds, the air was hot and humid, with the potential for heavy rain, and it was so dull that there was no wind at all, making people feel oppressed.

The sound of music in the banquet hall was melodious, and the guests were drinking and drinking. Mu Yun entertained the guests in a very elegant manner, but the bride and groom were not seen for a long time.

But today is not considered a serious ceremony, and it doesn't matter if the bride and groom show up later.

Mu Zi looked outside at the increasingly dark sky, and vaguely heard the muffled sound of thunder coming from afar.

She couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Maybe she can make up a reason to leave the meeting early, otherwise the road will be difficult in case of heavy rain.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked for Mu Yun in the crowd, planning to say hello to Mu Yun before leaving.

There were too many people in the banquet hall, and I couldn't find it for a while. I glanced and saw Mu Ling standing on the stairs.

Mu Ling's face was white, and she walked down the stairs extremely slowly step by step, with a dumbfounded expression on her face, as if she had been greatly frightened.

Mu Zi was suspicious, and looked down, only to see Mu Ling's hands were covered in blood.