Chapter 861： Clear

Mu Zi's gaze fell heavily on the express box, and for a long time, leaving his gaze aside, he returned to the dining table.

Bai Wei took a pair of clean chopsticks from the kitchen and handed it to her.

Mu Zi bowed his head to eat, and the mood that was boiling just now gradually cooled and calmed down.

There is no doubt that Murong Cheng is still alive.

But why did he choose to send express delivery to appease Bai Wei? Calling is more effective.

Why doesn't he call?

Knowing that she was worried, even if she reported her safety, he felt so sorry for her. If she was still alive, how could he not even make a call? ... There is only one reason: Murong Cheng can't call now.

It might even... can't speak.

Thinking of this, Mu Zi's heart twitched fiercely.

The courier should have been sent by Wang Zhan. He didn't tell her because he was worried that she would go to Murong Cheng on impulse.

Maybe Huo Zheng arranged a stalking by her side, trying to find Murong Cheng through her walking along the vine. Once she took action, Murong Cheng's position would be exposed.

Mu Zi's mind is floating.

——Can't contact Wang Zhan actively, can't reveal whereabouts, how can she find Murong Cheng?

After eating, Mu Zi went to the snake house to see Sisi.

During her absence, Sisi lacked care. Although Bai Wei could help with feeding, she was unable to perform the tasks of taking a bath and walking, so Sisi had not been out of the house for a month and a half.

The smell of the snake house is very strong, and it seems that the timid Bai Wei has not cleaned it well.

Mu Zi opened the window to let the air circulate, and then patted Sisi lightly on the head, motioning it to go out with him.

When taking Sisi for a walk in the garden, Mu Zi looked around, did not see the shadow of Xiaoya, and did not know where to go crazy, afraid that he would come back in the evening.

She let Sisi go swimming in the lake, sitting on the pine bench by the shore, quietly thinking about her thoughts.

There are so many things that need to be done, and she has to figure it out one by one.

There was footsteps in his ears, Mu Zi looked up, and saw Mu Zening slowly coming up not far away.

He probably came to the garden for a walk, and when he saw Mu Zi, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Mu Zi averted his gaze, not looking at Mu Zening.

Mu Zening did not let go of this opportunity. After Murong Cheng died, he had always wanted to see what Mu Zi would look like.

She lost a lot of weight.

The lower jaw is slender, the neck is slender, the thick black hair is sloppy and loose, and the lavender dress is gathered around her, and she looks more white and red, and she is graceful and graceful.

I haven't seen her for more than a month, she is a little less naive, a little more charming and feminine.

Mu Zening felt that he should gloat at her misfortune and mock her fiercely. Just thinking about one of them was blown to pieces, he felt very happy.

However, when he saw the coldness and sadness in her eyes, a fragile and soft look, he couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity in his heart.

Mu Zening stopped, slowly lit a cigarette for himself, and asked, "Why are you back? I thought you would stay in Jingling and be the distinguished Miss Situ."

The news that Mu Zi became the adopted daughter of the president has spread throughout Qingjiang.

Mu Zi ignored Mu Zening and looked at the lake quietly, her expression as deep and quiet as an ancient pool, without a trace of ripples.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Mu Zening chuckled lightly and sneered: "It's time to come back, do you want to come back to collect his body."

Mu Zi found that Mu Zening really hated her very much, and chose the most vicious and heart-piercing words for every word she said.

In fact, she can fight back, and her language can be tougher and harsher.

But remembering that Mu Zening was also gentle and elegant, but now that she has something to do with her, Mu Zi chose to forbear.

The quarrel is meaningless.

"I know you hate me." Mu Zi slowly got up and looked forward with a cold voice, "It won't hinder your eyes. I will move out in a few days. I was separated a month ago."