Her Unscrupulous CEO

At the moment, Zhuang wennuan's mood collapsed to the extreme. She was trembling and weak. When the man patted her on the shoulder, she closed her eyes and threw her head into the chest of the man around her.

Joe muzer was shocked and looked at the trembling and delicate girl in his arms. His hand stayed in the air. For a long time, he fell down and patted her.

He took the opportunity to look down on the photo, carefully read the police report, combined with the one in his hand, to see if there was anything wrong.

Zhuang wennuan really couldn't control her inner sadness. The reproduced photos were the cruelest memories for her.

Joe muzer's eyes suddenly fell on a sentence, which said, "both the husband and wife's mobile phones are on the desktop. One of the mobile phones fell and the screen was broken, and the two mobile phones didn't leave any information."

The police also draw a circle of doubt. A perfect family, a couple with children, can't have a mobile phone in front of them, but they don't even pull out a phone, and don't even leave a word to their living daughter and family.

Moreover, why is the mobile phone screen broken?

In the photo, two mobile phones were placed on the sofa table at the same time, and the broken one obviously fell.

There was a strong doubt in Joe muzer's heart. He even suspected that the mobile phone had been dropped before their accident. Otherwise, as the manager of Zhuang Yanming's headquarters company, he could have the hotel waiter send it for him to repair.

This is a doubtful point.

At this time, he felt that the girl in his arms sat up straight. He stretched out his hand and closed the report. Zhuang wennuan looked at the report. She couldn't understand a lot. Therefore, even if she was asked to study at the moment, she couldn't understand it.

"There is nothing suspicious about this report. Where were you on the day of your parents' accident?" Joe muzer asked her calmly.

Zhuang wennuan's tears are still in the corner of his eyes, but he is a little strong.

"I... I fainted outside the school... When I woke up, I was in the hospital." Zhuang wennuan remembered that day, when she was a junior in senior high school, she did exercises in the milk tea shop next to the school. After she drank a cup of milk tea, she became dizzy.

When she woke up, she was already in the hospital. Her classmates found that she fainted. There was a milk tea shop and sent her to the hospital.

Joe muzer asked in a deep voice, "how long have you been dizzy?"

"Three hours." Zhuang wennuan's doctor concluded at that time that she was under great pressure to study, which led to her ischemic fainting.

"Do you know nothing about what happened in those three hours?"

"I..." Zhuang wennuan only remembered what happened that day, but she didn't remember what happened after fainting. She shook her head, "I don't remember."

Qiao Muze frowned and thought about some problems in his mind. Zhuang wennuan fainted for three hours on the day of his parents' accident. What happened to her in those three hours?

Could it have something to do with her parents' death? All this, just speculation, has not been answered.

After returning from the police station, the two returned to the hotel. Zhuang wennuan was tired and tired because she thought the paparazzi had found the car on the road.

When she entered the elevator, she put on her mask. Joe muzer stood beside her and looked at her self-protection. There were no assistants and staff around her.

If there are paparazzi around, then her safety is still difficult to ensure.

"I have a guest room in my room. If you don't mind, you can move in," Joe muzer said as she got out of the elevator.

Zhuang wennuan was stunned and turned to look at him. Qiao Muze's eyes closed in the elevator, like two ice springs, straight through the hearts of the people.

Zhuang wennuan's heart is also very complex. Her feelings for this man make her unable to tell whether he is good or bad.

However, she was grateful for what he did. Anyway, she could feel that he was not a bad man by nature.

Zhuang wennuan walks to the door of the room. She can't help looking at the opposite door. Her heartstrings are tightly raised. Are the two men opposite the paparazzi?

Zhuang wennuan closes the door. Even with the protection of a door, it is not enough for her.

She felt a pair of eyes staring at her, which made her very uneasy.

There is no new progress in her parents' case, and she has recruited paparazzi. What she will do in the future, these two people will follow her!

They live across the street. She goes in and out. They can know that there are no staff and assistants around her.

Zhuang wennuan bit her lip. She still felt that safety was the most important. She immediately packed her suitcase. She felt that she should go to Qiao muzer's room for a few days.

At least his room is safer. Zhuang wennuan goes out with her suitcase and comes to the elevator. She presses the number on the eighth floor.

Joe muzer returned to the room. He was sitting on the sofa like a piece of sculpture, thinking about some problems. At the moment, there was a blurred line in his mind, crisscrossed and connected, but it was not clear enough.

He hasn't found a key point yet. He thinks that if he can find this point, the whole context may be clear.

Just as he was meditating, the doorbell interrupted him. He glanced at the door and had a hunch that Zhuang wennuan was coming.

He went to the door and opened it. Sure enough, there was a girl packing her suitcase outside the door.

Zhuang wennuan blinked, "sorry to bother you. There are two men opposite me. I'm afraid they are paparazzi, so..."

Before she finished, the man turned sideways and said, "come in!"

Zhuang wennuan bit her lip and dragged her suitcase in.

Jomuzer pointed the direction of the guest room. "Your room is there."

Zhuang wennuan dragged the box in. She came out, propped her chin on the sofa and said to the thinking man, "I may disturb you for a few days. I will continue to pay the room fee."

Qiao Muze looked up and said, "how many days do you want to stay?"

Zhuang wennuan was also a little confused. She shook her head, "I don't know yet."

She just wants to stay here a few more days.

Joe muzer said to her, "come here, I have a few questions for you."

Zhuang wennuan sat quietly opposite him.

Joe muzer asked directly, "do you have any information about your father's previous work in your family?"

Zhuang wennuan immediately raised his head in surprise, "why do you ask?"

"Do you still doubt me?" a sneer flashed in Joe muzer's eyes.

Zhuang wennuan looked at the man. She didn't know whether it was worth trusting.

"Forget it." Joe muzer found that he was really free. What truth did he come to help her find?

"And... There are some that my grandmother took away. I didn't touch them and couldn't understand them." Zhuang wennuan didn't know why. Suddenly, in a few seconds, he chose to believe him.

Joe muzer saw that she was finally willing to say. The laziness in his eyes immediately became a bit serious.

"When you return home this time, show me."

"Are you really helping me?" Zhuang wennuan asked. She just wanted to find some sense of security.

"Why?" she added.

Joe muzer looked at her clear and anxious eyes. He didn't want to hide her, "when I was young, I had contact with your father. He was an elder in my eyes. I called him uncle Zhuang."

Zhuang wennuan stared slightly. He couldn't believe he had seen his father? Still in contact?

"Really?"

"Your father is a good man, I know, and I believe he will not commit suicide, let alone take your mother to commit suicide. There must be other reasons."

Joe Muze didn't say more about Zhuang Yanming's proud mention of a talented daughter in music in front of him, but his tone has explained that he respects Zhuang Yanming.

Zhuang wennuan inexplicably believed his words. For so long, she has regarded his company as the murderer who killed her parents, and even regarded him as the object of prosecution.

But at the moment, the man is helping her find the truth of her parents' death. Zhuang wennuan bit her lips and imagined her strong hatred for him over the past three years. She felt sorry.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you all the time." Zhuang wennuan raised his eyes and apologized to him. Joe muzer didn't expect her to apologize. He didn't think so. "You don't have to apologize to me. Even if I didn't cause your parents' death, it must be related to the project of our company."