When Mu Shaoling heard Ruan Bai's name, he looked dark.

Dong Zijun, who was standing beside him, was slightly surprised and scolded with a stern face: "You must be responsible for your words and deeds!"

"I can guarantee that everything I said just now is true. I have recorded it. Every time I talk to your wife, I will record it!" Reporter Zhang looked at Mu Shaoling, his words sincerely.

Fortunately, he has the habit of recording. He would record every time he talks with Ruan Bai. Now his only hope is to give Ruan Bai out and prove that he was instructed.

Dong Zijun listened to reporter Zhang's words and swallowed his saliva. Now he didn't dare to speak anymore. If there was really a recording, it would be not as simple as slandering.

"Take out the recording." Mu Shaoling folded his legs together and leaned against the sofa, looking gloomy.

"In my phone." Reporter Zhang hurriedly took out his pocket before remembering to change his pants. He said, "My phone is in the car."

"Go and get it." Mu Shaoling ordered in a calm voice.

"Yes." A bodyguard nodded, immediately went downstairs, found the pants that reporter Zhang had changed in the car, took out his cell phone and sent it up.

The phone was placed on the coffee table, and Mu Shaoling didn't move and said, "Record."

Reporter Zhang immediately held his cell phone, found the recording file with trembling hands. Just as he was about to open it, he whispered: "Mr. Mu, do you want to play it?"

Mu Shaoling raised his eyes and glanced at Dong Zijun.

When the other party received the signal, he understood what it meant, and made a move to retreat for the bodyguard.

Several bodyguards in the apartment retreated outside the door and closed the door.

"Let it go." Mu Shaoling ordered.

Reporter Zhang did not hesitate at this moment, immediately pressed the play button, and then placed it on the coffee table. The recordings between him and Ruan Bai were completely released.

Ruan Bai's vocal cords were damaged, so his voice had characteristics, and Mu Shaoling could hear it all at once.

Dong Zijun's expression changed. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with Ruan Bai. He whispered, "Boss, the recording may be forged."

"I didn't forge it. If I had this technology, would I be able to find it by you, let alone find someone to protect it." Reporter Zhang immediately refuted. Anyway, he is dead now, and he will have to lead someone to be the bottom even if he dies.

Mu Shaoling's eyes sterned, "Who is protecting you?"

"I don't know what his name is for a fierce man." Reporter Zhang wondered, even if he was usually fierce, he wouldn't know where he went at critical moments, so he still talked about protection. "By the way, it's Ruan Bai, the person arranged by Ruan Bai. If you are curious about who protects me, just ask her to go."

The moment Mu Shaoling stood up, he picked up the phone on the coffee table.

Watching him walk out, reporter Zhang sighed: "Mr. Mu, what I tell the truth. If your wife had not instructed me to do this, you wouldn't dare to do this. You can let me go."

Mu Shaoling didn't say a word, pushed the door and walked out.

Seeing this, Dong Zijun followed him out.

Mu Shaoling ordered to the bodyguard outside the door, "Look, don't let him run away."

"Yes!" The bodyguard responded, understanding what he meant.

Dong Zijun followed him. He didn't dare to express his opinion just now, so he had to follow him silently.

"You find someone to check it out to see if the recording is synthesized." Mu Shaoling handed over the phone.

"Yes." Dong Zijun touched his nose and sighed silently. If the recording was real, there would be another gust of wind and rain in the Mu family.

He didn't expect that Ruan Bai, as Mu Shaoling's wife, would have arranged such a play. Is this going to frame Nian Mu?

But if she did this, Mu Shaoling would not get any benefits.

The more Dong Zijun thought about it, the more he felt that Ruan Bai's thoughts were terrible. This woman with amnesia seemed to have changed, and her methods were comparable to those of Bai Zhen.

Thinking of Bai Zhen, he naturally thought of Zhou Xiaosu and Da Zhou Xiaozhou, and followed Mu Shaoling downstairs all the way. When he was thinking about whether to stay and help Mu Shaoling do things, he heard him say, "Go back first."

"Yes!" Dong Zijun stood aside and watched him drive away before he drove to Zhou Xiaosu's residence.

After taking a look at the time, he found that it was already very late and the child must have slept, so he let out the sound of opening the door lightly.

When I opened the door and walked in, I found that Zhou Xiaosu was still sitting in the living room with the TV on, but was locked to a point where it was almost silent. Is she watching TV?

"Xiao Su." Dong Zijun felt warm in her heart when she saw that she was still waiting for her.

Zhou Xiaosu heard the sound, raised her eyes, then withdrew her lightly, and said, "I'm back."

Her voice was very soft, for fear of waking up the big Zhou and Xiao Zhou who had fallen asleep.

"Well, I just finished the matter." Dong Zijun took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger. He has almost moved in now.

The reason why it is said almost is that Zhou Xiaosu insists on sleeping separately from him in the bedroom.

"There are some soups in the kitchen, which Da Zhou left for you. If you want to drink, go and serve them yourself." Zhou Xiaosu rubbed her eyes. After finishing her work, she stared at the TV for a while, and now her eyes are so tired.

"Okay." Dong Zijun felt warm and did not expose her words.

She clearly left this Tang for herself, and she had to say that her daughter kept it for him.

Zhou Xiaosu's appearance of being accustomed to her is also a kind of cuteness when she falls into Dong Zijun's eyes.

Dong Zijun walked into the kitchen and walked out of the microwave with soup. He wanted to sit next to Zhou Xiaosu, but found a computer on her side.

He put the soup on the coffee table, then put the computer on the coffee table, and he sat next to her, pressing her tightly.

"Go away, sit so close, you're so crowded to death." Zhou Xiaosu frowned and deliberately pushed him.

She didn't use much strength, and Dong Zijun didn't move at all. She smiled and picked up the soup bowl, took a sip, and sighed: "Today's soup is very delicious."

"It's done by Auntie." Zhou Xiaosu held the remote control in her hand and walked around the table with all her heart.

Dong Zijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I can drink the soup you make."

He was very familiar with everything about her, including the taste of cooking and the taste of soup cooked, and he could taste it even with his eyes closed.

After he told me, Zhou Xiaosu was not angry, but had a little blush on his face.

She changed the subject, "Why did you work overtime so late today?"

Since Ruan Bai lost his memory, Mu Shaoling has basically brought his work home and never worked overtime, and his personal assistant has also not had to work overtime.

Today is an exception. He did not say hello in advance and said there was a social event. When he came back so late, something must have happened.
Chapter completed!