634. Chapter 634 Dreaming from the depths of the soul 2
For three years, Yang Mufan never mentioned anything about Mu Wanqing. However, after each operation, he would always call Mu Wanqing's name while unconscious.
Only then did Wen Xiaorou realize that her admiration for Fan Mu Wanqing had been deeply engraved in the depths of her soul. Even if her body tried its best to forget it, her soul would suddenly jump out and sting her fiercely when he was unprepared.
It hurts him...
This made her go crazy with jealousy without even realizing it.
Wen Xiaorou turned around. She originally wanted to go to the bathroom to clean herself up, but she saw the hotel manager walking towards her.
"Mrs. Yang!" The manager saw Wen Xiaorou and ran over quickly, as if he had seen a savior.
Wen Xiaorou arranged her hair, showed a gentle smile, and asked: "Manager, is something wrong?!"
The manager stood in front of Wen Xiaorou, his expression full of anxiety and worry. After struggling for a long time, he carefully took out his tablet and played the video taken in the underground parking lot on demand: "Mrs. Yang, Mr. Yang's car does not belong to our hotel.
This was done by two naughty kids who appeared out of nowhere. Can you...explain to Mr. Yang?! The security guard in the parking lot failed to fulfill his responsibility and failed to protect Mr. Yang's car. I have already driven him away.
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In today's society, cars are a symbol of status and power.
To a certain extent, disrespecting the car means disrespecting the car owner.
If Yang Mufan knew that his car had been painted beyond recognition by two kids in the hotel's underground parking lot, then everyone in their hotel would still be dead?!
After hearing the news, he hurried over from home to deal with it.
Today, he is obviously on vacation.
Wen Xiaorou didn't care at first.
Perhaps among the hotel staff, Yang Mufan's car was painted with paint, which was a major event that would destroy the world, but in her eyes, it was just a car.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently captured Yang Mu'an lying on the roof of the car, drawing turtles. He accidentally raised his head, and his entire face was exposed to the electronic eyes. He could clearly see the outline of his face. Wen Xiaorou
Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.
Feeling a little excited, she grabbed the tablet, rewinded the video, paused it temporarily, and then zoomed in.
Although the picture is a bit blurry, and although Yang Mu'an's face has not completely grown, but...he clearly looks like Yang Mufan.
Anyone who has seen Yang Mufan himself will probably not doubt that they are not father and son if they see Yang Muan's face again.
Wen Xiaorou couldn't control her whole body and was trembling faintly.
This frightened the hotel manager: "Mrs. Yang, are you okay?!"
Wen Xiaorou asked with panic on her face: "Who is this little boy?!"
The hotel manager frowned and looked at Yang Muan, then shook his head.
Wen Xiaorou's legs were so weak that she was a little unsteady.
She raised her hands to hold the wall, forcing herself to calm down, and took several deep breaths before she gradually woke up.
Watching the video again, I quickly saw it: Mu Xiaoni.
She knew Mu Xiaoni.
After learning Mu Wanqing's name, she searched everything about Mu Wanqing on Google.
Back then, she had seen Mu Xiaoni's photo on Mu Wanqing's website.
After just a little thought and deliberation, she quickly guessed the identity of Yang Muan - since he was with Mu Xiaoni, it meant that he was also related to Mu Wanqing. In other words, he was most likely Mu An.
Wanqing and Yang Mufan's son.
Suddenly he raised his head and ordered the hotel manager: "If you don't want to make Mr. Yang unhappy, just destroy the surveillance video and replace it with a broken electronic eye. If Mr. Yang asks about it, just say that the monitor is broken and no video was taken."
Do you know who the initiator is? If Mr. Yang gets angry, I will watch and deal with it."
Upon hearing that Wen Xiaorou was willing to handle it, the hotel manager felt as if he had been forgiven and breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded repeatedly: "Mrs. Yang, I know what to do."
After saying that, he quickly went downstairs to deal with it.
Wen Xiaorou watched his back disappear, lowered her eyes and looked at the video on the tablet, and finally, she deleted it unceremoniously.
When she walked back to the bar on her high heels, with every step she took, she swore in her heart: Shengsheng, mommy will not let anyone take away your daddy. She will not allow it, and will never allow anyone to take it away from you.
