Her Unscrupulous CEO

Qiao Muze's eyes flashed a touch of surprise. Unexpectedly, she also came. She came here for the truth about her parents? What a coincidence. However, Joe muzer didn't intend to see her immediately. He and she didn't come together. He checked him, and she, let her find the truth by herself!

Jomuzer checked in and stopped the manager when he was about to leave. "Raymond, I have something to ask you."

Raymond immediately dropped his hands and looked at him respectfully, "excuse me, president."

"How much do you know about the incident that happened in room 6504 four years ago?" Joe muzer asked directly.

Raymond has been a manager here for nearly seven years, so he should know what happened four years ago.

Raymond's eyes flashed a heavy, "when we entered the room, we were all frightened. We dared not forget the picture all our life. They died too tragically."

"Did they really commit suicide?"

"We immediately called the police to check. There was indeed their wrist cutting weapon on the table. We investigated the video. No one entered their room, so they left." Raymond didn't dare to think about it now. Joe muzer tightened his eyebrows and listened to Raymond's answer. He felt that things were not so simple. He made an appointment to commit suicide or chose a hotel. What are their difficulties? "President, are you here for this matter? The police have closed the case, and we

A piece of information is also retained here. "

"Really? Run for me and see if you can take it out for me." Joe muzer ordered.

"OK! I'll go to the police station in a minute," said Raymond, leaving him to rest.

Zhuang wennuan comes out of the room. She is looking for an opportunity to ask why room 6504 is not reserved. She pretends to have friends and wants to live next door.

The front desk told her that 6504 was not open to the outside world, and Zhuang wennuan's heart was filled with grief. But when she asked again, the waiter just advised her to book another room. Zhuang wennuan had no choice but to go back to his room.

At the moment, as a tourist, she had no way to get close to the room where her father had an accident.

There was a man in her mind. She thought he should be able to help her. That's Joe muzer.

However, the father's accident is related to their company. How can she beg him?

Zhuang wennuan found that the waiters here were very reluctant to mention the room, so it was very difficult for her to find out what she wanted.

Unless Joe muzer comes forward and lets her into that room.

Zhuang wennuan just wants to find the truth. She bites her lip, takes out her mobile phone, dials LAN chunian's phone, and wants her to get Qiao muzer's mobile phone number from her big brother. LAN chunian received her call. Of course, she helped to fix it. She immediately obtained Joe muzer's private number from LAN Qianhao's mobile phone and sent it. Zhuang wennuan looked at the numbers. She sat on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel and puffed up

Courage pulled it out.

"Hello." a cool male voice sounded at that end.

It was jomuzer's voice.

"I'm Zhuang wennuan. I want to ask you for help." Zhuang wennuan said directly.

The man at that end seemed surprised for a few seconds before he asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"I'm in the hotel where my parents had an accident. Can you ask your employees to give me a room card and let me go into the room where they had an accident?" Zhuang wennuan's voice pleaded.

But there must be a request for him.

The end was silent for three seconds. "The room is stuck with me. Come up to me."

"Er?" Zhuang wennuan immediately froze. "I'm in C country."

"I'm in this hotel, too. My room number is 8888." the man hung up in a low voice.

Zhuang wennuan stared. Is he here, too?

Her breathing was a little short at once. Why was he here? How could he hold the room card of this room?

Zhuang wennuan immediately got up from the sofa and went straight to the direction of the elevator. She pressed the number of the eighth floor. She was wrapped around her arm, as if she was nervous.

Does his presence here mean he's doing something? Also investigating parents' cases? Or hiding something?

Zhuang wennuan came to the door of the four eight rooms. She rang the doorbell. After a while, the door opened from behind. Qiao muzer stood behind the door in a white shirt, showing a noble atmosphere.

Zhuang wennuan breathed slightly and asked directly, "Why are you here?"

"This is my hotel," Joe Muse reminded her. His hotel, he's here. It's no surprise.

Zhuang wennuan choked and asked him, "can you give me the door card? I'm going to have a look now."

"I'll go with you," said jomuzer, closing the door and coming out.

Zhuang wennuan immediately became nervous. "No, I'll go down by myself."

"Zhuang wennuan, don't be hostile to me. I'm not doing anything. I'm here to investigate the truth with you." Qiao Muze frowned and his voice was low and determined.

Zhuang wennuan doesn't believe him, but that his identity is too sensitive. Besides, she really can't believe him.

In Zhuang wennuan's eyes, distrust flickered.

Joe muzer ignored it and said, "if you want to go, keep up. If you don't want to go, forget it."

With that, he went straight to the direction of the elevator. Behind him, where can Zhuang wennuan not keep up?

This is her rare chance to go to that room. She won't miss it.

Qiao Muze stood at the door of room 6504 with her. When Zhuang wennuan watched him brush the door open, her eyes immediately turned red and tears swirled in her eyes.

She didn't have a chance to pick up her parents' bodies. The last thing she saw was them who returned home by air. Therefore, standing in this room, she seemed to feel the sadness of her parents' departure.

The room is very clean. The carpets and sofas stained with blood in those years are new. However, it hasn't been opened for a long time, and there is still a damp smell.

Zhuang wennuan looked at the sofa. Her tears rolled down unexpectedly. She walked in front of the sofa, leaned down and stroked it gently, as if she could still feel the breath of her parents.

Joe muzer looked up at the room and heard the sobs behind him. He was slightly stunned, and saw the girl lying on the sofa crying into tears.

He used to take a clean handkerchief with him. At this moment, he took it out of his pocket, went to the girl on the sofa and reached out to her.

Zhuang wennuan's tears were like water bridles. This was her most painful moment in recent years. Kneeling where her parents left, she felt the sadness of that year.

She didn't answer. She fell on the sofa and cried.

Joe muzer's hand waited for a few seconds. He took back his handkerchief and his kindness to her.

Joe muzer didn't leave. He stood on the balcony and waited for the girl in front of the sofa to cry enough.

Zhuang wennuan cried for nearly ten minutes before she sobbed, blinked and looked at the room. The blurred vision made her try hard to wipe her red and swollen eyes. The more she wiped, the more swollen and blurred she became.

Joe muzer came in and looked at her swollen red eyes. He slightly twisted his eyebrows and said, "do you want to see it?"

"Can I stay for a while?" Zhuang wennuan wants to stay alone for a while.

Joe Muse thought, but refused, "No."

He must be here. If she is too sad and can't think of anything, he doesn't want to pay the responsibility.

Zhuang wennuan raised his head and stared at him with some resentment, "why not?"

"Zhuang wennuan, this is my hotel. I have the right." Qiao muzer can only press her with her identity.

Zhuang wennuan bit her red lips. At the moment, she really hates him. She just needs a quiet time to miss her parents. She doesn't want him here. Why is he so ruthless?

Zhuang wennuan knelt in front of the sofa and let her eyes full of tears continue to cry. She closed her eyes and tears rolled down like beads.

Joe muzer stood next to her. His eyes looked at her long wet eyelashes and tears were like beads. At this moment, she was weak and really distressing.

His heart pulled slightly, and he still said, "don't be too sad. Even if your parents know you're coming, they also hope you can find out the truth, rather than just depressed."

Zhuang wennuan sniffed and looked at him with tears. "Do you believe they committed suicide?"

Joe muzer looked at her and didn't want to panic, "I don't believe it."

Zhuang wennuan was stunned and his tears stopped. "Do you think they were killed by others?" "I don't think so until there is no evidence." Qiao Muze said to her, "if you really want to find the truth, follow me. I'm here to help you."