Mr.CEO's Priceless Ex-wife

Qiao Xiaoxiao felt mu Zehao's heavy and even breathing sound. His arm was always on Qiao Xiaoxiao's waist. Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't feel panic. Instead, he was surprisingly sober. With mu Zehao's breathing sound, Qiao Xiaoxiao sorted out what had happened in recent days.

She dares to conclude that the real mu Zehao should be controlled by them. The man next to him must have an accomplice. Is it the troupe leader?

Qiao Xiaoxiao slowly let go of Mu Zehao's arm. She felt disgusted and rubbed her clothes. Watching everything familiar in the room gradually become distant, separated from her life, it almost became ethereal. A drowning created a conspiracy.

When the sky gradually turned white, Qiao Xiaoxiao fell asleep tired. The sky in the early morning was the quietest. The sun had not risen and people had not woken up.

In a trance, Qiao Xiaoxiao heard the sound of singing, babbling and intermittent. She didn't know whether it was a dream or a reality. Her brain was in a chaotic state.

About a few minutes later, the sound continued to appear. Qiao Xiaoxiao opened his eyes and turned his head to see mu Zehao's position. There was no one. The sound was far and near, but Qiao Xiaoxiao was sure that the owner of the sound was already at home.

She got up, got out of bed and walked out of the room barefoot. Without the sound insulation of the door, Qiao Xiaoxiao heard more clearly. Isn't this the voice of the troupe leader?

On that day, she went through the corridor to the river and followed the voice to find the place where the troupe leader practiced his voice. It was also this tone. She could not remember it wrong.

She unconsciously accelerated her pace and saw a man standing on the balcony wearing the home clothes mu Zehao usually wears at home. Qiao Xiaoxiao lost his mind and always felt that the troupe leader was in the room.

Mu Zehao felt someone behind him. Looking back vigilantly, Qiao Xiaoxiao stood behind him.

"You're up." Mu Zehao straightened his voice.

Qiao Xiaoxiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "well, you got up so early."

"Used to it." Mu Zehao subconsciously jumped out a sentence, which made Qiao Xiaoxiao more confused. On second thought, anyway, Qiao Xiaoxiao knew he was not the real mu Zehao, so he didn't explain much.

"I heard something just now?" Qiao Xiaoxiao approached calmly and stared at mu Zehao's clothes. He had the same appearance and almost the same body shape, but this feeling was irreplaceable.

Mu Zehao stretched out his hand and teased Qiao Xiaoxiao's messy hair, "Oh, what sound?"

"The sound of singing." Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't move either, let mu Zehao play with him.

Mu Zehao smiled, but his voice was like the cold ice in the winter, "then you must have heard wrong."

Qiao Xiaoxiao lowered his head, bit his lips and replied, "maybe."

The room was very quiet. Mu Zehao looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao. He didn't know what he was planning. He always thought Qiao Xiaoxiao would be his loophole.

Then came a buzzing sound, low and intermittent, a thin, faint bell. Mu Zehao turned around and put two mobile phones on the balcony. One of them was Qiao Xiaoxiao's.

"Your phone is ringing." Mu Zehao picked it up and took a look at the caller ID. it was Mu Jingjing who called. He frowned, but handed back his mobile phone to Qiao Xiaoxiao.

Qiao Xiaoxiao's heart banged straight. She was not sure whether mu Zehao doubted herself and Mu Jingjing. She stopped mu Zehao and made a gesture to let her answer the phone. Then she pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Jingjing."

"Oh, you finally answered the phone. Are you free today? Accompany me to the hair salon to do my hair! " Mu Jingjing pretends to ask Qiao Xiaoxiao out. In fact, she is to ensure whether Qiao Xiaoxiao is safe.

Qiao Xiaoxiao glanced at mu Zehao and answered boldly, "OK, see you later."

Hang up the phone. Qiao Xiaoxiao knowingly returns the phone to Mu Zehao. His face is a little angry. It seems that he doesn't want Qiao Xiaoxiao to have too much contact with people outside.

"I'll change my clothes." Qiao Xiaoxiao wanted to escape from such a lonely time. He was too flustered.

"Wait." Mu Zehao walked up to Qiao Xiaoxiao and was very close to her. Qiao Xiaoxiao could feel the oppression from her head. She couldn't be afraid.

"I'll see you off later."

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Remember what I told you. You should know what to say and what not to say, otherwise you won't be the only one hurt." Mu Zehao's words word by word frightened Qiao Xiaoxiao. She deeply understood that she could not implicate others, but how could she save mu Zehao by herself.

"I see."

Qiao Xiaoxiao moved his mouth. The morning breeze blew in through the crack in the window, which made Qiao Xiaoxiao's face itchy.

"Good. Go and change." Mu Zehao is very satisfied with Qiao Xiaoxiao's attitude. She listens to him like a puppet. So far, she can only do so.

Mu Zehao personally drove Qiao Xiaoxiao to the agreed hair salon. As soon as he entered, he saw Mu Jingjing waiting for them.

"Oh! I've been waiting for you for a long time. " Mu Jingjing puts down her magazine and sees Qiao Xiaoxiao winking at her. It turns out that mu Zehao is preparing to come in at the door.

"Can you two not be so affectionate? I'll be a hairdresser. I can't separate you." Mu Jingjing stood up and took Qiao Xiaoxiao's arm. "I like some new colors. Please help me."

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded and picked up the magazine in Mu Jingjing's hand. It was the latest popular hairstyle and color. She tried not to be seen as guilty by mu Zehao.

