884: C884 I Care

C884 I Care

884.

After breakfast, Zhuang Nuannuan still wanted to go and clean up the plates. However, one of her fingers was still bandaged and she could not touch the water. She could only endure it and sat on the sofa next to her.

Qiao Muze came out of the kitchen and said to her, "Are you going to the company?"

"If I don't go, can I rest at your house?" Zhuang Nuannuan looked up and asked. She was afraid that if he was not at home, she would not be able to stay at his house.

Qiao Muze heard her pitiful voice and could not help but pursed his lips. He held back a smile and answered seriously, "Of course you can. Before your grandmother comes back, you can live here in peace."

Zhuang Nuannuan's eyes flashed with joy. She nodded, "Okay. I promise I won't touch your things."

"Lunch, I will get someone to bring it over. When the time comes, just open the door for my assistant." After Qiao Muze finished his instructions, he walked to the door and took the car keys out.

Zhuang Nuannuan watched him leave and heaved a sigh of relief. She did not know what she was going to do.

In the company, after Zhuang Nuannuan's encounter, Zhou Tao naturally sent notice to the other members of the company. After he finished talking to Lan Chunian, Lan Chunian worriedly pulled out a phone and called.

Zhuang Nuannuan was lying on the sofa thinking about something. When she heard the phone call, she reached out and picked it up, "Hello, Chu'nian."

"Warm, warm. How are you? Did you really meet a bad paparazzi team last night? Are you hurt?"

Zhuang Nuannuan knew that Zhou Tao had told her. She quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I was just shocked. Chu'nian, you have to be careful when you go out in the future. Ask your brother to protect you."

"Yes, I know. I will definitely pay attention. Then where are you now?" Lan Chunian asked curiously.

Zhuang Nuannuan's heart immediately tightened. She did not want to tell anyone about her staying in Qiao Muze's house for the time being. Even Lan Chunian did not want to tell anyone.

"I live in a friend's house. Chu'nian, don't worry about me. I am very safe."

Lan Chunian was a person who did not pursue the root of the matter. She smiled and said, "Alright, take care of your safety and gather when you have time."

"Alright, you too."

The two good sisters hung up after they finished chatting. Ye Manni and Lin Qian, who also received a call from Zhou Tao, did not have such good intentions.

The two of them made a phone call and started to chat. They did not have any sympathy for Zhuang Nuannuan's encounter and it must be in the entire team. Zhuang Nuannuan's family background was the worst.

Hence, she lived in a community that lacked security. If she encountered such a thing, it could only be said that it was her own fate.

In the Qiao Group, Qiao Muze stood in front of the French window. He pulled out Zhou Tao's phone.

"Hello, President Qiao, what do you need?" Duanmu Zhou Tao's voice immediately answered enthusiastically.

"Warm up yesterday afternoon. We can't just leave it be. I want you to go to the police now and find that bastard. I want him to pay the price." Qiao Muze's voice was calm, but it was filled with suppressed anger.

Zhou Tao also did not want to make this matter big. It would not be good for the artist's identity to be violated.

"President Qiao, do we really have to do this?"

"Yes. Lend me and Zhuang Nuannuan's scandal to let the media know that Zhuang Nuannuan is my Qiao Muze woman. If anyone dares to touch her again, I will make them pay a heavy price." Qiao Muze's tone was full of determination and dignity.

Zhou Tao immediately asked, "If you want to do this, the outside world might prove your relationship. Is this really okay?"

"I have no objections." Qiao Muze replied lightly, "Zhuang Nuannuan too."

He decided for her.

Qiao Muze had another deeper meaning in this matter. He wanted to let the person who hid behind and did not dare to show himself but chased after Zhuang Nuannuan know his relationship with Zhuang Nuannuan.

He believed that the murderer who hid behind the scenes must be very anxious about this. Because of Zhuang Nuannuan's matter, it was his turn to interfere in the investigation. The truth of this matter would be revealed sooner or later.

Therefore, the person behind the scenes would not be able to keep his cool and would find an opportunity to get rid of Zhuang Nuannuan.

This was a dangerous plan. It was also an opportunity to uncover the truth five years ago and find out who was behind it.

