Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Mu Mian didn't expect a dead person to stand up and answer his question. He shook his head and laughed, sneering and said, "No matter how stubborn you are, and no matter how much you can beat, if you die, you will still become a pile of ashes. Can't you get out of this box if you are locked in this box?"

The Mu Congjun in the photo actually looks very simple and honest. At first glance, he is a good and honest person. But people can't look at appearances, and the devil may also wear the skin of an honest man.

It is said that the dragon gives birth to the dragon and the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, and the son of the mouse will burrow. In this life, Mu Mian was most afraid of becoming a violent and cruel alcoholic like his father.

Mu Mian stared at the photo for a while, heaved a long sigh, and said, "I am different from you, I love my wife and my children, I am different from you, I am not a pig or dog. Not as good as a beast."

"Let's go, I'll see you again next year."

Mu Mian walked out of the resting hall and narrowed his eyes when he saw the rising sun.

He got into the car and drove himself to the company. At this time, an unremarkable woman in a gray coat came out from behind the flowers. She took out her mobile phone and made a call to her employer.

"Miss Su, Mu Mian went to the resting hall early this morning to worship his late father."

When Su Beibei received the call, she had just slept for less than three hours. Last night, she was inspired to stay up late to create, and she couldn't stop coding when she turned on the computer. She didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning.

She pressed the throbbing temple and said, "Okay, I see." After hanging up, Su Beibei sat on the bedside thinking wildly, her mind was a little confused.

She went to wash her face, toasted herself and made a sandwich. As soon as I took a bite of the sandwich, I received a video from Li Li.

"Beibei." Li Li was driving, he glanced at Su Beibei in the camera, and then focused on the front of the car again.

Su Beibei reminded Li Li, "Just drive, don't look at me." Her cold voice entered a clear spring, flowing into Li Li's heart, dispelling the lassitude that was not awake.

Li Li smiled and asked her, "Are you free at night? I want to see you. I'll invite you to dinner. Shenxiang Western Restaurant, you know, we'll go there for dinner."

"It's so expensive." Su Beibei has been there once, and the price/performance ratio is too low, but the taste is good. "Come somewhere else, there's no need to go to such a high-end place."

Li Li said, "Today is my birthday."

Su Beibei put down the sandwich in her hand, stared at Li Li, and asked him, "29 or 30?"

Li Li rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "29 years old."

"Old man."

Li Chen took a shot in the mouth and smiled a little sadly. "Please show mercy to Shou Xing's men."

Su Beibei stopped teasing him, she asked Li Li, "what gift do you want?"

Li Li glanced at her secretly, staring at her eating lips, a bit of reverie. But while driving, he didn't dare to desert, and soon looked back.

"I want a kiss." Li Li said.

Su Beibei laughed and said, "give you a double kiss."

"Really?" Li Li had some expectations.

"I'm not lying to you." Su Beibei picked up the sandwich and bit it. She said, "I'll go to your company to find you when I'm free at night."

"it is good."

After hanging up, Su Beibei felt troubled. Although she is a writer and has unrestrained thinking, Su Beibei is not good at dating.

She is not a romance novelist, she is a suspense novelist! She knew how to dismember a body so that there would be no traces, but she didn't know what gift to give to win her boyfriend's heart.

Su Beibei thought of the means of communication of the first lady Song Ci, so she hurriedly took out her mobile phone and WeChated Song Ci. Su Beibei: [Miss Song, what is a suitable gift for your boyfriend's birthday? 】

It was late at night in Austria at the moment, Song Ci was already asleep, the phone was turned to mute, and Su Beibei's information was not seen at all.

Seeing that Song Ci didn't reply, Su Beibei realized that there was a seven-hour time difference between China and Austria, and Song Ci must be sleeping. With pouting, Su Beibei decided to go shopping by herself.

Su Beibei opened the closet and fell into silence when she saw the dark dresses in the closet. Wearing a dark color on a date seems unreliable.

Let's go buy some nice clothes.

In the morning, Su Beibei bought clothes and gifts for Li Li, and went home to sleep. In the afternoon, she drove alone to the resting place the private detective said.

There are quite a few resting halls in Wangdongcheng, but this one is the most luxurious one. The hall is resplendent and resplendent. If she hadn't known that this was the resting hall, Su Beibei would have thought that she had come to the grand hotel.

She found Mu Congjun's urn.

Standing in front of Mu Congjun's urn, Su Beibei looked out for a while. She has been following and investigating Mu Mian recently, but Mu Mian is very clean and does not leave any traces. It is not easy to catch him.

But Su Beibei thought that Song Ci's inference about Mu Mian was correct. It was not easy for Mu Mian to go from nothing to a fortune of hundreds of millions. A person of his character would not easily destroy those important evidences. He even enjoyed the thrill of hiding with the police and secretly complacent.

Where can he hide the evidence?

Su Beibei couldn't think of a reason.

She checked Mu Mian's family background and learned that Mu Mian was not a native of the city, he was from Haicheng in the south. His mother hanged himself in his third year of junior high, and his father, Mu Congjun, was a small leader of a state-owned enterprise. He looked simple and honest, but he was an alcoholic.

According to the survey, Mu Congjun's image in the company is very positive. He is honest, sincere, and dedicated to his work. But the surrounding neighbors have mixed opinions on him.

Mu Congjun would beat his wife occasionally when he was drunk. After beating, he would kneel down and hug his wife's waist to apologize, crying with snot and tears.

His wife had a love-hate relationship with him.

After his wife hanged and died, Mu Congjun did not marry again. He became a father and mother alone, raising Mu Mian as an adult. It stands to reason that their father-son relationship should be good, but after Mu Mian came to visit Dongcheng to study at university, he did not return to his hometown in Haicheng for four years, and visited his father once.

It can be seen that there is a gap between their father and son.

After Mu Congjun died, Mu Mian rushed back to Haicheng from Wangdong City, cremated Mu Congjun's body, and brought it back to the resting hall. Every year on the anniversary of Mu Congjun's death, Mu Mian would visit him. Usually on New Year's Day, but never come back once.

Su Beibei felt a little strange. Since Mu Mian hated his father, there was no need to worship him every year on the anniversary of his death. This was not quite like Mu Mian's style.

The golden urn in front of her was made into countless small squares. Su Beibei opened the door of the small square and saw a delicate urn and a bottle of Erguotou inside.

Su Beibei stared at the Erguotou, and a strangeness flashed in her heart. Mu Mian's father was drunk and fell into the river and drowned. After his father died, Mu Mian even gave his father Erguotou every year. What does he mean?

After confirming that there was no problem in the resting hall, Su Beibei left.