"Okay, Rose, you have drunk a lot of wine today, so don't drive back." Zhao Yiran looked at Mary Zhao, who seemed to be still drunk, and said, "In this way, it's not good to let you go home alone by a girl. Why don't we send Zhuang Yan back first, I'm sending you home, how about it?"

Mary Zhao giggled and wanted to ask why he didn't send her back first and was sending Zhuang Yan? But the moment he said the words, it turned into a serious rejection: "No need, you have drunk a lot of wine, so you can go back first, I'll just take a taxi back."

It seemed that he looked at Mary Zhao's expression very seriously and seemed to be a little distant. Zhao Yiran nodded and agreed, and walked to the side of the road to stop the taxi.

Zhuang Yan inadvertently saw Zhao Marin's eyes as if hurt, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Because it is the city center and a very prosperous place, a taxi was stopped in a short while.

Zhao Yiran opened the car door for Mary Zhao. Looking at Mary Zhao leaning against the soft seat, she said with some concern: "Rose, remember to call me to report my safety when I get home."

Mary Zhao sneered and took the tote bag hanging on Zhao Yiran's hand: "I'm not a child anymore."

The car was getting farther and farther away, and the two people behind also left with laughter.

Mary Zhao seemed to be much more awake at this moment. Through the car window, she looked at the two people who seemed to be smiling, and finally closed her eyes and stopped looking at them.

Soon, it ended soon.

The computer screen was flashing with light, and something was teleporting into the computer. The bathroom door opened and a tall and handsome man walked out of it wrapped in a bath towel.

The man's hair ends were dripping with water drops, dripping between his neck, sliding along the skin through his strong chest muscles and strong abdominal muscles, and finally sank into a piece of white velvet softness.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was no special emotion in his deep eyes, and there was a strong feeling in his eyes.

Mu Lingfeng soon discovered that the laptop that had originally closed the screen automatically illuminated the screen without anyone touching it. While holding a towel in his hand, he was wiping his short hair that had not been dried, while walking to the laptop placed on the table.

There is an inexplicable large folder in the center of the desktop, and the file name is a long sentence.

I think President Mu must want to see this.

Mu Lingfeng frowned, clicked on the folder, and saw several high-definition large pictures lined up.

The woman in the picture, whose originally black and shiny hair turned into long chestnut curly hair, and her bangs were neatly covered on the woman's forehead, level with her slender curved eyebrows.

She had a happy and happy smile on her face and was wearing a large beige sweater. However, the angle of the photo could not see her slightly raised belly.

Several photos were her own photos, some were at the hotel dining table, through the deep walls and glass windows. Some were walking on the street, wearing a black mask on her face to cover up her originally red face, while the background was the bustling streets at night and the heads of passers-by.

Also, the woman smiles gracefully and talks to the man beside her. She is wearing a mask, but she can still see the smile in her beautiful eyes.

All the photos can be seen as abnormal shooting techniques, all of which are secretly taken.

Man? Mu Lingfeng opened the only photo that could be seen, and the man could only see the beautiful arc on his side, but Mu Lingfeng still recognized who this was.

Zhao Yiran.

So, is someone telling him the whereabouts of Zhuang Yan? So, who is so bold and dares to tell him in this way?

After spending a lot of time, he was looking for hackers to hack his computer. All of this told Mu Lingfeng that the person who did this was very familiar with him, but at the same time he was unwilling to let him know who he was.

He had actually heard of Zhuang Yan's whereabouts for a long time, saying that he had checked the road surveillance and finally found that Zhuang Yan was living in the man's house with a man.

These days, people have been secretly monitoring Zhuang Yan, but he is busy with the affairs of Australia and has no time to take care of Zhuang Yan.

Anyway, it can't be escaped.

Mu Lingfeng curled a sarcastic curve at the corner of his lips, and he took the cell phone on one side and walked towards the window.

It was already one o'clock in the morning local time, and there were many pedestrians on the street, and only occasionally some late-coming people walked in the snow, making a wiping sound.

"Hey, go investigate something." Mu Lingfeng's cold voice passed through his cell phone, saying what had just happened word by word, "Go and check, who is so brave and dares to tease me, Mu Lingfeng."

Who is it that dares to show off in front of this man who can be called Satan.

On the quiet night, Mu Lingfeng hung up the phone, threw his phone casually on the sofa, and picked up the goblet next to him. The scarlet liquid swayed in the cup with the slender fingers that controlled it, like diluted blood. He opened his thin lips and drank all the red wine.

