"Well, I'm old and have a woman, it may be a disaster that comes from the sky, or should I stop the loss in time."
Mu Handong said.
"Are you going to deal with me?"
Mu Jianye looked at his son for a while and asked.
"nature."
Mu Handong nodded.
"Okay, then you can do it. The simpler the better. The most important thing is to click on the topic."
Mu Jianye suddenly felt a little relieved that this kid finally knew the reputation of the Mu family.
"Can I not know about this?"
After Mu Handong said that, he got up and went out.
When Mu Handong drove out, he called Ouyang Ping's phone number and made an appointment at a nearby cafe.
In fact, he wanted to find Zhuo Jian, but based on his current position, he weighed it and found Ouyang Ping.
Ouyang Ping ran out of the unit to see him. After sitting down, she couldn't help but smile and looked at him, whispering: "You'd better have something important, my time is very expensive."
Mu Handong personally poured tea for her, "I know that Lawyer Ouyang's time is very precious, so I dare not delay it. I just opened the skylight and said something bright. I came for the woman who looks exactly like Lin Ruxiang."
Ouyang Ping was particularly interested in this topic, but she only expressed her words slightly on the surface, "Continue to talk."
"A few months ago, this girl suddenly found our house and said it was my father's illegitimate daughter. She took out her DNA identification results and accurately stated where my father had spent the night with her mother. Of course, that was
It happened nearly thirty years ago.”
“…”
"My father was shocked, but he was probably old and liked to be kind. Until recently, she always wanted to target Zhuo Jian. After Uncle Fu went to find him again, he finally figured out that I came today for this matter.
Knowing that you are running a PR company privately, I hope you can use the simplest words to separate my father from her."
Mu Han winter shows the cause and effect of the matter.
After hearing him say something, Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look at him more: "Now, Mr. Xiao Mu seems to be much more steady."
"Are you still unstable when you are thirty? I hope you can convey my meaning to Mr. Ye and his wife. Our Mu family has nothing to do with this girl."
"Isn't there really?"
"You know that many things in this world can be faked, otherwise no one would have discovered Lin Ruxiang's pretended to be sick, so I concluded that this girl had no blood relationship with my father."
Mu Handong told her seriously.
Ouyang Ping didn't seem to be lying, and the woman did not look like Mu Jianye at all, but she couldn't help asking before leaving: "Does she have any other name?"
"No, as soon as you appear, you say that your name is Ruxiang, and you don't even have a surname."
Mu Handong returned to her.
Ouyang Ping didn't believe that a person would have no surname. Even if he was an orphan, someone would give her one, which means that the woman was lying.
After Ouyang Ping finished chatting with him, she thought carefully for a while and went to the court again. She didn't call Zhuo Jian until the sun was about to set.
Zhuo Jian was uncomfortable drinking last night. He lay at home for a day and only got up after receiving a call from Ouyang Ping.
"What do you think about this?"
"We wrote the PR manuscript. As for Mu Handong's words, whether to believe or not is actually important."
Zhuo Jian said seriously.
"Okay, as long as you know this, I'll write this manuscript."
Ouyang Ping hung up the phone after saying that.
But soon, Ruxiang's interview video was circulating on the Internet, and Ruxiang burst into tears in front of the camera: "What's wrong with me that made her treat me like this? Is it because I have a face similar to Mr. Fu's white moonlight?
First, I threw red paint to intimidate me, cut off my program, and even found someone... Please help me seek justice."
The sky gradually darkened.
Zhuo Jian went downstairs and sat in the living room, watching Ruxiang's interview video.
Ruxiang put everything on her.
She put down her cell phone, picked up the tea and sipped it lightly, then looked ahead and began to fall into long-term thoughts.
Since this woman is not Lin Ruxiang, why are she targeting her everywhere?
Looking at her face, she was obviously not very good at playing, but the doctor’s plastic surgery skills are too superb and people can’t see any trace?
Could it be an old acquaintance?
Zhuo Jian carefully recalled the woman she met in the past few years she returned to China. She really couldn't remember who she deserved to be provoked by even plastic surgery. No, or is that person not just provoking her?
The day suddenly appeared in her mind.
The Lin Ruxiang in a wheelchair.
The one Lin Ruxiang who said she had lost her memory.
Is that person Lin Ruxiang or Ruxiang today?
As she thought about it, her beautiful brows frowned.
She couldn't figure out what made the woman appear as Lin Ruxiang as Lin Ruxiang?
"Mommy?"
Chengcheng came back from outside and ran to her lap and lay down.
"Baby mom misses you so much."
Zhuo Jian held his little face and kissed him hard first.
"Mommy, Chengcheng misses Mommy too."
The little baby who slept at grandma's house last night misses his mother very much.
Zhuo Jian touched his head in a touch of emotion.
"Mrs. Young Madam, put the braised dishes I brought back from the old house in the kitchen first."
He said to the auntie.
"good."
Zhuo Jian agreed, then looked at his son again, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and gently called him, "Baby."
Chengcheng looked up at her curiously, "Mommy, what's the matter?"
"What would you do if someone falsely accused you of pushing him down?"
"Beat him."
Chengcheng raised her little feet backwards, and after thinking for a few seconds, she immediately gave a two-word answer.
"Why do you still like fighting?"
Zhuo Jian frowned.
Chengcheng seemed to find that she said the wrong thing and immediately lowered her head.
Until the door rang again, he quickly fled from Zhuo Jian's leg and ran to find the person who had just returned, "Dad."
"Call dad."
"Dad, mom is angry."
Chengcheng immediately called Dabi obediently, then raised his hands and asked him to hug him and told him.
Fu Yanye glanced inside and worriedly held her son to the living room to look for her.
"The head hurts?"
Fu Yanye stood in front of her, holding her son in one hand and touching her forehead with the other, afraid that she would have a fever.
"It's much better, you've come back very early."
Zhuo Jian held his hand and left his forehead and looked up at him.
I was still wearing a suit when I went out in the morning, but it was still neat and clean. I suddenly remembered that he had a cleanliness obsession and figured it out.
"My son said you were angry? What's going on?"
Fu Yanye sat down next to her, looking straight at her with black eyes and asked.
"He said that if he was falsely accused, he would beat him up. It was so violent."
Zhuo Jian explained.
Fu Yanye looked down at his son, "It is naturally wrong to fight, it is best to use legal means."
"oh."
Chengcheng agreed and suddenly missed grandma.
"But why do you suddenly talk about those things?"
Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian curiously again.
"Baby, go upstairs and have a new book delivered today, in your bedroom."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to talk too many complicated things between adults in front of Chengcheng.
"Really? I'm going to read a book."
When Chengcheng heard that there was a new book, her eyes immediately shone. She turned around and followed her aunt who came to take her upstairs.
Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"The hot search just posted."
Zhuo Jian turned on his phone and found the video and sent it to him.
Fu Yanye glanced at him, Ruxiang said the three words "White Moonlight" and made him frown tightly. Then he turned off his phone and looked up at her.