Women are full of dust, and Mu Zhengyan even thought it was eye-catching in the past.

However, Zhan Hanjue just glanced at Susan, then he opened his mouth without hesitation... Susan took the opportunity to pour the red wine to Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Hanjue accepted all the orders, and scarlet wine overflowed along his thin lips, eroded and luxurious, and susan's eyes were shining: "Wow! Jue is so great, eat a fruit?"

The woman used her hands with bright red nails to grab the grapes, and Mu Zhengyan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He walked to the speaker and slammed out the music and turned on the lights.

Brush... The originally vague warm-toned light suddenly turned as bright as daylight. Everyone in the private room was stunned, but when those women saw that it was Mu Zhengyan, they did not dare to say anything.

"This game is over, all are out."

After Mu Zhengyan gave the order, the women had to leave even though they were reluctant.

Susan did not forget to stuff the grapes in his hand into Zhan Hanjue's mouth, and Zhan Hanjue actually ate them too.

Losing the noisy music and women's laughter, the world suddenly became quiet. Zhan Hanjue lay back and leaned against the leather sofa. A bright and dazzling chandeliers hung above his head. There seemed to be no light in his turbid eyes.

"Are you really going to die just like this drunkenness?"

Mu Zhengyan walked over and kicked Zhan Hanjue's calf: "I still remember the sweetness of you and Xiaoxixi at the wedding. You swear to be kind to her for the rest of your life. How long has it been, have you forgotten all of you?"

As if stimulated, Zhan Hanjue suddenly stood up, swung his fist and waved at Mu Zhengyan's evil face-"Do you think I don't know what you did at the mourning party?

There are no bullets in the gun! You and Ning Xi join forces to plot against me!"

Mu Zhengyan quickly dodged back and avoided, but Junyan was still brought by Zhan Hanjue's fist wind. His short hair was blowing in his ears with the wind. He said in a sensation: "Do you really want to see Xiaoxixi give his life to God?"

Don't be depressed. Ning Kai only relies on Xiao Xixi's filial piety to him. What you should do most now is to tear off his mask little by little..." Before he finished speaking, another strong wind slammed along his handsome face.

What Zhan Hanjue cared more about was Ning Xi's attitude.

Let's throw away the empty space and don't want to think about anything anymore. Zhan Hanjue regarded Mu Zhengyan as a good outlet and contacted him with his boxing.

Mu Zhengyan was dodging at first, only defending but not attacking, but after several times, Zhan Hanjue hit the face and suddenly said in anger: "Damn! Hit someone but not the face, okay, since you want to hit me, I will accompany you to have a good fight..." The two of them turned to the martial arts hall, changed into Taekwondo uniforms, and stood on the stage to fight.

From Taekwondo to Judo, from Judo to Fencing, Zhan Hanjue and Mu Zhengyan took all these martial arts competitions throughout the night and for several hours.

No matter how physically Mu Zhengyan was, he couldn't stand his wheel battle... Mu Zhengyan took advantage of the intermission and leaned against the rope, drinking mineral water while gasping for breath: "I admit that I've played some tricks, so you don't have to fight with me like this, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Hanjue wiped away the hot sweat from his forehead, then stared at Mu Zhengyan and said coldly: "Come again!"

"What?

Come again..." Mu Zhengyan only wanted to have a conversation and let him vent his anger. Why did he want to stay with him forever?

Mu Zhengyan couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only hide.

He called Ache and asked Ache to accompany Zhan Hanjue to practice.

Ache accompanied Zhan Hanjue for another two hours, and both sides were exhausted before the truce was stopped.

Zhan Hanjue sat cross-legged in the dojo, bean-sized sweat beads slid down the corner of his forehead, and his Taoist robe was already wet, and he could almost twist out water.

Mu Zhengyan persuaded him earnestly, and even the person in charge of the temple came over and hinted that the door would be closed tonight.

Mu Zhengyan immediately proposed to send him home.

Zhan Hanjue stood up expressionlessly, wiped the hot sweat from his body with a towel, and went to the locker room to take a shower and change his clothes.

"Do you think your boss' menopause is coming soon?"

When Zhan Hanjue came out of the shower, Mu Zhengyan joked at A Che.

Ache was ashamed: "...Mr. Mu, should you touch your conscience before you say this?"

"My conscience is very good. Do you want to lend it to you?"

Mu Zhengyan raised his eyebrows as if he was smiling.

"…Jie Jue has been in a bad mood since Ms. Xia was buried. I am really worried that he will get sick."

Ache sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, he's venting after a fight so happily tonight."

Mu Zhengyan believed that Zhan Hanjue would come out, but unexpectedly, ten minutes later, Zhan Hanjue changed his clothes and came out, but directly ordered A Che: "Go back to the company."

"Mr. Jue, it's already past one o'clock in the morning. Are you still going to the company?"

A Che was shocked and secretly exchanged glances with Mu Zhengyan, with a helpless look on his face.

Mu Zhengyan was even more surprised: "Are you still a human being?"

I just fought like that, but now I am not sleepy or tired?"

"I'm more awake now."

Mu Zhengyan almost gritted his teeth: "Zhan Hanjue, you are self-abuse!"

“So shouldn’t you be happier?

At least it’s better than hurting your distressed cousin.”

Zhan Hanjue sneered and shook Mu Zhengyan's hand away, and ordered Ache to drive the car downstairs and stride away.

Mu Zhengyan: "..."... Qiao Xin'an was with Ning Xi in the hospital, and Ning Xi couldn't sleep well. She tossed and turned on the bed. Qiao Xin'an finally ignited a little incense that helped sleep and was harmless to pregnant women, which sootheed her emotions.

After getting free, she immediately called Mu Zhengyan to exchange messages.

When she learned that Zhan Hanjue was at high risk and high pressure, she swallowed: "I... I am the same here. Xixi just said in a daze that she wanted to find Mr. Jue, what should I do?

Didn’t it mean that the key lies in Uncle Ning?

Otherwise, let’s send Uncle Ning away?”

"Are you stupid?

Xiaoxixi's true life experience has not been found out yet, letting Ningkai go is equivalent to returning to the mountain."

"What should I do?"

"Wait, time is the best medicine."

Mu Zhengyan said with a deep meaning, let the situation develop for the time being.

...Ningxi rested in the hospital for three days.

She was not completely idle these three days. She asked Qiao Xin'an to help her re-examine her blood relationship with Ning Kai and investigate the relationship between Ning Kai and Mu Zhinuan more than 20 years ago.

If Ning Kai lies to Mrs. Mu for the first time.

He and his mother did not know each other in a bar, and they had already had an intersection before that, so there would be clues left... The moment he saw the results of the blood relationship verification report, Ning Xi had already accepted this fact calmly.

She is really not Ning Kai’s daughter! Then whose daughter is she?

What did Zhan Hanjue find out?

Is he doing well now?

The more she thought about Zhan Hanjue, the more she could not control her inner longing and wanted to see how he was doing.

However, what Ning Xi didn't know was that the news that Ning Kai was the one who killed Xia Qingning.

There are a large number of journalists hidden outside the hospital...
Chapter completed!