C4 He Just Got out of the Wolf Den and Dropped the Tiger Cave

She didn't ask any stupid questions about your investigation of me, because with her high school IQ she could have figured out what she was looking for through her ID card. As for the identity of the person in front of her, based on everything she had done this morning and her description of him, she thought she had guessed it and that was why she had come to a quick compromise.

His name was Mo Zihan, and on the day of his adulthood, he sat in a wheelchair in a car accident, causing the hearts of many rich families to break down. Within the short span of a few years, he established his Hanmang Film and Television Group, used the cost of 10 million yuan to make a movie, and actually created a 100 million yuan box office. From then on, he was considered a legend in the film and television world, and he was also the eldest son of Mo's.

Bai Mingyue wrote her name on the contract. While the person in front of her had his back facing her, she quickly put on the clothes on the floor, walked to the wheelchair and handed the contract over.

Mo Zihan didn't even look at the contract and just stuffed it into the secret compartment of the wheelchair and walked out of the room.

Bai Mingyue stared at her straight and broad back with resentment. She never thought that she would fall out of the den of wolves last night and end up in the den of tigers. All she could do now was to take one step at a time.

After leaving the hotel, Bai Mingyue turned around and looked up. She wrote down the name of the hotel and tried to remember the profound lesson of the night.

A black Rolls Royce pulled up in front of them and a man in a black business suit stepped down from the driver's seat.

She was young, pretty and sunny, with a pair of long eyes that seemed to be capable of discharging electricity. A faint, frivolous smile appeared on her lips. She seemed a bit surprised to see her, and her gaze lingered for a few more seconds.

"Young Master Mo." Su Zhe bowed to Mo Zihan, then took out a board to push Mo Zihan and his wheelchair into the car, then gestured to her to let him in.

Although she didn't know who the driver was, she had already seen this person in the media and knew that the driver was Mo Zihan's personal assistant. This made her more certain of her guess.

She was actually in the same car as the legendary Young Master Mo. If this had happened before last night, she would definitely be too proud and unable to sleep due to the excitement.

And most importantly … She didn't have a place to sit?

Bai Mingyue glared as she scanned the empty space behind the car. Apparently, all the chairs here had been removed. Could it be that she had to maintain a half-squatting posture?

She looked at the cold face on the wheelchair, and her pink lips moved. In the end, she decided not to open her mouth to voice her protest.

With this paralyzed man's personality, she would only be asking for trouble if she said it out loud.

After an unknown period of time, the car gradually stopped. Bai Mingyue looked out of the window at the house, not knowing how many times she had been shocked.

She boasted that she had good mental fortitude, but she was easily defeated again and again in front of this guy who didn't follow common sense. Why did the car stop at her house?

"You'll have to go home sooner or later." Mo Zihan opened the car door and kicked her out after getting the answer.

Bai Mingyue rubbed her sore butt, hugged her bruised arm and silently greeted Mo Zihan's ancestors. She walked back home with her key, slightly limping.

Just like Mo Zihan said, if he didn't go home today, he would go home later to report that he couldn't stay home. However, wasn't this guy thinking a bit too fast?

Su Zhe turned around from the driver's seat and stared meaningfully at the disappearing back of Young Master Mo. With a playful smile, he said, "Young Master Mo, are you not planning on enduring this time?"

He was Young Master Mo's personal assistant and doctor. He cured his leg and was the only one who knew Young Master Mo's secret. But now, it seemed that one more person needed to know.

Mo Zihan's calm black eyes swept over Su Zhe. The latter smiled in embarrassment, turned his head, and ruthlessly rubbed the muscles on his face.

It was just a glance, yet he felt like his face was frozen. One could only imagine how close Alexander was to Young Master Mo.

Su Zhe gave Bai Mingyue, who had thoroughly investigated this morning, a flag of silence.

Bai Mingyue changed her shoes at the door of the house that separated the two houses. Her gaze swept past the house that she had lived in for twenty years.

The furniture was all nailed with the cheapest wood. Currently, a woman was sitting on a wooden chair with one hand supporting her head, her eyes were closed, and there were even more wrinkles on the back of her eyes than her true age. One could faintly see the dry skin on her face, and her eyebrows were tightly locked, as if she was having a dream.

Bai Mingyue's eyes flashed with heartache.

Last night, her mother must have been sitting in this chair waiting for her to come back. It was all because of her bad luck and her stupidity. Although she was the top student in school, she always trusted others and fell into their trap.

She took a piece of clothing that she had sewn many times to cover the woman's body. She gently shook her mother's body. "Mom … Mom …"

Cai Shuya slowly turned around. After initially being at a loss, her thoughts became clear. She nervously grabbed her arm and checked it up and down. "Are you alright? Why didn't you go home last night? Didn't you go and get your ID card?"

Bai Mingyue's heart was filled with warmth. She giggled and stuck out her tongue. "Mom, I'm fine. I met a classmate who had a good relationship with her last night, so I played with her for a while. I didn't expect to get drunk and sleep at her house."

Her mother did not know that her father had asked her to go out, and she did not want her mother to worry about her father anymore. As for what happened after last night …

It's not important anymore, but haven't we survived it already?

Cai Shuya's eyes, which were filled with dark circles, revealed a smile. She looked at the bright sky through the window and walked towards the simple stove table. "Look at me. I actually overslept and didn't even prepare breakfast. I'll cook it for you now."

Bai Mingyue gently hugged Cai Shuya's waist from behind. The feeling of being weak made her nose sour, and she pretended to be happy. "Mom, no need, this is my classmate who sent me here this morning, and is still waiting for me at the door. And I won't be able to go home for the rest of the time, because my classmate introduced me to a high-paying field job."

Father loved to gamble, snatching away all the income in the family to gamble with, and even punched and kicked mother. These years, mother really did not live an easy life.

"Mom, I'm not home. You have to take good care of yourself." She whispered again, and kissed Cai Shuya lovingly goodbye, changing her shoes at the door.

She was afraid that if she stayed inside for too long, Mo Zihan would rush in and affect her mother.

"Why are you leaving so quickly? I'll prepare your luggage for you."