When Mu Qiu heard Mu Yao say this, he laughed and said, "If you can fall in love with someone else, you will not be fooled by him."

Mu Yao didn't refute it even though she heard it.

The original owner liked Xiang Ling too much, and it was indeed a bit unwise to be coaxed.

"Brother, I'm your sister at least. Can't you give me some face?" Mu Yao muttered.

"I'm serious. I don't like that Xiang Ling anymore."

"If I like him again in the future, I'm a dog."

Listening to Mu Yao say this, the smile on Mu Qiu's lips dissipated, and concern emerged between his eyebrows and eyes, "Why do you suddenly don't like it? Is he bullying you again?"

"His he cheated on me?"

"No, it's just that I know his true character." Mu Yao took out her cell phone, adjusted the photos from her cell phone, and handed them to Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu took the phone and looked down. The photo on the phone was a photo of Xiang Ling and a little boy kiss.

The posture is intimate and ambiguous.

After a stroke, each picture was taken with a mask, but it was obvious that it was not the same boy as Xiang Ling kissed.

Looking at these photos, Mu Qiu's face sank and his cell phone was placed heavily on the table.

His eyebrows were full of anger.

"This Xiang Ling is too much, and she is still having sex with so many men?"

He had not sent someone to investigate Xiang Ling before, but it was not found out that Xiang Ling also liked men and had messed up with other men.

If he had known this before, even if his sister had been resentful, he would have killed Xiang Ling.

Mu Yao said slowly: "Xiang Ling went to a particularly niche bar. Those who went there basically like men. In order to protect privacy, people who went there would wear masks."

"So Xiang Ling has been hiding very well before and has not been discovered."

"I peeked at his phone and saw it in the hidden album of his phone." Mu Yao's lowered eyebrows and eyes were a little sad, and her eyes were slightly red.

Xiang Ling does have a hidden album on his mobile phone, which contains more than these photos, but also some videos that are not very visible to others.

But he was very alert and she couldn't touch his cell phone at all.

She directly blacked his cell phone and passed all the things to her cell phone.

Mu Qiu looked up at Mu Yao sitting opposite him, and his angry eyes were filled with heartache, "Don't worry, I will help you get justice and I will definitely not let him go."

"Brother, I want to do it myself this time." Mu Yao's red eyes were filled with a hint of hatred.

"I will let Xiang Ling know the fate of his betray me."

Mu Qiu looked at the sadness and hatred that appeared inadvertently between Mu Yao's eyebrows and eyes, and seemed to be really sad.

It’s good that she could deal with Xiang Ling’s scumbag by herself, so that she could see the nature of that scumbag well and completely give up.

"Okay, if there is something you can't handle, come to me."

Mu Yao looked at Mu Qiu, and a few touches flashed between her eyebrows and eyes, "Thank you brother."

"Okay, you and I are brothers and sisters, there is no need to be so polite." After Mu Qiu said that, he remembered that he was brought over by Mu Yao.

Mu Yao leaned forward and said, "Brother, I have a small request, is that okay?"

Mu Qiu's body leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the chair, "Tell me."

Mu Yao said bluntly: "I don't want to be the marketing manager anymore. I want to go to the film and television company under the group."

"I don't need to be the general manager, just give me a manager position."

Mu Qiu nodded, "Yes, but after you go there, you still have to obey the company's arrangements and cannot make your own decisions. If you violate it, I will immediately remove your position. Do you know?"

In fact, he was still afraid that if Mu Yao was soft-hearted and bewitched by Xiang Ling again, he would use his identity to seek personal gain for Xiang Ling.

After all, she was so obsessed with that Xiang Ling before.

Mu Yao nodded quickly, "I know, I promise, I will definitely not violate it."

Mu Qiu handed the phone back to Mu Yao, and a low and gentle voice sounded, "Yaoyao, brother knows that you like Xiang Ling very much before. If you are sad and uncomfortable, just cry. Don't hold it in your mouth."

"If you want to drink, find a few reliable friends to go to your house to drink. If you want to buy anything, buy whatever you want. If you don't have enough money, ask your brother for it, but just a little bit, don't hurt yourself."

"These are all Xiang Ling's fault, not yours."

Mu Yao took the phone, her eyes couldn't hide her touch, and a little bit of crystal appeared in her eyes, "Brother, thank you."

As soon as he pouted his mouth, tears flowed down his face.

Seeing Mu Yao crying, Mu Qiu immediately pulled out a few pieces of paper, got up and walked to Mu Yao, and gently wiped away the tears from her face.

"If you are sad, just cry, brother is here."

"Brother~" Mu Yao's trembling voice was filled with crying.

She threw herself into Mu Qiu's arms, hugged his waist and buried it in his arms and started crying.

Perhaps affected by the residual emotions of the original owner, Mu Yao felt tears flowing like an open faucet.

Mu Qiu half-wrapped Mu Yao, and gently patted Mu Yao's back with his big hands, comforting her.

Mu Qiu lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Yao who was lying in his arms and crying. Heartache and faint nostalgia flashed through his deep eyes.

When she was young, she would throw herself into his arms like this whenever she was wronged and hugged him and cried.

But later, she fell in love with Xiang Ling because Xiang Ling and the others had a quarrel, and their relationship became much more distant.

He always remembered her when she was a child, and wanted to change the relationship between the two, but had no idea how to start.

Fortunately, his sister is back.

After crying for a while, Mu Yao's mood became much calmer. She retreated from Mu Qiu's arms and looked at Mu Qiu's suit that was soaked in tears.

"Brother, I've got your clothes dirty."

"Just a piece of clothing, no more important than my sister." Mu Qiu's eyebrows were full of doting expressions. He gently wiped the tears from Mu Yao's face with paper.

Listening to Mu Qiu's words, Mu Yao felt her nose sore, the corners of her mouth trembled, and tears lingered in her eyes.

Seeing that Mu Yao was about to cry, Mu Qiu immediately joked: "Oh, you can't cry anymore. If you cry again, let people outside hear it, those who don't know would think I beat you to cry."

Mu Yao burst into tears and laughed. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Don't cry anymore, there is nothing to be sad about for a scumbag."

Mu Qiu: "Okay, go and wash your face, you're all crying like a little cat."

Mu Yao stood up and walked into the side room in the corner of the office, where there was a bed for rest and a bathroom.

Mu Yao turned on the cold water, washed her face, held the cold water and applied it to her eyes, and iced her slightly red and swollen eyes, which turned red.

She kept repeating this action until her eyes didn't look so red before turning off the faucet.

Mu Yao wiped the water from her face with a wash towel, then took out an air cushion from her bag, and threw a thin layer on her face, so it was impossible to tell that she had just cried.

After getting these done, Mu Yao walked out of the president's office and walked towards the rest area.
Chapter completed!