No one had doubted before, because no one thought about that, especially the people around him.

Even if I saw similar-looking people on the news, the Internet, or in magazines, I would only think it was a coincidence. No one would have thought that my family and friends would play another role in another place.

Mu Zening points out Murong Cheng's dual identities and at the same time deepens Mu Zi's suspicion of Murong Cheng.

...If it is Huo Rong, if it is, the Huo Family Patriarch, who has a huge influence, wants to disguise Qiao Jingjia's death as an accident.

Mu Zi looked at him vigilantly, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't do anything." Mu Zening took a sip of wine without hesitation. "Exposing his identity is not good for me. You can rest assured that I have no interest in breaking his identity. I am only interested in torturing him. , Let him taste what it is like to lose everything."

They are very close, and others only think they are whispering.

Mu Zi's face was pale, but she put on makeup today, and the light blush on her cheeks made her look great, nothing unusual.

Mu Zening walked past Mu Zi, as if there was nothing to do, as if what he had just said was just a casual mention, without any emotion.

Mu Zi looked at the back of him leaving, a chill rushed up from the soles of his feet and filled the limbs, freezing her blood...

She told herself over and over again: Be calm. However, the creepy feeling in my heart lingered.

...

Among the guests, there are many people who know Mu Zening.

Mu Zening used to feel confident and clear, reserved and polite. When he laughed, his eyes were clean. But now it gives people a deep and quiet sense of mystery, as if unfathomable.

Someone saw him wearing a bead on his wrist and joked: "I heard that you went on a backpacking trip alone? How do you feel that your personality has changed a lot when you come back? Isn't it because of the advice of a monk?"

"Is this from Xiaoye Pterocarpus?" Someone who knows the trade squinted his eyes, "It doesn't look like it..."

Mu Zening smiled, and changed his hand to hold the wine glass. The hand wearing the beads naturally drooped, and the cuffs covered it.

"I can't talk about it, but I did meet an expert who taught some secrets." He said lightly.

Rich people have a lot of entertainment projects, but they can’t escape eating, drinking and having fun. At first hearing such strange things, they all attracted attention.

"What secret technique?" someone asked curiously.

Mu Zening took a sip of wine, looked at the man, smiled and said, "Open ghost eyes."

Everyone looked at each other, and at the same time was full of curiosity.

"What is the opening of ghost eyes?"

Mu Zening said: "Opening the eyes of the sky can know the future, and opening the eyes of the ghosts can know the past. The secret technique I learn is to open the eyes of the ghosts and see people passing."

"Impossible." The guest who believes in science couldn't help but said, "This is too mysterious, shouldn't you meet a liar?"

Mu Zening was not angry, and said with a smile: "Yes, I also think it's mysterious, why don't we try?"

The atmosphere became warmer, more guests were attracted, and many people jokingly said: "Try it, try it!"

"But how do you try?"

"Hahaha, do you need to open the forum?"

Everyone was chattering.

Mu Zening was always with that faint smile, "It's not difficult, you can ask questions at will, see if I know."

A rich young master eagerly asked Mu Zening: "I dated a female celebrity last week. Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know." Mu Zening said with a smile.

Everyone laughed and called on him.

At this time, Mu Zening said calmly: "Short black hair, wearing a long red coat, a black skirt inside, and a small mole on the corner of his eye..."