I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian arrived at the hotel and happened to meet The Wind Is Strange. He also received the message and was called here.

Mu Qingtian's scalp went numb again. Since The Wind Is Strange had received the message, it meant that someone else had received it. Sure enough, in the lobby of the hotel, they saw countless entertainment reporters.

As soon as Mu Qingtian appeared, the group of reporters surrounded him.

"Mr. Mu, someone reported that your sister and a strange man were in a hotel room. Are you here to catch them?"

"Mr. Mu, someone said your sister was having a night out. You were very angry when you heard that. Is that true?"

"Mr. Mu, is miss Mu Ruoliu here?"

"Mr. Mu, please answer..."

Mu Qingtian was really annoyed. He tried to get rid of the paparazzi as fast as he could. Just as he entered the elevator, he saw a reporter holding the elevator door and not letting the elevator open. He kept asking questions.

Mu Qingtian got angry and kicked the reporter out of the elevator.

The elevator door closed and quickly went up.

Mu Qingtian leaned against the corner and lowered his head, his face livid with iron.

Fatigue and uneasiness reached their limits at the same time. Mu Qingtian felt like he was going crazy.

The Wind Is Strange's eyes were also very red. However, he was a little better than mu Qingtian.

"Mu Boss, don't worry. Maybe there's something wrong with that message, maybe..."

"Du Manqing..."

Mu Qingtian spat out the name.

"Mu Boss, what do you mean?"

"Du Manqing, this has something to do with du manqing. It was she who was taking revenge on me. It was the same from beginning to end. Because I rejected her. So, she chose revenge. That's it!"

With a bang, Mu Qingtian pounded hard on the metal wall.

Although until now, there was nothing that could really be called evidence. But Du Manqing's suspicion was growing.

Mu Qingtian's cell phone suddenly rang.

The name displayed on the screen was Du Manqing.

Mu Qingtian answered the call and placed it in her ear, "Is that you? Du Manqing. You did everything."

"Hehe. Mu Qingtian, you know now. It's too late. Go and see your sister Mu Ruoliu. She looks really cute now. After reading it, you will never forget it."

The so-called deep love, hatred.

Du Manqing didn't know if she really loved Mu Qingtian. Or is it just jealousy? No other woman can get what she can't get.

"Tell me, where's Dyeing? Where's Dyeing?"

"I'll tell you when you see your sister."

With a ding dong, the elevator door opened.

Mu Ruoliu and The Wind Is Strange ran out, reached for a package, and opened the door. The door was not closed. That's it.

The room inside was a bedroom. Mu ruoyu was half-wrapped in a quilt and curled up in the corner of the wall, shivering and her face was covered with palm prints, which Du Manqing had just left behind.

Mu Qingtian walked in, but she didn't seem to see it at all. With her eyes wide open, yuan stared blankly at a place. The ground was a mess, full of torn banknotes, large and small pieces.

"Willow, what's wrong with you? Say something."

Mu Qingtian held Mu Ruoliu tightly in his arms and tears flowed silently.

"Brother, is that you?" Mu Ruoliu asked. Her eyes were ashen as if she could not see anything.

"Yeah. Willow, what's wrong with you? Yesterday you..."

"Brother, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Du Manqing is a bad woman."

Mu Ruoliu burst into tears and fell into Mu Qingtian's arms.

Mu Qingtian patted his sister on the back. What else can I say now? Can I blame her?

The phone rang again. It was du manqing.

"Have you seen your sister? Isn't she cute now? Oh. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I was the one who found the reporters downstairs. Think about how to talk to them later."

Mu Qingtian gritted his teeth and a few words popped out of his teeth, "Where's Dyeing?"

"Don't worry about her." Du Manqing chuckled. "She's definitely worse off than your sister. I promise."

Mu Qingtian's back was already cold.

How vicious Du Manqing was. She would definitely do what she said.

"Where's Dyeing?" Mu Qingtian asked mechanically.

"Ask Mu Ruoliu, who's next to you. She knew. I won't talk anymore. Good luck."

Hang up the phone.

Du manqing grew angry.

Now he finally got back at Mu Qingtian. Settle the old and new accounts together.

She was actually not far away at the elevator entrance. She called when she saw Mu Qingtian enter the room. Now, she took two steps back, stepped into the elevator and closed the doors. The elevator went all the way down. Soon, they reached the first floor. As they walked through the hall, they saw that the group of reporters were still gathered there, whispering about the scandal of the miss Mu family.

She was very satisfied.

Upstairs in the room.

Mu Qingtian shook Mu Ruoliu.

Willow, I know you're in pain right now, but you have to answer my question. Where is Dyeing? Where is she? Tell me."

Mu Ruoliu burst into tears.

"She killed sister-in-law."

Mu Qingtian felt as if his head had been struck by lightning.

The Wind Is Strange was at the door because it was really inconvenient for him to come in.

But it's no use not coming in now. Unable to care much, he barged in, held Mu Qingtian's shoulder and shook him hard.

"Mu Boss, calm down. Things are not desperate yet."

A word reminded Mu Qingtian.

"Yes, not to the point of despair. Where's Dyeing? Tell me, Willow."

Mu Ruoliu cried and told Mu Qingtian the address of the cabin on the hill.

Mu Qingtian stood up and said to feng yeqi, "Look after Willow first. I have to go."

"I understand. Mu Boss."

"By the way, it's not convenient for you to be a big man. We need to find a girl. Just look for..."

"I've already informed Luo Qianyu. It will be here soon." The Wind Is Strange answered.

Mu Qingtian patted his head, "Yes, she's the best. Okay. I have to go."

It was as if he was stepping on a fire and wind wheel and rushed out without stopping for a moment.

The car drove to the outskirts. It would take at least 20 minutes to get there from the hotel, but it was early morning and there were no cars on the road. The road was in good condition.

But mu Qingtian still felt that the speed was too slow. He wished the car could fly.

The impact marks on the rear of the car were obvious, and one of the wheels seemed to have gone wrong. I always feel bumpy when I drive.

Mu Qingtian couldn't care less.

Twenty minutes later, they reached their destination smoothly.

Mu Qingtian threw the car aside and ran straight up the hill.

He saw a cabin with the door open and there was no one inside.

Mu Qingtian rushed out again and shouted at the open mountain, "Dyeing, where are you? Dyeing, you answered me?!"

He shouted twice, but there was no response.

Mu Qingtian was desperate. He slumped to the ground, as if his bones had been removed.

Tears were streaming down her face.

The dam in my heart finally couldn't hold up.

"Dyeing, where are you?" He muttered in a low voice.

Just then, footsteps came from not far away. Mu Qingtian looked up and Yun Zhuran stood in front of him.