The Shadow Lover Of The President

That is to say, but Duan Yutang doesn't want to go now. She has been holding the contract for mu Zheng and Shen Yifan.

However, in the present situation, he couldn't help thinking about it, or he sorted it out and left the door in a hurry.

"Hello, it's me."

Listen to the familiar voice, Mu Zheng some surprise, a moment on the hand of the tablet is about to throw out.

"Well, I am."

Such a simple answer, but let Duan Yutang feel at ease a lot, subconsciously want to tell all these things, but in a flash, feel wrong.

"I want to ask you for help." Duan Yutang said politely, but mu Zheng was stunned.

Just now, he thought that she could finally put down her own sincerity.

"Say it."

"I want to ask you about Ming Hao and Jiang Ze."

Duan Yutang said the embarrassment, although her heart is not believe, but said it is always a little embarrassed.

Hearing her say so, Mu Zheng laughed for a moment. The corners of his lips rose, nodded and said with a smile, "OK, I know. I have news. I'll tell you."

"Well, that's it. Thank you."

"Well, good."

After that, Mu Zheng plans to take down the phone, but Duan Yutang has not hung up, so his action stops.

There was silence between the two people, but it made Mu Zheng feel quiet and comfortable.

"You, don't be too tired."

With that, Duan Yutang quickly hung up the phone.

The beep of the mobile phone makes Mu Zheng stupefied. Then, before hanging up, Duan Yutang said that the laughter could not stop.

"Boss, this is Li Zhi's activity record yesterday. Please have a look."

Looking at the text message inside the mobile phone, Mu Zheng quickly opened the email, only to see an email with a special symbol on it, lying quietly inside.

Holding the mouse, Mu Zheng points in and carefully looks at the late mail.

Mu Zheng looked carefully, even a word did not let go.

"Nine five, in the bar?"

Seeing this news, Mu Zheng's intuition is something wrong. After a closer look, he finds that the name of the bar mentioned above is very familiar.

"Was he there that day? Then the matter of Minghao and Jiang Ze must have something to do with him. "

Looking at it, Mu Zheng's face was cold, and his hands were tightly held together. He felt that he had given Li Zhi too much space, which made him so arrogant that he even calculated on the people around him.

"Let me check if this matter of Jiang Ze has anything to do with him."

Just a few minutes after the text message was sent, the mobile phone had an echo.

"No, he has alibi."

Taking a few deep breaths, Mu Zheng casually put the mobile phone on the table beside his hand, breathing heavily.

Now he has been basically certain that Li Zhi, as the backstage man, controlled the accident.

The feeling of irritability and Duan Yutang's words put pressure on Mu Zheng's body like hitting a mountain, leaving him helpless.

Without evidence, it is always difficult to make the best use of it.

After thinking about it, Mu Zheng sent a message to his mobile phone again.

On the Internet, this matter is also widely circulated.

They are a group of people who like to watch the opera. Naturally, they will not miss such a good play. However, after a while, this matter has been on a hot search, and it is still delayed.

Li Zhi frowned and looked at the screen displeasantly.

"Oh, they are all rich people, but the water army has invited a lot."

There is nothing wrong with Li Zhi's remarks. These people really know it is the water army at a glance. Trumpets are flying all over the sky in the comments.

Although the melon is big, it is not so delicious. Li Zhishen takes a deep breath, and his heart is full of irritability.

"Well, I didn't want to set off any storm, but now it's good to make a stir. I think they've been too busy with themselves."

Putting the flat panel aside at will, Li Zhili stood up from the sofa and looked down at the world below from his specially installed glass window. He only felt broad-minded, and a sudden domineering spirit also appeared in his body.

With a cold hum, Li Zhi looked at the position of Mu Zheng company, and his ambition was not concealed.

"What to do, my mother wants you and me to marry now!"

Sitting on the sofa, Minghao reaches for his head and frowns at Duan Yutang. His eyes are full of worry.

Hearing this, Duan Yutang could not say anything. He patted him on the back and comforted him softly, "Auntie, they are all for you."

After that, Duan Yutang swallowed his saliva. His face became serious. He looked at Minghao and asked in a sharp voice, "I'll ask you again. You really have nothing to do with Jiang Ze, do you?"At first sight of Duan Yutang, Minghao couldn't react for a moment. He blinked. Then he nodded and said, "yes, we really have nothing to do with each other."

Hearing this, Duan Yutang's heart was relieved, but once he thought of the forced marriage of the elders of the Ming family, his mood was once again silent.

Looking at Minghao's appearance, Duan Yutang only felt that he was a bit of a wishful thinking. On the one hand, she hoped that nothing would happen to Minghao, but on the other hand, she hoped that she would not marry Minghao.

However, Li Zhiyue, who was sitting in the chair, thought more and more wrong.

"This is just the beginning of the good play. How can it break up?"

Mu Zheng thought that this matter could be passed away. How could he know that it was getting more and more wrong. Instead of disappearing under the eyes of the people, Mu Zheng became more and more noticeable.

"Yes, I know. I'll do it."

After hanging up the phone, Minghao frowns and thinks impatiently that the assistant standing on one side looks at the past, reaches out his hand on the table and knocks it subconsciously. He says to the assistant anxiously, "you'll buy me a ring later. Forget it, I'll go by myself."

Thinking of Duan Yutang, Minghao's heart that he wanted to make do with it disappeared. He stood up from his chair and walked outside as he spoke.

The romantic scene makes Duan Yutang feel a little uneasy. He can even guess what will happen next. He looks at Minghao nervously, hoping that all the guesses in his mind will not appear.

"Marry me."

Looking at Minghao, who kneels on one knee and holds a ring box in his hand, Duan Yutang knows that he has guessed right. His smile on his face is also stiff.

Sitting on the chair, Duan Yutang slowly stood up, but did not take over the ring in Minghao's hand.

Understand why Minghao is doing this, but Duan Yutang has no way, she has no way to accept Minghao.