The car ran away and after stabilizing, Ruan Muxi sat aside.

The embarrassment and low pressure in the closed car are clearly confused.

Ruan Muxi secretly glanced at the side.

Mu Shenjie's eyes fell outside the car window, as if he was indifferent to her recklessness.

He was covered in low air pressure and even anger.

So, it’s not that Mu Shenjie wants to ignore Fisher, but that he doesn’t feel that way.

My mother was killed by my grandfather. Should she sympathize with Mu Shenjie? Is it her who she should sympathize with?

I don’t know how to speak, anyway, after the matter was investigated, Mu Shenjie had no reason to force her!

She can get real freedom, right?

Murong stood at the door, looking at Ruan Muxi walking alone in the distance, carrying a shoulder bag on her body, and anger on her face, "Where is my mother?"

Murong asked, "Are you alone?"

Ruan Muxi looked behind her, "Is there a second person? Didn't you say that I'll come alone?"

Murong stepped forward and grabbed Ruan Muxi, and used a rope to cut her hand behind her back—

"What are you doing? Is this necessary?"

"Of course there is!" Murong tied her up and pushed her in rudely.

Ruan Muxi did not resist.

Before entering, I subconsciously glanced out of the door and could not see anything.

But she knew that Mu Shenjie had already taken control of everything.

After entering, I saw Ruan Suqian tied to the seat, "Mom!"

Just as he was about to walk over, Murong grabbed his arm.

When Ruan Suqian saw Ruan Muxi coming, she hurriedly scolded Murong, "You are a killer, not an individual! If you let Xixi go, she really doesn't know about the recording!"

"I understand now." Murong said.

"The recordings have been deleted, and they are gone, why don't you believe it?" Ruan Suqian was angry.

Murong did not speak, but took out a knife and pressed it directly on Ruan Muxi's neck.

"Ah!" Ruan Suqian shouted in fear, "What are you doing Murong?"

"Say, are there any recordings?"

"I've said nothing!"

"It seems that I like to toast and not eat the punishment!" After Murong said that, the knife slashed Ruan Muxi's arm with force—

"Ah!" Ruan Muxi screamed in pain, and her trembling body resisted instinctively, but was pulled by Murong.

Ruan Suqian's eyes widened because of fright, "Murong, you damn stinky man! You kill your wife's scumbag! If you dare to hurt Xixi, I will not let you go if I become a ghost!"

"Damn, I said that I didn't kill Wan Qiling!" Murong retorted angrily.

"You killed it!" Ruan Suqian was about to put the charge on him.

"What are the benefits of you irritating me like this? This knife is on the arm, and the next second is on the neck. Are you sure not to say it?" Murong pressed the blade on his neck.

Ruan Muxi frowned and bit her lip.

She could feel the tingling sensation on her skin.

When did Mu Shenjie appear?

I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart.

How could Mu Shenjie care about her life?

So, if there is no recording, will she be in trouble?

"Murong! I'll say I'll say!" Ruan Suqian spoke in a hurry.

Ruan Muxi was shocked. There was really a recording? Could it be that he fooled Murong?

"Where is the recording?" Murong's face was distorted.

"I also want to know where the recording is." The voice of the person who did not belong to the audience suddenly rang.

Except for Ruan Muxi, everyone was surprised.

Especially Murong, he was so scared that the knife fell down and looked at Mu Shenjie who was walking in shock, as well as his bodyguards.

Ruan Suqian understood and looked at Ruan Muxi.

Ruan Muxi just shook her head and signaled her not to resist, and said anything directly.

Ruan Suqian understands, can Murong not understand?


Chapter completed!