Xin Yi wore courier overalls and walked into the Mu Group with a cowhide bag, and there was a slender woman standing at the front desk, he looked away, saw the elevator, and wanted to go up, but was stopped by the front desk reception.

She glanced at it and saw what he was holding, "Sir, if you want to put the courier, you can give it to me." ”

"I'm going to hand this thing over to Mr. Mu personally."

"Is this Mr. Mu's?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Xin Yi lowered the brim of his hat, turned his back to the monitor as much as possible, lowered his voice a little, and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

The woman took the thing, and after glancing at it, Xin glanced at it before leaving the way she came.

Looking at his back, the woman frowned slightly, held the brown paper bag, and then walked to the back of the front desk and called the president's office.

After connecting, Xiao Zhang's assistant Na Mune's voice came.

"Zhang Zhu, someone downstairs just sent something and said it was for Mr. Mu."

"What's that?"

"A brown paper bag, it should be a letter or something." The woman took it and looked at it carefully before she said.

Xiao Zhang groaned for a while, looked back at the cold man in the office, lowered his voice and asked, "Wait, I'll come down immediately."

"Oh yes."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Zhang strode to the door of the office and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

A low, chilled man's bass sounded.

Xiao Zhang nudged it, and after entering, his voice was calm: "Mr. Mu, Xiao Liu downstairs said that someone sent you a letter."

When Mu Shengfeng heard this, he raised his eyes, his narrow eyes were obscure, he stopped the copywriting that was being revised, and said slowly: "Take it."

"Yes."

Xiao Zhang quickly came up after taking it, put the brown paper bag in front of him, and then stepped back and went out.

Mu Shengfeng teared open the paper bag expressionlessly, and there were only a few photos and a piece of paper inside.

- 2 p.m., Starlight Hotel 502

The photo shows Shen Shengyu talking to a man in a café, and you can see her beautiful face, the man has his back to the camera, wearing a gray suit and leather shoes.

In several photos, Shen Shengyu's appearance is the same, some look up, some bow their heads, and some drink coffee. But the man on the other side stretched out his hand from time to time, and the intimate action made Mu Shengfeng's pupils dilate, and the yin owl in his eyes appeared.

He grabbed the picture and stared at the note.

What does the words written on it mean?

Are you saying that Sheng Yu will go to this hotel with that man?

Mu Shengfeng gritted his teeth secretly, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes seemed to be about to come out of a violent storm.

His eyelids were pounding, and the mixture of vague doubt and irritability in his heart made him lose his mind, regardless of whether the picture was real or not.

Soon he calmed down and wanted to call her, but he didn't want to feel too careful.

They are about to get married, and they shouldn't quarrel over such a thing.

In case she asked, she said, just a friend, and then quarreled with him for his distrust. He didn't want to quarrel, but soon he himself denied it, could there be such closeness between friends?

Will you rub your head, will you get so close?

Suddenly, he remembered Song Yuqiao, that back, that action, and Song Yuqiao were not much different.

Now, he couldn't calm down anymore.

It's already half past one, and there's still half an hour, which is the time on the note.

Instead of thinking about the suspicions here, it's better to go and see it directly.

Mu Shengfeng pulled the corners of his mouth, picked up the coat on the chair and put it on, his cold temperament came to his face, his face was cold and gloomy, the high-end suit was worn on his body and wrapped his lean body, and he left the office with long legs and the wind.

Xiao Zhang outside the door was dumbfounded, and was about to ask, only to see his back.

He couldn't help but wonder, what was in it that could make the boss go out in such a hurry?

Is it a matter of the company?

He shook his head, that's it, he's not the gossip king, just do his part.

*

When Mu Shengfeng drove to the Starlight Hotel, it was past 10 o'clock.

His sharp steps carried a heavy sound, and the hotel front desk suddenly saw such a handsome man, his face was red for a while, his eyes were blinking, and he twisted and threw out his wink.

Mu Shengfeng didn't seem to know, and asked in a deep voice, "Has anyone ordered 502?"

The girl at the front desk checked it and thought he was going to book this one, so she said, "Sir, this one has been booked, and the 501 next door has not been booked yet, do you want to book 501?"

"Who is the 502 booker?"

"A girl, pretty looking."

"Guys?" His questioning attitude made the front desk feel a hint of surprise, and what he said was very similar to the person who had come to catch the wall. I couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, the handsome man has a girlfriend.

Seeing his tense face, his face was not good, his sword eyebrows were starry, and there was some ruthlessness in his deep eyes, her scalp was a little numb, and she glanced at it hurriedly, and nodded violently.

"There was one, a man and a woman went in."

Mu Shengfeng's eyes sank, exuding anger all over his body, and he took the elevator with long legs.

On the other side, Xin Zhiyan, who was dressed as a man, stood around the corner, looked at the monitoring on her mobile phone, and clearly saw Mu Shengfeng pausing at the front desk before walking into the elevator quickly.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, and then sent a message to Lu Qinyi.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the noble man who came out of the elevator, he was wearing a black trench coat, and walked straight to the door of room 502 with long legs like the wind.

Standing at the door and stopping for a while, Xin Zhiyan squinted her eyes, looking at the mobile phone monitoring that he was slow to enter, and she was a little unsure of paying attention for a while.

Why didn't he push the door in? Could it be that something was discovered?

Xin Zhiyan suppressed the impatience in her heart, took a deep breath, and continued to watch.

Mu Shengfeng caught a glimpse of the red-flashing monitor above his head, and a trace of doubt flashed in his mind, and when he stood at the door, he felt that he was simply wrong.

I came here with a few unknown photos and a note.

Let his former calm and composure no longer exist.

The situation was terrible, he rubbed his eyebrows, and did not go in for a long time, both frightened and afraid. But he didn't show it on his face, his face was always light, and there was a coldness on his lips.

Xin Zhiyan's brows furrowed, observing his expression, and finally she sent another message to Lu Qinyi to ask her to make some noise inside.

Lu Qinyi was wearing suspender pajamas, hollowed out only to cover important parts, she had just washed fragrant, supported her elbows, lying on the bed, charming and charming.

Although she looks young, her body is mature, and she is extremely charming when she lies down like this.

When she saw the text message sent by Xin Zhiyan, she was still a little tired, but she was extremely excited at the moment, her heartbeat almost rushed through her throat, and her breathing was almost disordered.

It's just that she waited for a long time and didn't see him come in, playing with the quilt quite boredly, when her second text message came.