Forced Love: CEO's Obedient Sweetheart

Mu Tianling's voice, like an endless snake, strangled helianzi's throat. When he hung up the phone, he was already in a cold sweat. He shouldn't have fallen to Mu Shaoyang's camp for a piece of ill gotten gains, which led to problems in working for the eldest young master.

He Lianzi put down the wine he was drinking, walked out of the noisy bar, and then called Mu Shaoyang, "Hello, the second young master, the eldest young master has found out that it's fake again. Let me send him a picture."

Mu Shaoyang is still worried about Du Ruoxi's affairs. Hearing the words, he roared, "you're a fool, won't you take a fake photo to perfunctorize him? I'll teach you everything. Do you have any brains? "

"Yes, yes, I know. I'll do it now." Helianzi even nodded, regardless of whether the other side can see, for him, Mu Tianling can't offend, then Mu Shaoyang can't offend.

In the middle of the night, Mu Tianling sat in front of the window with half rolled curtains and looked down. There is transparent moonlight outside the screen window, which is mixed with orange light. Mu Tianling's tall back is half cool and half warm. His beautiful face is dazzling.

Mu Tianling seldom suffers from insomnia and has regular rest time. Usually, he hasn't slept so late, which should be an urgent matter to deal with. He was aware of the subtleties of things, such as a broken branch on the road on the day of the storm, and then he went to the Hasan Hotel, and then someone moved in his study. If it wasn't for luck that day, he would have gone to the hospital instead of the hotel?

The screen of Baolan mobile phone vibrated for a moment, and a multimedia message was sent. Mu Tianling opened it and saw the picture. Although the picture was fuzzy, the fracture was uneven, and it was obviously not deliberately sawn off.

No way. The wind on that night is absolutely not so harmful. Usually, trees can be broken only when the wind is above the eight pole wind, while the weather forecast broadcast only five poles.

Mu Tianling closes his mobile phone and tells him with keen intuition that someone is making a fake, so this helianzi can't be used. It is a pity that his right-hand assistants are distributed in other useful places, but few people are used in Mu's manor.

"Young master, have you not rested yet?" The door was pushed open a crack, and the voice of Zhao Ma came in.

Mu Tianling turns around and sees a pile of clothes in the hands of the servant. Her eyes suddenly change from profound to confused. Zhao Ma reacted, a little annoyed that she talked too much, and quickly explained, "this is Miss Du's, I'll send it to her."

"No, the clothes are here. Go down." Mu Tianling watched Zhao's mother walk away before driving her wheelchair into Du Ruoxi's room.

The door switches were modified by Mu Tianling with electronic locks, so there was no barrier to enter. There was only a dim light beside the bed. Du Ruoxi was lying on the bed in silk pajamas, for his greedy, white arms were outside, and his small face was sweet and quiet, and his small nose gave out a slight breath.

Seeing Du Ruoxi's lovely sleeping appearance, Mu Tianling's hard heart instantly becomes soft. On the first night, he covered her with a quilt. This time, he was still so insecure.

Mu Tianling's hand just stretched out, but Du Ruoxi, who was sleeping soundly, wakes up without warning. She opens her eyes and sees Mu Tianling in her room. She covers her body with her hands and covers her body with a quilt. She says in a panic, "how dare you, a whore, come into my room and peep at me!"