Hearing Ruan Bai's name, Mu Shaoling's expression darkened.
Dong Zijun on the side was slightly surprised, and said with a straight face: "You must be responsible for your words and deeds!"
"I can guarantee that everything I just said is true. I have a recording. Every time I talk to your wife, I will record it!" Reporter Zhang looked at Mu Shaoling and spoke sincerely.
Fortunately, he has the habit of recording every time he talks to Ruan Bai. Now his only hope is to confess Ruan Bai and prove that he was instigated by others.
Dong Zijun swallowed his saliva after listening to reporter Zhang's words. Now he didn't dare to speak. If there was really a recording, it would not be as simple as a false accusation.
"Take out the recording." Mu Shaoling folded his legs together and leaned against the sofa, his expression gloomy and uncertain.
"It's in my cell phone." Reporter Zhang quickly dug into his pocket, then remembered that he had changed his pants, and said, "My cell phone is in the car."
"Go get it." Mu Shaoling ordered in a calm voice.
"Yes." A bodyguard nodded, immediately went downstairs, found the pants that reporter Zhang had changed into in the car, took out his cell phone and brought it over.
The mobile phone was placed on the coffee table. Mu Shaoling remained motionless and said, "Recording."
Reporter Zhang immediately held the phone and found the recording file with trembling hands. When he was about to open it, he asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mu, do you want to play it?"
Mu Shaoling raised his eyes and glanced at Dong Zijun.
The other party received the signal, understood what it meant, and made a move for the bodyguard to retreat.
Several bodyguards in the apartment retreated outside the door and closed the door.
"Let go." Mu Shaoling ordered.
Reporter Zhang no longer hesitated at this moment and immediately pressed the play button and placed it on the coffee table. The recording between him and Ruan Bai was played completely.
Ruan Bai's vocal cords were damaged, so his voice had its own characteristics, and Mu Shaoling recognized it immediately.
Dong Zijun's expression changed. It seemed that this matter had something to do with Ruan Bai. He reminded in a low voice, "Boss, the recording may be forged."
"I didn't forge. If I had this skill, how could I be found by you, let alone find someone to protect me?" Reporter Zhang immediately retorted. Anyway, he is going to die now, and he will have to find someone to be the bottom.
Mu Shaoling's eyes narrowed, "Who is protecting you?"
"A ferocious man, I don't know his name." Reporter Zhang was puzzled. He was usually vicious, but at critical times, he didn't know where he was, so there was no need to talk about protection. "By the way, it's Ruan Bai. Ruan Bai is here."
The person who arranged it, if you are curious about who protected me, just ask her."
The moment Mu Shaoling stood up, he picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.
Watching him walk out, Reporter Zhang sighed: "Mr. Mu, what I told is the truth. If your wife hadn't been instigating this matter, I wouldn't have dared to do it. Just let me go."
Mu Shaoling opened the door and walked out without saying a word.
Seeing this, Dong Zijun also walked out.
Mu Shaoling ordered the bodyguard outside the door, "Watch, don't let him escape."
"Yes!" the bodyguard responded, understanding what he meant.
Dong Zijun followed behind him. What happened just now, he didn't dare to express his opinion, so he had to follow silently.
"Get someone to check and see if the recording was synthesized." Mu Shaoling handed over the phone.
"Yes." Dong Zijun touched his nose and sighed silently. If the recording is true, there will probably be another storm in the Mu family.
He didn't expect that Ruan Bai, as Mu Shaoling's wife, would actually arrange such a drama. Was this to frame Nian Mu?
But if she does this, Mu Shaoling will not gain much benefit.
The more Dong Zijun thought about it, the more terrifying he felt about Ruan Bai's thoughts. This amnesiac woman seemed to have changed into a different person, and her methods were comparable to those of Bai Zhen.
Thinking of Bai Zhen, he naturally thought of Zhou Xiaosu and Da Zhou Xiaozhou, following Mu Shaoling all the way downstairs. When he was thinking about whether to stay and help Mu Shaoling, he heard him say: "First
Go back."
"Yes!" Dong Zijun stood aside and watched him drive away before driving to Zhou Xiaosu's residence.
Looking at the time, he realized that it was already very late and the child must have slept, so he opened the door softly.
Opening the door and walking in, I found Zhou Xiaosu still sitting in the living room. The TV was on, but it was turned off until it was almost silent. Was she watching TV?
"Xiao Su." Dong Zijun felt warm in his heart when he saw that she was still waiting for him.
When Zhou Xiaosu heard the sound, she raised her eyes, then retracted them lightly and said, "I'm back."
Her voice was very soft, for fear of waking up Dazhou and Xiaozhou who were already asleep.
"Well, I just finished dealing with things." Dong Zijun took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger. He had almost moved in now.
The reason why I say almost is because Zhou Xiaosu insisted on sleeping in a separate bedroom from him.
"There is some soup in the kitchen. It was left for you by Da Zhou. If you want to drink it, go and serve it yourself." Zhou Xiaosu rubbed her eyes. After finishing her work, she stared at the TV for a long time. Now her eyes were very tired.
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"Okay." Dong Zijun felt warm in his heart and did not expose her words.
This soup was obviously left by her for herself, but it must be said that it was left by her daughter for him.
Zhou Xiaosu's duplicitous appearance can be regarded as cute in Dong Zijun's eyes.
Dong Zijun walked into the kitchen and came out with soup from the microwave. He wanted to sit next to Zhou Xiaosu and found a computer placed there.
He put the soup on the coffee table, then put the computer on the coffee table, and sat next to her, leaning against her.
"Go away, sit so close, it's too crowded." Zhou Xiaosu frowned and pushed him deliberately.
She didn't use much force, but Dong Zijun didn't move at all. He picked up the soup bowl with a smile, took a sip, and sighed: "Today's soup is delicious."
"Auntie cooked it." Zhou Xiaosu held the remote control in her hand, strolling around and turning the stage with all her heart.
Dong Zijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I can drink the soup you made."
He was very familiar with everything about her, including the smell of cooking and the taste of soup. He could taste it even with his eyes closed.
After he told her, Zhou Xiaosu was not angry, but had a slight blush on her face.
She changed the subject, "Why did you work overtime so late today?"
Since Ruan Bai lost his memory, Mu Shaoling basically took his work home and never worked overtime, and his personal assistant also did not have to work overtime.
Today was an exception. He didn't say hello in advance and said he had some entertainment. But when he came back so late, something must have happened.
"The boss's people have found the reporter who broke the news." Dong Zijun said, and he didn't mind telling her the matter, because Zhou Xiaosu had a strict mouth and she knew what to say and what not to say, so he was relieved.