Mu Jingjing glanced at mu Zehao and found him pestling at the door like a fast wood. He kept looking at the situation in the house and seemed to be monitoring them.

"Brother, why don't you come in and sit down." Mu Jingjing stood at the door and greeted mu Zehao to come in.

Mu Zehao looked at the situation in the house. They were all female customers. He was a big man and didn't want to go in. "No, I'll wait for you here."

"Oh, it takes a lot of time to do this hair. It takes several points to do it. Why don't you go back first and call you when we're almost finished." Mu Jingjing wants to take mu Zehao away and give Qiao Xiaoxiao and her some time so that she can understand the specific situation.

Mu Zehao waved his hand, "no, it's all right to go back anyway."

Mu Jingjing patted mu Zehao on the shoulder, like a close brother and sister, "it's not like you. You used to be a workaholic. Why don't you go to the company recently? You feel like a different person after you come back from the ancient town."

Mu Zehao's body was stiff and his facial expression was unnatural. "I'm not feeling well recently. I'm going to rest for a few days and go back."

Qiao Xiaoxiao was very worried. It was obvious that Mu Jingjing was trying to test mu Zehao's bottom line again. She didn't want Mu Jingjing to ask any more, so as not to get burned, but how should she speak.

"Jingjing, I've chosen it. What do you think of this?" Qiao Xiaoxiao stood up and interrupted their conversation.

Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't intend to have her hair done. No matter what the barber said, she didn't hear it. Even if the barber had tried his best to spend money on Qiao Xiaoxiao's hair, she just asked the barber to trim her hair a little.

It was Mu Jingjing who came here by herself. She cried and wanted to do a full set of tricks, but mu Zehao kept staring at them. They could only nag some family leaders to dispel mu Zehao's doubts.

But once there is doubt in his heart, mu Zehao will never let go of anyone who may destroy his plan so easily.

He took out his cell phone and seemed to be typing. His complicated expression made Qiao Xiaoxiao unable to guess what he wanted to do next.

At about noon, mu Zehao was impatient and urged Qiao Xiaoxiao to leave. Qiao Xiaoxiao didn't notice anything wrong. To be honest, he had been waiting outside for a long time. In addition, Qiao Xiaoxiao knew that he would never let himself stay alone with Mu Jingjing, so he said goodbye to Mu Jingjing and followed mu Zehao back home.

In the evening, Qiao Xiaoxiao's phone rang again. Mu Zehao handed her her mobile phone again. It was Jiang Yiming who called. What happened to Mu Jingjing?

"Hello?" As soon as Qiao Xiaoxiao uttered a word, he heard the anxious voice on the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Xiao, is Jingjing with you?" Jiang Yiming wiped the sweat on his forehead. After he came home from work, he waited left and right and didn't see Mu Jingjing come back. I remember she said to have her hair done with Qiao Xiaoxiao in the morning. He didn't think much, but he didn't come back now and didn't answer the phone.

"No." Qiao Xiaoxiao glanced at mu Zehao and felt a little uneasy.

"Where's Jingjing? I didn't answer the phone. I didn't see anyone just looking for her in the hair salon." Jiang Yiming was upset and his speaking speed increased a lot.

"Don't worry, I'll help you find it." Qiao Xiaoxiao hung up and immediately dialed Mu Jingjing. No one answered.

She glanced at mu Zehao and seemed to see him smiling proudly.

"Mu Zehao, did you kidnap Mu Jingjing?" She held her breath for so long that she couldn't stop him from doing it again.

"She's my sister. How could I kidnap her?" Mu Zehao took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator. It seems that everything in the family is his. He is mu Zehao.

"Come on." Qiao Xiaoxiao stepped forward and blocked him in the corner. "Mu Jingjing can't disappear by yourself. You must be guilty of being a thief. You're afraid she'll kidnap her when she finds out."

"This leg is long on her own. Why is it missing? She asked me for someone." Mu Zehao pretended not to know and leaned against the wall with an indifferent attitude.

"Obviously you were afraid that she knew she was not mu Zehao, so you started on her." Qiao Xiaoxiao was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. The real mu Zehao was not found, and Mu Jingjing disappeared with him.

Mu Zehao pushed Qiao Xiaoxiao away and prepared to go back to his room, "whatever you say."

"Stop! If you don't hand over Mu Jingjing, I'll call the police." Qiao Xiaoxiao still has the mobile phone mu Zehao gave her just now.

Mu Zehao stopped at once, showed his cruel eyes, turned around and grabbed Qiao Xiaoxiao's mobile phone. He picked Qiao Xiaoxiao up and tied him up on the chair in the study.

"Let go of me, you bastard." Qiao Xiaoxiao yelled, "who are you and what do you want to do?"

Mu Zehao stood in front of Qiao Xiaoxiao and looked at her without any resistance. He pulled his hand on his face and revealed his true face.

"Sure enough, it's you." Qiao Xiaoxiao suspected that he was the troupe leader early in the morning.

The troupe leader said with a ferocious face, "what if it's me? I'm still playing with applause."

"Bah!" Qiao Xiaoxiao spit.

The troupe leader angrily sealed Qiao Xiaoxiao's mouth with tape and threatened to say, "if you want mu Zehao to be safe, please cooperate with me in acting, otherwise you will never see him."

Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at the vicious eyes of the troupe leader, like a regional hound. She nodded in fear and didn't want him to hurt mu Zehao.

"Very good, but I still don't trust you. Just tie it like this." The troupe leader said as he walked out, and then locked the door heavily.