-Hearing this, Mu Qingzhou hesitated. Is it his own future or his younger brother's?
My younger brother is now studying in the Conservatory of music. He is also very handsome. He is also very interested in acting, and he has to take part in some film and television training.
It can be said that there is no limit to the future.
So I've been biting my teeth all these years, insisting on making my brother realize his dream.
I also want to wait for one day in the future, when Di Di becomes a singer or a movie star, he may also have a prosperous day, so he doesn't need to rely on others.
You can be happy and rich all your life.
But now what?
What to choose
Without the 200000 yuan, my brother's Conservatory of music would not have been successful.
It's a choice.
"Let me think about it."
"You have nothing to think about. I can tell you that the police will find you soon. You just have to go with them and admit your crime. You have no choice!"
"Well, this time I'll take you to the best restaurant and eat the best food. You're not in vain for these years of imprisonment. When you come out, I'll still come to pick you up. It's also a reward for working with me!"
Hong Xueke's eyes look at sincerity, patting Mu Qingzhou's shoulder, but her mouth says that Mu Qingzhou will be imprisoned from now on.
Let Mu Qingzhou feel that Hong Xueke is really a cold-blooded man.
In the middle of the meal, Mu Qingzhou ate fiercely for fear that there would be no next meal after this meal.
But I didn't expect that the police still didn't come to the door after finishing the meal.
Mu Qingzhou went home, sat by the bed, his mind was blank, imagining his life in prison.
Hong Xueke also gave Mu Qingzhou a holiday and asked her mother to prepare for ideological work at home.
This day by day, Hong Xueke bought a lot of wine, let oneself every day to keep drunk state, so don't be afraid.
On this day,
I didn't fall asleep until 3 o'clock in the middle of the morning. I had no choice but to get up and open the computer to browse the web.
But did not expect to see an explosive news.
The face of the man in the photo is Hong Xueke.
But this picture is so ugly.
The headline of the news is that Hong Xueke, miss of the Hong family, is so good at playing?
Mu Qingzhou subconsciously calls Hong Xueke, but Hong Xueke's phone is off.
What's the matter?
Why did Hong Xueke have such photos spread on the Internet? What happened in this week?
And why didn't anyone come to the house looking for the police?
As soon as this thought came into Mu Qingzhou's mind, the bell at the door rang.
Mu Qingzhou's whole body trembled with fear subconsciously.
Through the cat's eye, Mu Qingzhou saw four men in police uniforms standing at the door.
Here comes the police
Mu Qingzhou took a deep breath and didn't care about Hong Xueke.
Mu Qingzhou opened the door.
"Miss mu?"
"Yes."
"At present, there is enough evidence to prove that you have uploaded some photos suspected of PS on some websites, which has violated other people's privacy, so please come back with me."
What should come will always come.