One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Hearing Ruan Bai's name, Mu Shaoling's expression darkened.

Dong Zijun on the side was slightly surprised, and scolded with a straight face: "You have to be responsible for your words and deeds!"

"I can guarantee that everything I just said is true. I have a recording, and I will record it every time I talk to your wife!" Reporter Zhang looked at Mu Shaoling, speaking sincerely.

Fortunately, he has the habit of recording. Every time he talks to Ruan Bai, he will record it. Now his only hope is to confess Ruan Bai and prove that he was ordered by someone.

Dong Zijun gulped down his saliva after listening to Reporter Zhang's words. Now he dared not speak. If there were really recordings, it would not be as simple as framing.

"Take out the recording." Mu Shaoling folded his legs together, leaning against the sofa, with a gloomy expression.

"It's in my cell phone." Reporter Zhang quickly fished out his pockets before remembering to change his pants. He said, "My cell phone is in the car."

"Go and get it." Mu Shaoling ordered in a calm voice.

"Yes." A bodyguard nodded, went downstairs immediately, found reporter Zhang's changed pants in the car, took out his mobile phone and brought them up.

The phone was placed on the coffee table, but Mu Shaoling didn't move, and said, "Recording."

Reporter Zhang immediately grabbed the phone, found the recording file with trembling hands, and when he was about to open it, he asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, do you want to play it?"

Mu Shaoling raised his eyes and glanced at Dong Zijun.

The other party received the signal, understood what it meant, and made a gesture for the bodyguard to step back.

Several bodyguards in the apartment retreated to the door, and then closed the door.

"Let go." Mu Shaoling ordered.

Reporter Zhang didn't hesitate at this moment, and immediately pressed the play button, then put it on the coffee table, and the recording of him and Ruan Bai was played completely.

Ruan Bai's vocal cords were damaged, so his voice had a characteristic, and Mu Shaoling could hear it right away.

Dong Zijun's expression changed. It seemed that Ruan Bai had something to do with this matter. He reminded in a low voice, "Boss, the recording may be forged."

"I didn't forge it. If I had this technology, would I be found by you, let alone someone to protect me?" Reporter Zhang immediately retorted. Anyway, he is dead now, and he will drag someone to be the bottom of the list.

Mu Shaoling's eyes froze, "Who is protecting you?"

"A ferocious man, I don't know his name." Reporter Zhang wondered, it's okay to be aggressive at ordinary times, but at critical times, people don't know where they are going, and what kind of protection are they talking about, "By the way, it's Ruan Bai, Ruan Bai gave The person who arranged it, if you are curious about who protected me, just ask her."

The moment Mu Shaoling stood up, he picked up the phone on the coffee table.

Watching him go out, Reporter Zhang sighed, "Mr. Mu, I'm telling the truth. If your wife didn't instigate me to do this, I wouldn't dare to do this. Just let me go."

Without saying a word, Mu Shaoling opened the door and walked out.

Seeing this, Dong Zijun also walked out.

Mu Shaoling told the bodyguard outside the door, "Look, don't let him run away."

"Yes!" The bodyguard replied, understanding what he meant.

Dong Zijun followed behind him. He didn't dare to express his opinion when something like that happened just now, so he had to follow silently.

"Get someone to check to see if the recording is synthesized." Mu Shaoling handed over the phone.

"Yes." Dong Zijun rubbed his nose and sighed silently. If the recording was real, there might be another storm in the Mu family.

He didn't expect that Ruan Bai, as Mu Shaoling's wife, would arrange such a play. Was this to frame Nian Mu?

But Mu Shaoling won't get any benefit from her doing so.

The more Dong Zijun thought about it, the more he felt that Ruan Bai's thoughts were terrifying. This amnesiac woman seemed to be a different person, and her methods were comparable to Bai Zhen's.

Thinking of Bai Zhen, he naturally thought of Zhou Xiaosu and Da Zhou Xiaozhou, and followed Mu Shaoling all the way downstairs. When he was thinking about whether to stay and help Mu Shaoling, he heard him say: "First Let's go back."

"Yes!" Dong Zijun stood aside and watched him drive away before he drove to Zhou Xiaosu's residence.

Glancing at the time, he realized that it was late and the child must be asleep, so he lowered the sound of the door opening.

Pushing open the door and walking in, I found that Zhou Xiaosu was still sitting in the living room, the TV was on, but it was turned off almost silently, is she watching TV?

"Xiao Su." Seeing that she was still waiting for him, Dong Zijun felt warm in his heart.

When Zhou Xiaosu heard the sound, he raised his eyes, then retracted them lightly, and said, "I'm back."

Her voice was very soft, for fear of waking up Xiao Zhou who was already asleep.

"Well, I just finished dealing with things." Dong Zijun took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger. He has almost moved in now.

The reason for saying almost is because Zhou Xiaosu insisted on sleeping in a separate bedroom from him.

"There is still some soup in the kitchen, which Da Zhou left for you. If you want to drink, you can serve it yourself." Zhou Xiaosu rubbed her eyes. After finishing her work, she stared at the TV for a long time. Now her eyes are extremely tired. .

"Okay." Dong Zijun's heart warmed, and he didn't break her words.

This Tang Mingming was left for herself by her, so it must be said that it was left for him by her daughter.

Zhou Xiaosu's duplicity, in Dong Zijun's eyes, can be regarded as a kind of cuteness.

Dong Zijun walked into the kitchen and came out with soup from the microwave oven. He wanted to sit next to Zhou Xiaosu, but found a computer beside her.

He put the soup on the coffee table, and then put the computer on the coffee table, while he sat beside her, clinging to her.

"Go away, sitting so close, it's crowded." Zhou Xiaosu frowned and pushed him deliberately.

She didn't use too much strength, Dong Zijun didn't move at all, he picked up the soup bowl with a smile, took a sip, and sighed: "Today's soup is delicious."

"Auntie made it." Zhou Xiaosu held the remote control in his hand and turned the stage attentively.

Dong Zijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I can drink the soup you cook."

He is familiar with everything about her, including the smell of cooking and soup, and he can taste it even with his eyes closed.

Zhou Xiaosu wasn't angry when he told her the truth, but his face flushed a little.

She changed the subject, "Why did you work overtime so late today?"

Since Ruan Bai lost his memory, Mu Shaoling basically took his work home and never worked overtime, and his personal assistant also didn't have to work overtime.

Today was an exception, he didn't say hello in advance, saying that he was entertaining, and he came back so late, something should have happened.

"The boss's people have found the reporter who released the news." Dong Zijun said, and he didn't mind telling her the matter, because Zhou Xiaosu's mouth was tight, and she knew what to say and what not to say, so he was very relieved.