On a night just in autumn, it was slightly cool.

As the car stopped, Mu Weiwei stepped into this high-end Weishan Lake Villa.

The site here is Weishan Lake, with the lake as the courtyard, backed by the Goshawk Mountain, surrounded by nature, and the scenery is excellent.

In addition to the top celebrities and bigwigs in the business circle, ordinary artists and wealthy businessmen are not enough to enter.

As for why she lived here for a long time, Zheng Tai avoided mentioning it.

But vaguely, Mu Weiwei felt that it must be related to the missing part of the memory.

Enter your fingerprint and enter, only to see that the lights in the luxury villa are bright.

Puzzled, "Has anyone ever come in?" ”

Zheng Tai mentioned before that she has been living alone, and there should be no second person to enter.

Because of the attack of the old injury, the first swelling pain, Mu Weiwei went straight upstairs.

It wasn't until he stepped into the bedroom, and before he could lie down, that there was a sound of water in the direction of the bathroom.

"Is there really anyone?"

Mu Weiwei instantly sounded the alarm strings and moved quickly towards the bathroom.

I don't know what kind of bold and reckless thief sneaked into other people's homes without saying anything, and still comfortably went to the bathroom to take a bath?

He touched the bag and grabbed the hammer, approached the bathroom one step at a time, and then kicked the door open.

"Where did the dead thief come from? Look at my aunt and grandmother if you don't hammer you to death! ”

was in a bad mood because he was constantly blackened, so he picked up the hammer and beat it wildly.

But in the next second, with a powerful hand clamping the hand, a low and indifferent voice drank coldly.

"Woman, are you addicted to hammering?"

When I raised my eyes, I saw a handsome and cold face in the misty picture.

The ink-colored deep pupils contained a deep sense of anger, and the sword eyebrows revealed the heroic spirit that no one should enter.

For a moment, it was like a handsome prince who had fallen into the mortal world.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva inexplicably, until his eyes looked down little by little, and Mu was slightly panicked.

"Beasts! You...... Shame on you! ”

Looking at the woman who was in a hurry to hide her eyes, and her face was red and she didn't forget to hold the hammer, Fu Chengyu smiled at the corner of her lips.

Reaching out and pulling the bath towel around his body, a handsome face slowly approached the misty room.

I saw the water at the end of her hair rolling straight down and falling into her wrist where she held the hammer.

In an instant, he grabbed her directly.

Glancing at the geological hammer, "You seem to like carrying a hammer?" ”

"Because there's always going to be a scumbag or two who owe a hammer!"

Looking at the deep black eyes, Mu slightly removed the surprise at the bottom of his eyes.

In an instant, only anger and rage remained.

No matter how good the appearance is, he is a thief after all!

Sure that he was a quirky perverted thief, Mu pulled out a bone-eroding smile slightly, and flipped his wrist flexibly.

Click!

Instantly violently clamped the man's arm, and directly pressed against the bathroom wall and drank coldly, "If you have anything to say, keep it and explain it to the police!" ”

Because of her perennial wilderness, Mu Weiwei is not as weak as ordinary women.

Once on the exploration road, she had seen a tiger fighting a vicious dog, how could she be afraid of a perverted thief with a bit of good looks?

Then he took out his mobile phone with his other hand and dialed the police.

"Woman, you'll regret it."

However, the man who was restrained under him did not resist at all, and let her call the police number.

Until the phone rings and a new WeChat message pops up.

Voice: Little ancestor, if there is a man in the villa, it must be the father of the gold owner! Remember!

Zheng Tai, who broke the old mother's heart, thought that someone would pick the hammer if he disagreed, and he was afraid.

That's the father of the owner who sent tens of millions of mansions and won all kinds of resources.

Although, he has not appeared in the past six months.

And in the next second, Mu Weiwei, who was holding the mobile phone, was like being struck by lightning!

Mu Weiwei: ...... What kind of bloody plot is this? God's special gold lord father!