The police went to the company to talk to Wei Mingchan and understand the situation.

The police came and went in just a few dozen minutes, and the company was a hotbed of rumors.

Wei Mingchan called Mu Jiang angrily, she thought that she had offended too many people in peace, and now she was retributed. then took the opportunity to frame her, and also hinted that Mu Jiang was going to do it as soon as possible.

Where did Mu Jiang use Wei Mingchan's hints, this time the matter was her handiwork.

Wei Mingchan told Mu Jiang about the questions the police asked her and what she learned from the police.

Mu Jiang only replied, "Got it" and then closed the phone.

"Han Fang, do you have anything to say about this incident?"

As soon as Han Fang arrived, he sat down, and before he could say anything, Wei Mingchan's call came.

"I was negligent in some places. Not thoughtful enough. ”

"There are no hidden dangers left, right?" Although there were only the two of them in the study, when Mu Jiang asked questions, he still lowered his voice.

"Nope. I didn't show up from start to finish. Neither of those men, including those who were in contact with them, knew I existed. Han Fang secretly confirmed it in his mind again.

"What about the remittance history and vehicle information?"

"I've taken care of it all. We will never be found. Han Fang packed tickets with Mu Jiang again.

"You usually do things so carefully, when is it now? How could you make such a mistake in such a critical matter?"

Mu Jiang's heart was not smooth.

"It was my negligence. I didn't expect these two people to be so reckless. "Han's instructions only need to scare Quiet, after all, yesterday was just a starter for Quiet.

"Can't you find someone with brains?"

Han Fang's attitude of admitting his mistake was good, and he kept nodding. But there are also different opinions in my heart, looking for people with brains, people don't look down on this job. This is foul language, those with high IQs have gone to engage in economic crimes.

"I'll be sure to pay attention next time. ”

"Have you been discovered?"

Han Fang contacted Mu Jiang before he started yesterday and said that he would be watching from the side. Knowing Han Fang quietly, if you saw him on yesterday's occasion, then things would be really troublesome.

"No, absolutely no one found me. Yesterday afternoon, I found an agent and said I wanted to go in and see the property. When you enter the community to register visitor information, you fill in the name of the intermediary and his ID card. After looking at the house, I made an excuse to stay in the community, and they wouldn't find me. ”

The only thing Han Fang felt was wrong about this matter, and that was that there was a problem with his luck. I found two idiots who talked to themselves and pretended to be police officers.

Han Fang thought of someone outside of the situation again.

"This won't affect Mr. Wei, right?"

Mu Jiang wasn't worried about Wei Mingchan at all. "She didn't do it, and I couldn't find anything in her. ”

"But now the police have already come to the company to ask her about it? Now there are people in my company's work group who are spreading about this incident. Han Fang was worried that something else would happen.

Mu Jiang picked up the teapot and poured black tea into the cup. The tea is very fragrant, but no one has the heart to smell it.

"How?"

Han Fang took out his mobile phone, clicked on the group chat, and flipped out a few decent messages.

"There are all sorts of theories. There are also unbearable ones, saying that she is so beautiful all day long, she wears it, and she will change it as soon as the car is changed. In addition to covering the sky in the company, she made a lot of money. There are also 'side hustles'. ”

"What side hustle?"

Mu Jiang asked thoroughly, but Han Fang hesitated. If you understand this, do you still need to ask so clearly?

"What else can a woman mean when she is told to do a side job?" Han Fan can't say, do you think that the side job is to sell breakfast in the morning, speculate in stocks in the middle, and drive her luxury car at night to give Malatang?

"Oh, I said this side hustle. Mu Jiang finally understood.

Mu Jiang smiled. "Those people in the company are not unknowledgeable. It is also said that rumors stop at the wise, and this sentence can be denied from this matter. Rumors sometimes start with the wise, not end there. ”

Mu Jiang's phone rang, she just glanced at it, pressed the side button and hung up. The phone rang again, and she hung up again. She put her phone on silent, opened the drawer, threw it in, and slammed it shut.

"No wonder she was so angry when she called just now, there should have been a lot of rumors in her ears. ”

Han Fang felt that the expression on Mu Jiang's face was one of schadenfreude.

"So what do we do?"

"What to do? It's time for her to stumble, it's been smooth sailing, it's swelling too much. Leave her alone and let her go. ”

Mu Jiang was quite satisfied with the result of this crooked attack.

"I'm afraid that in this way, Director He will notice this matter and really think that Mr. Wei did it. "What Han Fang is most afraid of is that he and Mu Jiang will be implicated.

"If He Sizhao really thinks it's better, she will lose everything. Her mind is so alive that she wants to borrow my hand to remove all obstacles for her? Now she is lifting a stone and shooting herself in the foot. ”

So far, she is still the rightful Mrs. Ho, and she will never give up this title until the last step, even if it is just a thin veil to deceive others and herself.

"Is the rest of the matter arranged?"

"It's already arranged. In addition, in a few days, Yang Yilan will also receive something. ”

"You're going to have to be extra cautious about what comes next!"

"Definitely!"

"Yang Yilan! Fight with me? You lost so badly back then, do you still want history to repeat itself?"

Mu Jiang suddenly became excited, she imagined Yang Yilan and Jing Jing infighting.

Han Fang didn't know what happened to Mu Jiang and Yang Yilan back then, but he had always blamed everything on He Sizhao.

