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.
张记者这刻没了犹豫,立刻按下播放键,然后放在茶几上,他与阮白的录音完完整整放了出来.
阮白的声带受损,所以声音带着特性,慕少凌一下子便听了出来.
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 a fierce man is called." Reporter Zhang wondered, even if he is usually mad, he doesn't know where he is going at the critical moment, so he still talks 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 can find someone to check it out and 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.
推开门走进去,发现周小素还坐在客厅,电视开着,但是被关到几乎无声,她这是在看电视吗?
“小素.”董子俊见她还在等着自己,心里暖暖的.
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.
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.
他把汤放在茶几上,然后把电脑也放到茶几上,自己则是坐在她的身边,紧紧贴着.
“走开点,坐这么近,挤死了.”周小素皱了皱眉,故意推了推他.
她用的力气不算大,董子俊丝毫没动,笑着端起了汤碗,喝了一口,感叹道:“今天的汤很好喝.”
“阿姨煲的.”周小素手里拿着遥控,漫步尽心地转着台.
Dong Zijun raised his eyebrows and said, "I can drink the soup you cook."
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.
被他说破,周小素也不恼怒,只是脸上飘了点红晕.
她转移着话题,“怎么今天加班到这么晚?”
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.