Chapter 165

It seems that mu Zehao is indeed in the hands of the troupe leader. According to his words, mu Zehao should not be in danger for the time being. Now Mu Jingjing is also under his control, and the situation has become white hot.

Qiao Xiaoxiao wriggled her wrist and wanted to break free. The more she struggled, the tighter the rope in her hand. It seems that the troupe leader is not simple. Even tying a knot is different from ordinary people. There seems to be no chance to escape.

She thought carefully about what mu Zehao said just now. It seems that she has other use value for him. Otherwise, after she exposed him, he just tied himself up.

The night was too painful. Joe sat askew in his chair and tried to make himself more comfortable. His hands and feet were tied with ropes, and his mouth couldn't open. It was really uncomfortable.

She was half asleep and half awake, staring at the clock in front of her. It was two o'clock in the morning. I really hope someone can save herself. Suddenly, a strong rain came from the sky, wet the leaves of the trees in the yard, and left naturally. The window guard was not closed. After the rain, the humid South wind with the smell of sea tide began to blow, gently shaking the potted foliage plants arranged on the table in the house, and the curtains shook together.

It was cool behind Qiao Xiaoxiao, and then there was a chill. Fortunately, the rain stopped in time, otherwise she might catch a cold tomorrow morning.

Another morning, the voice of raising his voice as scheduled reached Qiao Xiaoxiao's ears, like a fixed-point alarm clock, which would make a sound at the time.

After sleeping tied to a chair all night, Qiao Xiaoxiao's neck was stiff, his hands and feet were numb, and his blood did not circulate. The sound of the opera floated melodiously to Qiao Xiaoxiao's ears. At this time, she didn't feel pleasant at all. Instead, she fought with the cry of the crow.

The sound of singing stopped abruptly. After a while, there began to be footsteps across the door. "Tata" that was the sound of slippers.

The door was pushed open, and the troupe leader appeared in front of Qiao Xiaoxiao with a glass of milk and a sandwich.

He put the tray in his hand on the desk and slowly tore off the tape that sealed Qiao Xiaoxiao's mouth.

"Have something to eat." The troupe leader picked up the sandwich and sent it to Qiao Xiaoxiao's mouth.

Qiao Xiaoxiao bit and chewed hard. She was not hungry, but had to obey. After swallowing, she looked into the eyes of the troupe leader.

"Instead of trying so hard to feed me, you might as well loosen me and I can eat by myself."

The troupe leader took a somewhat ironic tone, "I'm afraid I'll make some small moves after you loosen it. I'd better tie it and rest assured."

"Mu Zehao and Mu Jingjing are both in your hands. What else can I do?" Qiao Xiaoxiao raised his mouth and disdained his provocation. "Besides, if you bind me, they will doubt it sooner or later. It's better to let go of me. I will cooperate with you to play the play you want to sing."

"Hahaha, I was right."

The troupe leader clapped his hands, leaned down and whispered, "to tell you the truth, I like you more and more."

"Then you promised." Qiao Xiaoxiao is not afraid. He is just singing. Let's see who can stay on the stage at last.

The troupe leader put down his sandwich, raised his hand and untied the rope on Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand, watched Qiao Xiaoxiao bend down and untie the rope on his feet, and said magically: "I warn you for the last time, don't play tricks for me, otherwise I won't be polite to Mu Zehao."

"Don't worry!" Qiao Xiaoxiao stood up and moved his wrists and legs. After a night of restraint, there were obvious binding marks on his hands and feet.

"After breakfast, tidy up and go out with me." The troupe leader put down a word and left again.

Qiao Xiaoxiao learned to be smart. She no longer ate the food touched by the troupe leader. She poured out the milk and threw the sandwiches into the trash can in pieces. Then she went in to wash her hands, patted her smooth and full face with cold water, and looked at herself in the mirror. There was no change, but the dark circles under her eyes were heavy and her eyes were puffy. She wanted to have a good sleep when everything was over.

Just returned to the room, the troupe leader had put on his mask and looked like mu Zehao again.

"Change your clothes and go out with me. Wait for you in the car outside."

"OK."

Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded and was glad that he didn't wait for her in the house.

She wore a little green dress, and her face was only lightly on the foundation. In order to make her look better, she put on the red lipstick again, and then hurried downstairs to get on the train.

"Very good." The troupe leader looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao and praised him with satisfaction.

Qiao Xiaoxiao tried her mouth and pulled out a smile. She was not trying to please the troupe leader for such a short time. She was trying not to humiliate mu Zehao. Anyway, the troupe leader is now wearing mu Zehao's face. Since she came out with herself, she must see someone.

"Where are we going?" Qiao Xiaoxiao fastened his seat belt.

"You'll know when you arrive." With that, the troupe leader started the car.

Along the way, the troupe mainly didn't talk. Qiao Xiaoxiao wouldn't take the initiative to talk to him. She looked at this road, which was the road to Mu Zehao company. It seems that he is finally moving and ready to start.

The troupe leader put on the brake and stopped at Mu's door. Then he grabbed Qiao Xiaoxiao's arm with one hand and looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao with sharp eyes. "Remember what to say and what not to say in a moment."