He saw Mu Jiangyin talking to himself in the wind, and a chill appeared behind him. The hatred that women breed for love spreads infinitely after climbing the vine.

Mu Jiang personally sent Han Fang away and closed the door. She turned and stood with her back to the gate, and she looked at every part of the house.

She walked to the center of the living room and stood in front of Ho Sizhao and her wedding photo.

There is only one of their wedding photos. In terms of He Sizhao's identity, they are not like other newlyweds, the bride has changed more than a dozen sets of wedding dresses, framing and shooting at home and abroad, and a thick photo album.

Mu Jiang got close to the wedding photo. Reach out under the frame and touch the 'them' on the photo. The size of the photo was so large that all she could reach was the edges of the picture.

Mu Jiang clearly remembers the scene on the day of the photoshoot. The photographer asked Mu Jiang to hold a bouquet of flowers in one hand and He Sizhao's arm in the other, and his head was gently resting on his shoulder. He Sizhao immediately vetoed it, saying that it was not serious.

At that time, the photographer wondered why the groom wanted to reveal a serious feeling in his wedding photo, but if he took a photo for them, he could get the money for a photo album, and the photographer flattered and found a serious feeling according to He Sizhao's wishes.

For a team of professionals who take wedding photos all year round, happiness is easy to find. But this serious feeling is really not good.

Finally, under the collective wisdom of the photography team. He Sizhao was sitting, and Mu Jiang was standing behind him, holding a small bouquet of flowers in both hands. The two men did not have any physical contact

Mu Jiangming's eyes bloomed with a smile. He Sizhao sat precariously and did not smile.

The photographer pressed the shutter and sighed that it was really too serious.

Mu Jiang recalled, smiling.

She laughed and laughed and cried.

Mu Jiang went to the basement, took the wine from the wine cabinet, and skillfully pulled out the cork with a corkscrew.

The wine in the wine cabinet in the basement is all He Sizhao's favorite. Mu Jiang didn't drink a drop of wine before, but when He Sizhao moved away, she began to drink bottle by bottle. She is not here to kill her sorrows through alcohol, but for another form of togetherness. She thought that maybe at the same time, He Sizhao was also drinking the same vintage wine as her.

Good wine needs to wake up, and Mu Jiang took the wine bottle and began to pour himself. She drank as she walked upstairs.

I saw the wedding photo again, and it was still on the wall.

Mu Jiang compared the photo. The photo hasn't changed, it was hung in this seat before she moved in, and it hasn't been touched for so many years.

He Sizhao has not changed, from the first day to now, he has never loved her.

Mu Jiang touched her face, and the only thing that changed was herself. Even if you rely on hyaluronic acid for so many years, photorejuvenation. She's still old. No amount of money can make up a happy woman.

Mu Jiang opened one door after another, walked to the study, and she stopped at the door.

This is He Sizhao's favorite place before, and it is also the room where she stays for a long time now. I used to think that He Sizhao was busy with work so he liked to stay in the study, but later I learned that it was because I didn't like to get along with her and was tired of staying with her.

A few years after He Sizhao and Mu Jiang got married, He Sizhao proposed to sleep in a separate room on the grounds that he was busy with work and disturbed Mu Jiang's rest when he came back to the party.

Mu Jiang pushed open the door and walked into He Sizhao's bedroom. Since Yang Yilan reappeared in He Sizhao's life, he moved away.

He Sizhao's bedroom is very simple, and it is simply incompatible with the whole house.

Mu Jiang sat on the edge of the bed. He Sizhao likes to lie on the left side of the bed when he sleeps, and Mu Jiang sleeps on the right side of the bed.

There was no smell of He Sizhao on the bed, and there was no residual warmth, but Mu Jiang fell asleep.

She dreamed of Yang Yilan, two little people holding hands, carrying schoolbags home, walking through the alley, smelling the smell of rice.

Yang Yilan is wearing a red plaid strap skirt, which is so beautiful. Later, Mu Jiang also wore the same skirt.

A pair of headphones for the Walkman, each of them stuffed in their ears. Listen to Luo Dayou from Hong Kong and Taiwan. I also practiced English pronunciation together.

After the college entrance examination, they filled in the same volunteer. The postman carried a bag and rode a bicycle, shuttling through the alleys to deliver admission letters.

Mu Jiang and Yang Yilan stood at the door, their necks stretched out. They got the notice at the same time, a school! Two bright girls hugged each other and shouted and laughed.

Admissions, freshman reports. A senior brother named He Sizhao reported with them and took their luggage.

They followed behind He Sizhao. Mu Jiang looked at his back and said shyly: This senior brother looks like a movie star, but I can't remember which movie the male protagonist is.

Yang Yilan was not shy at all, ran to He Sizhao's front to take a look, and said loudly: Senior brother, our family Jiang Jiang said that you look like a star, and some people say that you look like a Pike on a Roman holiday?

Senior Brother stopped and turned to look at Mu Jiang. "Do you think Pike is handsome?"

Before Mu Jiang could answer, the sky suddenly darkened. She stood outside the school library and saw Yang Yilan holding He Sizhao's arm and walking inside.

Even in the dark night, He Sizhao was still as charming as Pike when he smiled, but in Mu Jiang's eyes, Yang Yilan was no longer a good friend who went home with her hand in hand.

Mu Jiang opened his eyes, got up from the bed, picked up the wine bottle that was put aside, staggered out, and closed the door.

There were some folds left on the bed, and some undried tear stains oozed from the pillow. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?