839. Chapter 839 Emotional entanglement with Mu Wanqing
Yang Mufan was gouging out the scenery outside the window with a cruel look on his face. The fist he placed on his leg rattled and his knuckles turned white. The reason why he withdrew was because he wanted the other party to relax their guard and think that this was the case.
It passed. When the storm calmed down, he didn't believe it: the fox's tail couldn't be exposed.
Just determine who the opponent is and see how he kills him.
Yang Mufan was so angry that his teeth were almost broken.
On the way back to the city center, there was a terrible silence in the carriage. Every cell in Yang Mufan's body and every hair was filled with cold and strong murderous aura. The three brothers of the Tian family were tortured to the point of losing their temper.
Dare to come out, curl up as much as possible, and huddle in the place furthest away from Yang Mufan.
When they were about to arrive at the city center, the driver, who had been holding his breath while driving, carefully raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, go back to Xishangyuan, or go to...the company?!"
"..." Yang Mufan pursed his thin lips in silence.
Seeing that Yang Mufan had no intention of replying, Tianhu scolded the driver for being a fool, and then asked him to drive back to Xishangyuan. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, so why not go to the company?
The driver was so frightened by Tianhu's ferocious appearance that he broke into a cold sweat, and his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking violently.
He just nodded and said yes, but he didn't have time to turn the steering wheel and turned around to go back to Xishangyuan. Admiring Fan's hoarse voice, he quietly said: "Go to the hospital..."
Wen Xiaorou stood in the garden on the top floor, looking at the special forces who had surrounded Xi Shangyuan. At the prompt of the whistle, they walked in goose steps, quickly jumped onto the military vehicle, and then roared away.
Seeing this scene, Wen Xiaorou knew clearly in her heart: it was successful.
There was a hidden smile in her beautiful eyes. When she lowered her head to water the delicate flowers, her long, silky black hair slanted down like a waterfall.
Freeing up a hand, she tucked the loose hair behind her ears.
Humming a song and watering the flowers on the top floor with joy, Wen Xiaorou walked downstairs calmly.
Third floor, master bedroom.
Wen Xiaorou held her cell phone, leaned against the clean and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and whispered: "Thank you this time. Yang Mufan has evacuated all the people. Obviously, he believes he has caught the murderer."
Lan Shi smiled low and deep: "Mrs. Yang, congratulations. This situation is so dangerous, but you can resolve it easily. I really admire you. I underestimated you before, so forgive me for being offended."
Wen Xiaorou smiled and said nothing. There was a certain risk in finding a scapegoat. However, if the blame was placed on the most suspicious person, then... the risk would be greatly reduced.
As for why she chose Qie Ye, let alone the fact that Qie Ye had been in Europe in the past few years and always opposed Yang Mufan. Secondly, she undoubtedly learned that once, there was an emotional entanglement between the boss of Qie Ye and Mu Wanqing.
It was most appropriate for Qie Ye to take the blame.
First of all, the conflict between Qie Ye and Yang Mufan can directly point to why Yang Muan was murdered.
Secondly, due to the conflict between Qie Ye and Mu Wanqing, it is reasonable to kill Yang Muan.
Otherwise: let others take the blame, and the teacher will be unknown.
As long as the scapegoat has a strict mouth and insists that he is the one who devours the night, then... this plan will be absolutely perfect.
