Falling tonight

Chapter 130

Du Ze laughed along with him and wondered at the same time.

Why did the good-looking Muzhou hit him with his car?
Could it be that he discovered what his father had done and came here to challenge him?
Du Ze is the son of Du Mingyao. Du Mingyao's company is a supplier of Lingtian Group. He gradually made a fortune relying on Lingtian Group, but secretly he used the shell of another company to compete with Lingtian Group for projects.

Not long ago, two companies bid for a municipal project at the same time, and Du Mingyao's company lost the bid.

I don’t know if Mu Zhou noticed it.

Thinking of this, Du Ze's face turned pale.

"Master Du, take it easy. Your father only has a precious son like you. If you stand somewhere you shouldn't stand next time and touch someone you shouldn't touch, your life may be in danger. Do you understand?"

Mu Zhou said and glanced in Zhao Rou's direction.

Du Ze followed his gaze and his mind was stunned for two seconds.

"What, what..."

Du Ze was dumbfounded.

Could it be that Mu Zhou bumped into him because he saw him pulling this woman, not because he found out about his father?

What is the relationship between this woman and him?
Of course Du Ze didn't dare to ask, but no matter what, he knew he couldn't escape tonight.

He hurriedly bowed and nodded, and said with sincerity, "I understand, I understand, Mr. Mu, you don't remember the faults of villains. Please spare me. I will never dare to touch her again. No, I will never dare to touch a woman again."

Mu Zhou had a sullen face, stopped looking at him, turned around and stepped in front of Zhao Rou.

His pupils looked down at the people on the ground without warmth, and his tone was cold, "Do you like sitting on the ground so much?"

Zhao Rou raised her head and looked at him for a while, then turned her face away and said, "My foot is sprained."

Wearing high heels and being chased by Du Ze, he fell unexpectedly and twisted his feet until he couldn't stand up.

Mu Zhou stared at her delicate side face and moved his gaze downwards. The fair and delicate skin on her ankles was obviously swollen, and her high heels fell crookedly aside.

He unzipped the first button of his shirt irritably.

Damn it, this woman had a cold war with him in the morning, and was flirting with other men at night.

He even hurt himself.

She was injured and couldn't get up and refused to ask for help.

What a backbone.

The two of them were facing each other like this, one standing and the other sitting propped up on the ground, neither of them reaching out to the other.

For a long time, Mu Zhou shook his face, which was so cold to freezing point, that he bitterly said "You deserve it" through his teeth, picked her up and put her in the back seat of the car.

As he got closer, the smell of alcohol on her body hit his nostrils.

Mu Zhou's eyebrows were lowered and his face was livid, "Did you go drinking with him?"

This is no nonsense, I was drinking, not with that person.

Zhao Rou didn't want to pay attention to him and pointed to the ground, "And my shoes."

Don't forget to take it.

Mu Zhou stared at her, turned around angrily, picked up the two shoes on the ground and put them into the car.

Du Ze looked at this scene in surprise, with thin drops of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Be nice.

She actually dared to give orders to Mu Zhou, and Mu Zhou actually listened to her and followed her instructions.

The woman he was teasing just now was Mu Zhou!

After realizing it, Du Ze touched his cold neck and found that it was still fine and safe.

He was not silenced by Mu Zhou.

The Bentley barely passed in front of Du Ze and drove towards the traffic.

Zhao Rou turned her head to look at the retreating black figure outside the window, while Mu Zhou stared straight ahead, and no one spoke.

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Gao Songqing was really not used to being so quiet.

Gao Songqing coughed in the front row, "Mu Zhou, would you like to send Miss Zhao back now?" Originally, they were setting off from the factory in the outer suburbs to pick up Xiao Xinyun. They never thought that they would meet Zhao Rou halfway. Could it be that they had to take Zhao Rou with them? Will you go to pick up Miss Xiao together?

Gao Songqing sensed a gloomy gaze.

He heard Mu Zhou's frosty voice, "Go and pick someone up."

Gao Songqing closed his mouth and covered Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

Mr. Mu is unwilling to let Miss Zhao go back.

Also, seeing the scene on the road just now, Mr. Mu must have thought that Zhao Rou had cuckolded him, so he let him drive into Du Ze.

How could he let Zhao Rou go so easily.

Thinking of this, Gao Songqing looked at Zhao Rou in the rearview mirror, with some sympathy in his eyes.

Zhao Rou heard the conversation and realized that the direction they were going was not towards her home or the way to Yuewan Mansion.

"Who are you picking up?"

Zhao Rou turned around and asked Mu Zhou.

Under the dim light inside the car, Mu Zhou's voice was low, "Xin Yun will go back to clean up the old house tonight. Let's go over and take her back to the hotel to stay."

Zhao Rou changed her face in the darkness as she listened.

Damn it, how could she forget about Xiao Xinyun after Du Ze made trouble at night.

If Xiao Xinyun gets in the car later, will she want to watch the two of them making love to each other in the car?

I felt goosebumps in my heart.

Zhao Rou straightened up, put on her high heels, pressed the car door handle with one hand, and shouted to Gao Songqing, "Assistant Gao, stop the car, I want to get out of the car."

Mu Zhou took Zhao Rou's arm and asked with a worried look on his face, "Why are you so crazy?"

Zhao Rou blurted out, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to go back to. Just leave me on the side of the road and I'll take a taxi back."

Mu Zhou looked outside. The car had already entered the mountain road. The mountain wind was howling. It was dark all around. Even the street lights were far away.

His face dropped, "Okay, I've fallen so hard that I can't even stand up. Where else do you want to go? Assistant Gao, lock the car door."

Gao Songqing raised his eyes and wandered between the two people in the rearview mirror, and responded hurriedly, "Okay, Mr. Mu."

"You!" Zhao Rou gritted her teeth and faced the man's threatening and cold eyebrows, but she had no choice but to huff and throw her face away.

If a good woman doesn't fight with a man, forget it.

At worst, just cover your eyes and ears to stop seeing and hearing.

Seeing Zhao Rou's expression of wanting to be angry but unable to do so, Mu Zhou's mood improved for no apparent reason. It was like a cloudy weather turning sunny, and he felt much happier in the blink of an eye.

The car stopped at the door of the Xiao family's old house.

Xiao Xinyun and Li De were already waiting at the door.

"Mu Zhou, is there a traffic jam? Why are you half an hour late..."

Xiao Xinyun walked to the car door with a smile on her face and noticed that the back door was not open. When she looked inside, she saw Zhao Rou sitting with Mu Zhou in the back row, and her smile suddenly froze.

"Well, I'm delayed by something. You can sit in the front."

Mu Zhou said to Xiao Xinyun.

Xiao Xinyun's frozen face almost collapsed.

This time it was Zhao Rou's turn to be stunned.

She turned her head and looked over Mu Zhou's shoulder at Xiao Xinyun under the car. She met the unwilling look she gave her, but it was fleeting and almost impossible to catch.

Zhao Rou thought Mu Zhou would let her make room for Xiao Xinyun.

After a while, Xiao Xinyun smiled softly, but her voice was a little dull, "Okay."

Xiao Xinyun was sitting in the passenger seat, diagonally across from Zhao Rou.

To be honest, Zhao Rou felt a little bit on pins and needles.

It was nothing. An underground lover and a scandal target were sitting in his car at the same time. Mu Zhou felt at ease and had such a strong psychological quality. (End of chapter)

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