C2

In the spacious and luxurious room, the smell of love permeated the room.

After Quan Jinchen finished bathing, he walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel still wrapped around his waist.

His shirt and suit, the woman and the gold card he'd given her, were gone.

His thin lips curled up in a mocking smile. He did not guess wrong, this woman was sent by his grandma to conceive.

After performing so many scenes, he thought that it would be a little different, but in the end, it was only this much.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

The door was slowly pushed open, and the white light shone in, and the thick fragrance of makeup assaulted his nostrils.

Quan Jinchen frowned as he looked up.

He saw the manager walking in with his back half hunched, followed by a large group of women who wore thick makeup that looked like a monkey's ass and were fat and dressed in revealing clothing.

"Young Master Quan, time is too short. I, I only found 18, but not enough for twenty. I hope Young Master Quan does not blame us."

After saying that, the manager wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Quan Jinchen's mouth twitched.

When the group of old grannies saw Quan Jinchen, they were so excited that their eyes had already lit up. They extended their hands out to touch the perfect muscles on Quan Jinchen's body.

"Tsk tsk, Young Master Quan, you sure have good taste when you point it out. We sisters promise to serve you with the lust of — ah! "

A scream filled the entire 91st floor.

Quan Jinchen's face was ashen, her iron-like hands suddenly stopped trying to touch his fat hands. With a turn of his hand, a "kacha" sound could be heard. It was the sound of a joint being dislocated.

"Scram!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we will immediately get lost, wuu, Young Master Quan, spare us!"

Seeing that Quan Jinchen was so angry, the group of old grannies did not dare to continue acting coquettishly, and quickly crawled away. The manager stood where he was, perspiration had already drenched his clothes.

"Who told you to bring them here?"

"It's … It's the young miss who just came out of Young Master Quan's room. She gave me a Young Master Quan gold card, I thought it was you …"

"Scram!"

"Yes, I'll leave immediately!"

That woman!

Quan Jinchen held his hands behind his back, his five fingers slowly forming a fist.

To dare to tease Quan Jinchen, he truly had guts!

He picked up his phone and dialed.

"Young Master Quan."

"Pei Song." His slender fingers tapped on the table again and again. Quan Jinchen's voice was mellow and cold, "Send someone to immediately investigate all the information on the woman who spent the night here!"

"Yes!" I'll arrange it right away. Oh right, Young Master Quan, I found Mu Qingzi's whereabouts. "

Mu Qingzi...

Quan Jinchen squinted his eyes as he looked at the ancient medieval painting on the wall.

"Speak!"

In the courtyard of Mu Family's villa.

Facing the cold morning wind and the strange gazes of the passersby, Mu Qianqian walked for four whole hours before returning to the Mu Family Villa.

At this moment, the scorching sun was high in the sky, causing one's scalp to ache.

Just as the nanny opened the door, Mu Qianqian walked into the courtyard. A strong figure flew in front of her and hugged her tightly.

"Qian Qian, you're finally back! You know how worried I am about you! I've gone crazy looking for you! Promise me that you won't go out alone in the future, it's too dangerous! I will protect you well! "

Mu Qianqian pushed away the man who was forcefully hugging her and still crying bitterly. His face was cold and his heart was cold.

This man was called Mu Wenxiu, her brother, and her father's adopted son.

After she lost his memory and was brought back to the Mu Family half a year ago, Mu Wenxiu took good care of her until she was abnormal.

Mu Wenxiu did not have much ability, but listening to the martial arts from the corner of the wall, he knew that there was nothing in the family that he did not know.

There were a few times when she fought against Mu Yarou and her mother, and it was only because he informed her beforehand that she succeeded in her counterattack.

It was impossible for him not to know that Mu Yarou and his daughter had harmed her this time, but now that they were crying in front of her, she felt extremely disgusted.

There must be something else behind this.

"Wu wu, young miss has finally returned!"

The little girl, Wei Wei, cried when she saw Mu Qianqian and pushed him away, hugging him tightly.

"Don't cry, I'm fine."

Wei Wei was the servant of the Mu Family. Ever since she lost her memories, Wei Wei told her everything that had happened in the past.

But before Mu Qianqian could finish comforting Wei Wei, Mu Wenxiu suddenly pulled her arm with scarlet red eyes.

"Sissy, which man's suit are you wearing!"

"Are you really with that other man!?" "Qian Qian, how can you insult yourself like this!"

"Mu Wenxiu, let go of me!"

After she had had enough of Mu Wenxiu's nervousness, Mu Qianqian, with strength that came from who knows where, ruthlessly flung him aside in his heart.

At this time, a sharp and harsh sound echoed out. It was followed by the sound of the whip hitting the wall and tearing the air.

"Mu Qianqian, you have troubled our Mu Family, and now you dare to come back!"

Song Xuelian's face was green, her lips were thin and pointed, and a sour smell assaulted her nose. She pointed her finger straight at Mu Qianqian, wishing that it could stab into her eyes.

Behind Song Xuelian, with an ancestral whip in hand, Mu Yarou would whip the wall to show off from time to time.

Seeing the mother and daughter, Mu Qianqian laughed coldly. She had actually wanted to look for them!

"Song Xuelian, what exactly happened last night?!"

"Bitch, my mom's name is something you dare to call!" Mu Yarou roared, her handsome face had a sinister look, she raised the whip in her hand and lashed at Mu Qianqian.

"Miss!"

Wei Wei was shocked, and immediately pounced towards Mu Qianqian.

However, Mu Qianqian did not panic nor blink as she used her bare hands to stop Wei Wei. She grabbed the whip and pulled forcefully, grabbing it back in the blink of an eye.

Mu Yarou was caught off guard and fell flat on her face. She was anxious and alarmed, she had not seen her for the whole night, how could this slut's strength increase so much!

"Bitch?" Mu Qianqian laughed coldly: "This word is still better for you!"

With the flick of the whip, Mu Qianqian unhesitatingly lashed at Mu Yarou.

"Stop!"

A cold voice stopped Mu Qianqian.

It was his father, Mu Zhenbang.

Mu Zhenbang held onto his pipe, his face as ashen as Song Xuelian's.

Murder?

Mu Qianqian retracted her whip and looked at Mu Zhenbang. When did she ever kill anyone?

"Who is the Director Liu? "I've never seen it before!"

"Don't pretend, Mu Qianqian! The person you slept with last night was Director Liu! You killed him! " Mu Yarou roared.

"You are the murderer!"

Looking at Mu Yarou, then looking at Mu Zhenbang's face, Mu Qianqian laughed coldly: "I'm sleeping with Director Liu?"

"Yes!" Mu Qianqian, you are such a bitch, you can only sleep lowly with this old man … "

"Pah!"

A crisp explosion sounded out, as five finger marks blossomed on Mu Yarou's face.