"I see." Qiao Xiaoxiao hid his displeasure and smiled perfunctorily.

Fake mu Zehao stood at the door of the company waiting for Qiao Xiaoxiao to lean over.

"What? Don't you go? " Qiao Xiaoxiao looked at the troupe leader suspiciously and looked at himself.

He pointed to his arm and motioned Qiao Xiaoxiao to take him in, but she could only be led by his nose like a puppet.

As soon as entering the building, the staff at the front desk stood up and bent down to indicate that the troupe leader had no expression on his face. He simply admired Zehao's temper.

Two people stood at the door of the elevator. The surrounding employees dared not approach and waited for the next elevator.

As soon as he got into the elevator, the troupe leader joked: "it seems that mu Zehao is not very friendly in the eyes of the company's employees."

Qiao Xiaoxiao reached back his hand and stepped back, not very happy on his face.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, the troupe leader went straight out. Qiao Xiaoxiao followed him silently with his head down. Yu guangpiao from the corner of his eyes saw a woman coming towards the troupe leader.

The troupe leader suddenly stopped, and Qiao Xiaoxiao also stopped. Mu Jingjing came unsteadily, stood in front of the troupe leader, took a look at Qiao Xiaoxiao, quietly took the troupe leader's arm and walked into the president's office.

Qiao Xiaoxiao felt as like as two peas, but even the same face, but the temperament of the whole person was completely different. Besides, why did she not greet her? It seemed that this person must be a fake and crystal clear. This must be an accomplice of the troupe. She thought about looking for a chance to test, and then she knew whether her guess was right or not.

She pushed away the president's office and found that the troupe leader had sat in Mu Zehao's position and looked around.

"What do you want?" Qiao Xiaoxiao asked after entering.

The troupe leader didn't even look at Qiao Xiaoxiao and replied coldly, "this is not the question you should ask."

Qiao Xiaoxiao was forced to close his mouth, looked at Mu Jingjing sitting on the sofa and walked to her side in doubt.

"Jingjing, I was worried about Yiming yesterday. I said I couldn't find you anywhere and didn't answer your phone. What are you doing?"

"Oh, I didn't do anything. I went to a friend's house. My mobile phone was silent and didn't hear." Mu Jingjing looks indifferent and seems to keep a distance from Qiao Xiaoxiao.

Qiao Xiaoxiao sat down against her and held her hand intimately. "I said, Yiming made a mountain out of a molehill. When you went to South Korea, you also had this. I was worried about it."

"Well, he does have some." Mu Jingjing broke away from Qiao Xiaoxiao's hand and leaned to the side.

Qiao Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly. In fact, she was sure that Mu Jingjing in front of her was not really Mu Jingjing. She didn't have such a situation in Korea at all. It was really without cross examination.

She looked back and saw that the troupe leader was flipping mu Zehao's documents. She wanted to stop, but she didn't have the courage. Mu Zehao and Mu Jingjing were still in his hands. She thought how to inform Jiang Yiming that Mu Jingjing was not mu Jingjing anymore?

When it was almost noon, Qiao Xiaoxiao pretended to be hungry and looked listless.

"When do we get off work?"

Fake Mu Jingjing is also boring. It seems that she was pulled over by the troupe leader to pretend. When she heard Qiao Xiaoxiao say this, she immediately looked at the troupe leader and waited for an answer.

"Get off work now." The troupe leader began to pack up.

"By the way, Jingjing, it's almost noon. Why don't you call Yiming out and let the four of us go out to eat."

Mu Jingjing hesitated to take a look at the troupe leader and looked at him nodding slightly. Mu Jingjing immediately agreed.

"Then I'll go to the bathroom." Joe stood up.

"I'll go too." Mu Jingjing immediately followed.

The two walked side by side without talking. It seems that the troupe leader wants the fake Mu Jingjing to monitor himself. Fortunately, the girls' toilets have compartments. She took out the note in her handbag and wrote on it with her eyebrow pencil: Mu Jingjing is fake. Be careful.

When they came out of the toilet together, the troupe leader had been waiting for them at the door.

Qiao Xiaoxiao is very familiar with this place nearby. After all, mu Zehao didn't take her out to eat less before.

She found a more lively western restaurant. To put it bluntly, it was a crowded restaurant. She thought that with more people, the attention of the troupe leader and fake Mu Jingjing might be distracted.

"This steak tastes excellent." Qiao Xiaoxiao pointed to the menu and said.

"Well... When will Yiming come? Let's order first." Qiao Xiaoxiao is worried about whether Jiang Yiming will come.

When Cao Cao arrived, she chose the seat facing the door as soon as she entered the store, so that she could see Jiang Yiming as soon as she came in.

"Sorry, the traffic jam is late, and it's inconvenient to park here." Jiang Yiming said with a simple smile, his face is full of sweat. It seems that he has run a long way.

"Nothing." Qiao Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to hand Jiang Yiming a paper towel and put the note in Jiang Yiming's hand.

Jiang Yiming was stunned and looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao and gave him a wink.

"Why don't I wash in the bathroom? It's too hot." Jiang Yiming stood up, grabbed the note in his hand and ran to the bathroom.