How could he have such a snobbish mother? Mu Qingyu was forced to die, yet she could still say such sarcastic remarks?

   Opened the mobile phone information, and sure enough, under the operation of the Leng Group, yesterday was still one-sided cynicism, today, the public opinion has become more supportive of Mu Qingyu.

   It's just that Cheng Yaoyun hasn't given him any news yet, that is to say, the source of those two lines still cannot be found.

  Pressing his sore and swollen temples, Leng Yunlin only felt a headache.

  In the past few days, the opponents of the Leng Group have been dormant collectively, and have not had any substantial attacks on them. Looking at the incident this time, it was not a simple revenge incident, and the three million remitted to the Ping family alone was not the work of ordinary people.

  Who did this? What is the purpose?

   Just when he didn't know what to do, a soft white hand stretched out from the side to help him press the tight temple.

   It's Mu Qingyu.

  She didn't speak, but, with her own gentle hands, helped him massage.

   I don’t know how long it can last when it’s so quiet?

   However, at night, Leng Yunlin suddenly received a call.

   It's Zhao Xiaoxuan calling!

  She was on the phone and only said one sentence: "I know who broke the news!"

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  In the darkness of night, Leng Yunlin's car drove to the "Night Banquet".

  It just fell into the night, here at the "Night Banquet",

  The staff of the hotel began to tidy up the venue, and the staff who came and went shuttled around them. Leng Yunlin walked up to the house number that Zhao Xiaoxuan had told him, and knocked on the door.

  There are no windows open in the room, and the moonlight shines on the earth with a kind of hazy beauty. Coupled with the quiet and quiet moonlight, the whole night is romantic and beautiful.

  The moment Zhao Xiaoxuan saw the scenery, she felt that there were only the two of them left between the heaven and the earth, and all she dreamed about in her mind was a beautiful life in the future. Leng Yunlin in her eyes was covered with a layer of silver by the moonlight, shining brightly.

  Leng Yunlin was as indifferent as ever, as soon as he opened the door, he said straightforwardly: "Tell me, who leaked the news!"

   "Brother Yunlin, don't you think the moonlight is beautiful today?" Zhao Xiaoxuan handed him a glass of wine, and she walked over slowly with a glass in her hand.

   "Don't tell me I'm leaving!" Leng Yunlin didn't have the heart to spend time with her, and used his eyes to signal his impatience. Seeing him turn around and plan to leave, Zhao Xiaoxuan said: "Wait, let me think carefully. I remember that day, I was kicked out..."

  Leng Yunlin gave her a cold look, and Zhao Xiaoxuan said, "Later, I went to the bar for a drink. Halfway through the drink, I met many people. One of them, who seemed to be holding that photo, said excitedly that she saw you going out with Mu Qingyu, who was covered in blood, and followed you all the way...but who was it, I can't remember."

   "Better hurry up!" Leng Yunlin wrinkled, stood on the edge of the balcony, and lit a cigarette.

  Zhao Xiaoxuan looked at Leng Yunlin's back, lingering in the smoke, the combination of black and white, so full of temptation.

  Maybe the temperature in the room is a little high, Leng Yunlin looked at the wine glass next to him, drank the wine in the glass, put it on the balcony beside him, and continued to smoke the last cigarette.