"Alright! I will immediately report this to the police and find out who the paparazzi is and send them to the police to deal with it. At the same time, I will also hint to warm up your relationship."

"Yes! As soon as possible. " Qiao Muze lowered his voice and hung up the phone.

Qiao Muze had just put down his phone and was about to return to his seat when his internal phone rang. He picked it up." Hello. "

"Muze, it's me." Duan Qiao's father's voice came.

"Dad, what is it?" her father asked. Qiao Muze's voice softened a little.

"Muze, I just saw something about you. I want to ask you if the girl who recently had a scandal with you is called Zhuang Nuannuan. Is she Zhuang Yanming's daughter?" Duan Qiao's father asked.

Qiao Muze did not deny it. "Yes, she is Zhuang Yanming's daughter."

"Muze, why did you have a scandal with her? Your relationship is not a joke. You should warn the media in the outside world not to use your reputation to hype things up." Father Qiao's voice sounded a little angry.

Qiao Muze narrowed his eyes. "Dad, do you know why Zhuang Yanming and his wife committed suicide?"

Father Qiao was silent for a few seconds. He sighed. "That's something that happened in the past few years. Why are you bringing this up?"

"Dad, I suspect that the death of their husband and wife is not a normal suicide, but something hidden behind their backs." Qiao Muze had been investigating for the past few days, and only today did he explain his thoughts to his father.

"Muze, how did Dad teach you?" Muze asked. It's your business, "Muze said." Just do what you need to do. " Don't waste your time if it's not something you should be in charge of. The death of Zhuang Yanming and his wife was what the police needed to do. You just need to take care of the company. " There was a hint of seriousness in Father Qiao's voice.

Qiao Muze lowered his eyes. His father's tone clearly showed that he had avoided talking about the death of Zhuang Yanming and his wife.

"Also, stay away from Zhuang Nuannuan. She is an artist. Don't waste your time with her, lest your reputation gets affected."

"Dad, I know." Qiao Muze replied.

"Don't touch Zhuang Yanming anymore. The case is closed. There is nothing to talk about."

"I know." Qiao Muze did not go against his father on the surface.

Father Qiao hung up the phone, but Qiao Muze's eyes were filled with complicated thoughts. In his heart, he firmly believed that his father was not the murderer of Zhuang Yanming. There was someone else who killed Zhuang Yanming. Even his father knew who that person was, but he would not say it out loud.

Qiao Muze's heart was full of doubts. His father avoided talking about this matter, but it made him even more curious. He even had the desire to find out the truth.

Because he knew that even if he did not investigate, Zhuang Nuannuan would spend her entire life to pursue this truth.

He bit his lips. His father was right. This matter did not have much to do with him, but when he thought of this girl standing alone in danger, he could not sit by the side and watch.

Therefore, he would still investigate this matter. No matter who the person hiding behind the scenes was, he wanted to give Zhuang Nuannuan a truth.

Lan's Mansion.

Lan Chunian was practicing her dance in the training room on the top floor. This was a privilege that only she, Miss Lan, had. At home, she had a spacious training room. Moreover, the design was very luxurious and the equipment was first-class.

At this moment, she was playing their main song. Lan Chunian was humming and twisting her slim waist while she was practicing her dance passionately.

She was wearing a sweatshirt just now. Now, she only had a sports undergarment and a pair of tight denim shorts. Her beautiful and charming segments were reflected in the three mirrors.

Every mirror reflected her youthful vigor and vigor. Her long hair was tied in half at the back of her head, and the other half was scattered behind her head. She exuded the aura of a dancer.

A slight sweat covered her smooth forehead. Following her wild and unrestrained movements, it was as if she was going to make a man lose his soul.2

At the door, Lan Qianhao was resting at home today. It was almost noon. His mother had already finished cooking and asked him to go upstairs and invite Miss Lan downstairs for lunch.

Lan Chunian was so immersed in her dance that she did not know that there was a person standing at her door.

When she finished her last move, her eyes suddenly looked up. When she reached the door, she quickly turned around. Lan Qianhao was looking at her with his arms crossed.

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