Chapter 864： exhausted

They boarded the yacht together.

The luxury yacht sailed through the waves on the river, and the wind was fierce.

Mu Zi was holding on to the fence, feeling strong discomfort.

At first, she was pushed down on a yacht like this, and fell to her death in the river. After that, she began various entanglements with Murong Cheng.

Everything starts here.

Mu Zi went to the place where the yacht exploded and also knew where the sniper was ambushing. She looked around, only the surging river and the endless wind were all around her, she could not smell the gunpowder, nor could she see the remains of the explosion.

"Have you ever carried out rescue operations?" Mu Zi asked.

"No." The man shook his head, "We are on a single-line mission. We evacuated immediately after we got rid of the sniper. When we met someone from the 13th Young Master halfway, I was injured. It was Gu Shao's people who saved me."

He paused, took a look at Gu Liang, and then said: "After the injury recovers a bit, I will go to Xianghai to meet Xiao Wang. Shao Gu suggested that I stay, saying that after Miss Mu comes back, there will be someone to explain, so as not to be confused. Know nothing."

Mu Zi was silent for a while, then asked, "Can you contact Wang Zhan?"

"Miss Mu, before the accident, Manager Xiao Wang brought a group of us back to Xianghai. The original contact information is no longer available. This time I return to Xianghai City and need to inquire first."

"If you see Wang Zhan, bring me a sentence." Mu Zi said, "You ask him, when will he move, he will understand."

The other nodded and said yes.

If Wang Zhan gives a response, it means that the time is ripe and Xianghai City is safe enough; if Wang Zhan has no news, it means that she still cannot act rashly...

As the yacht drove back to the pier, Mu Zi's face was always pale. She didn't like the feeling of being on the yacht very much. Those bad memories fluttered in her mind, making her uneasy.

After getting off the boat, Gu Liang invited Mu Zi to eat together.

Mu Zi shook his head gently: "Gu Shao, thank you, but I really don't have an appetite."

Gu Liang stopped reluctantly and said, "I will send you back."

Mu Zi still shook his head: "No, my driver will..."

"Zizi, Huo Rong is my friend." Gu Liang said suddenly, "You are also my friend. I want to help you. Maybe you don't need my help, but don't keep rejecting me, okay?"

Mu Zi was startled slightly, "Sorry, I just..."

She opened her lips, but didn't know what to say, and murmured with a wry smile: "I just feel a little tired..."

Experiencing these things made her feel extremely tired.

In the end, he agreed that Gu Liang would send her off.

She knew that Gu Liang was doing it for her good, and at least she had to call Huo Zheng to know that there was not only the Situ family but also the favor of the Gu family behind her.

...

When Mu Zi came back, Mu Zening was standing not far from the courtyard gate, talking to the servant, as if explaining something.

He heard the sound of the car's engine, turned his head and saw Mu Zi coming down from the car, his rich, jet-black hair rolled up, and a thin light pink spring shirt over the dress, his body was light and thin, soft and fragile...

Yes, fragile, the kind of weakness that is easy to lead men to pity and cherish jade.

This kind of temperament is rare in her. She is always tough in front of him. It is not that she is domineering and tyrannical, but that she never knows how to show weakness, let alone be submissive.

Now this vicious woman is finally showing weakness, is it because of Murong Cheng? She finally reaped the fruit, she deserved it!

Mu Zening felt that Mu Zi deserved it, and felt that she was pathetic.

There are some weird thoughts that broke through the layers of suppressed hatred, and Mu Zening thought: Murong Cheng is dead, dead... She might forget him...

Thinking like this, he saw the door on the other side opened and Gu Liang got out of the car and talked to Mu Zi.

Mu Zening's face suddenly sank, and his eyes were covered with frost.