Perhaps, he should have returned to China early.

In the warm room, Zhuang Yan was sitting on the lounge chair, holding a slightly thick book in her hand. However, she was already asleep, and the book was placed on her bulging belly.

Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong.

It was a hurrying doorbell, which represented how anxious the people outside the door were.

Zhuang Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes. She put the book down and went downstairs to open the door: "Here's here."

After opening the door, what caught my eye was Mary Zhao's very anxious face.

When she saw the door open, Zhuang Yan saw what she was going to say, but she was pushed back into the room with her mouth covered, and quickly closed the door with a slap.

"Miss Zhao, what are you doing?" Zhuang Yan asked a little dissatisfied with the pushing just now.

Mary Zhao seemed very tired, poured a cup of hot water on her own, and drank it all the time before pulling Zhuang Yan over and saying, "Zhuang Yan, I... I'm here to say sorry to you, and, now, it's no longer safe here."

"What's sorry, what's not safe?" Zhuang Yan held her waist with one hand and touched her bulging belly with the other. Her eyebrows frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean? I can't understand?"

Mary Zhao took a deep breath and said to Zhuang Yan very solemnly: "Miss Zhuang, what I want to say now, I hope you can understand and forgive me."

Zhuang Yan looked at Zhao Mary's seriousness and couldn't help but feel nervous, sitting aside and listening to her talk.

"That day, we went out to celebrate Zhao Yiran's birthday and were seen by Mr. Mu's people. Now, Mu Lingfeng has returned to China and is about to come to you with people. Just outside the door, I saw several sneaky people wandering around here, so I pushed you in."

When Zhuang Yan heard the three words Mu Lingfeng, her face suddenly turned pale. She pinched the corner of her clothes tightly and asked, "Why is this happening? Haven't I pretended to be all fake? I obviously can't even recognize it myself."

What's more, the bodyguards who only take Zhuang Yan's photos to find people.

"Mu Lingfeng has returned to China. Now I am in this city. I accidentally heard this news outside the door when I was sending him information." Zhao Marin said, "After knowing this, I rushed over quickly, but it seemed to be a step late. I, I really sorry for you, Zhuang Yan. This is all my fault. If I hadn't been so clever that I wanted you to go out, this would definitely not have happened."

Zhuang Yan shook her head gently and said lightly: "Don't say that, Miss Zhao. In fact, even if that happened, I would be found out sooner or later when I was hiding here. It's just a matter of time. In this situation, it's not your fault, so don't blame yourself."

When Zhao Marian saw the fear flashing in her eyes, Ruoyunshui's eyes, she seemed to have already expected this situation: "Zhuang Yan, you escape, the farther you run, the better."

escape?

Zhuang Yanmin raised her lips and showed a bitter smile: "But where can I escape now?"

At this time, Zhao Mary grabbed Zhuang Yan's slightly cold hands and said to her like a god: "Zhuang Yan, come with me, I know that Mu Lingfeng will definitely not find you in a place. And at that time, as long as Mu Lingfeng can't find you here, Zhao Yiran will be fine."

After hearing her mention Zhao Yiran, Zhuang Yan suddenly realized.

Yes, Zhao Yiran, she asked Zhao Yiran to hide her in his house. In other words, if Mu Lingfeng really found Zhuang Yan here, Zhao Yiran would definitely be the first person Zhuang Yan was implicated in this matter, and he was deeply implicated.

She has already implicated many people. The little boy who fed her steamed buns at the Royal Nightclub said that Ning Jianbai was innocent but not innocent. Now she still implicated Zhao Yiran, who has always been gentle and kind to help her!

No, no, absolutely not. Zhao Yiran is such a gentle and kind person, and he has been dragging him down for so long, why is it that he has implicated him?

“Where is it?”

"Anyway, just go with me." Mary Zhao said, looking out the window with a little nervousness.

Zhuang Yan is a person who is easy to believe in others. Seeing that Mary Zhao was sincere, she immediately believed what the latter said. Since she was desperate, let Zhuang Yan take a gamble by herself. Whether to force herself into a dead end or survive in a desperate situation, she can only take a gamble.

"Okay, then I'll tell Zhao Yiran first." Zhuang Yan was about to get up and call the landline.

But he was blocked by Mary Zhao: "It's too late, let's go upstairs to pack up two clothes. After I send you there, I'm explaining the situation to Zhao Yiran."
Chapter completed!