Madam's black history was picked up

Si Zhen paused with the hand holding the teapot, and continued pouring tea.

"Miss An is a smart person, and I like dealing with smart people."

Si Zhen raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "It's cold, sit down and have a cup of tea to warm up."

"No need. Drinking nothing will warm you up when you're cold. If you've already got the answer you want, then I'll take my leave first." Anyajie turned around to leave after finishing speaking.

"and many more."

Anyajie stopped and didn't look back.

"Our Si family will not treat any woman who has been with Tianmu badly, and you are no exception, but you are also special." Si Zhen slapped twice.

A bodyguard walked in with a tray, placed it in front of Si Zhen, and then backed out.

Anyajie turned around and glanced at the things on the tray, an ID card, a bank card, and a passport, with a clear sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Si Zhen glanced at Anyajie: "If Miss An knew the amount in the card, she wouldn't smile like this.

"I don't laugh because of that bank card. I don't have the habit of getting something for nothing. You are not selling your son. Even if you sell it, I will definitely not buy it now. I don't even want it for free."

Si Zhen frowned, why did this woman speak so harshly.If he was not really afraid that Si Tianmu would hate him, he would not change the way he treats An Yajie.

"I'm laughing at the ID card, Mr. Si, I can tell you responsibly that my grandfather gave me the name Anyajie, even though I don't like the surname An very much."

"But because it was my grandfather's name, I will only use the name Anyajie until I die." Anyajie's eyes were full of determination.

Si Zhen appreciated her firmness.

"Actually, Mr. Si's worries are completely unnecessary. You are afraid that your son will have more affection for me, so you ran to find me, heh!" Anyajie sneered.

"You should have seen my face. This is your son's masterpiece. He hates me so much now, how could he come to me."

Si Zhen frowned, the more he loves, the more he will be hurt.

"Mr. Si, you can rest assured that I will leave here. If I want to hide, no one will find me unless I say so. But..."

"If Mr. Si really wants to express his heart, then do one thing for me."

"Tell me." Si Zhen was very satisfied with Anyajie's sense of current affairs.

"I signed an unequal contract in your Si Group. At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't have much social experience, so I signed it in a daze."

"I've been working in your Si's family for almost a year, and I owe Si Tianmu tens of thousands of dollars instead of earning a dime. Now that the account is canceled and you ruined the contract, the money I owed to Si Tianmu will also be written off."

The corners of Si Zhen's mouth twitched, this kid must be too dark-hearted, why isn't he so picky with other women.

Si Zhen squeezed his fist against his lips and coughed twice, then nodded: "No problem, I can promise you this."

"Then I can go."

Si Zhen made a gesture of invitation, and Anyajie left without looking back.

Looking at Anyajie's resolute back, Si Zhen was thoughtful.

I used to think that I could keep walking holding hands like this, but I realized after letting go that this is just the occasional intersection of two parallel lines.

Si Tianmu drove Murong Lan back in the car, and Murong Lan curled up on the back seat, staring out the window with blank eyes.

"Mulan, it doesn't matter if you didn't participate this time. Don't you still have your own studio? Even if you don't go through competitions, you can still make achievements."

Murong Lan blinked her eyes, looked out the window and said nothing.

"Don't think too much, give yourself a vacation, adjust your mentality and come back to continue your career."

Murong Lan closed her eyes, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

Seeing Murong Lan's distraught look, Si Tianmu took a deep breath when he thought of Anyajie's resolutely walking back.

"Mulan, I heard that the ice city in country M is very beautiful, may I take you to see it?"

Murong Lan immediately opened her eyes and looked at Si Tianmu, a little uncertain: "Say, are you going with me?"

Si Tianmu twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that his heart was not his own: "That's right, I haven't been to country M for a long time, so I went to see my brother by the way."

"Ah Mu, thank you!" Murong Lan's eyes were red again, but she was a little impatient.

"Then let's go today? I don't want to stay here for a moment."

Si Tianmu tightened his grip on the steering wheel, then nodded: "Okay, I'll call Si Hao later and ask him to check if it's possible to fly in this weather, and if possible, I'll ask him to arrange a plane."

"Well, good!" Murong Lan was so excited that her hands trembled slightly, she quickly hid her hands in her sleeves.

The car slowly drove into the bamboo forest villa. Si Tianmu stood in the heavy snow and looked at the gate of the villa. The snowflakes fell on his black coat.

"Will that woman come back?"

When Si Tianmu was in a daze, his cell phone rang. Si Hao called. He said that the climate in country M was stable enough to fly.

"President, are you listening?"

"I see." Si Tianmu held the phone and lowered his hand.

Seeing Si Tianmu's absent-minded look, Murong Lan bit her lip and walked in front of Si Tianmu: "Ah Mu, if you can't walk away, you don't have to accompany me. I, I can do it myself."

Si Tianmu pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetchedly: "It's okay, I also want to give myself a vacation."

When Si Tianmu walked to the door, there were some snowflakes on the password key. He reached out and gently wiped the snowflakes off, and suddenly remembered the night when An Yajie was drunk.

She lay on the door and read the password aloud, and asked him if he had changed the password.

Si Tianmu suddenly laughed, smiling, his heart throbbing, the pain made him almost suffocate.

"Ah Mu, what's wrong with you?"

Si Tianmu came back to his senses, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

After entering the door, Si Tianmu suddenly felt that something was missing. He subconsciously looked at Anyajie's room, and the door was tightly closed.

Si Tianmu took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart and turned to look at Murong Lan.

"You wait for me downstairs, and I'll pack my luggage."

"it is good."

Si Tianmu turned around and went up to the second floor. Mu Ronglan looked at Si Tianmu's back with a triumphant smile on his lips.

Si Tianmu opened the closet to pack his luggage, when the phone rang, it was Si Hao calling.

"Hey."

"President, the matter of the newspaper office has been found out."

"Say."

"You must have never imagined that the media that published An Yajie's report is the same media that published you and Miss Murong last time."

"Oh?" Si Tianmu frowned.

"You will never think of who is the boss behind this media." Si Hao put it off.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense today?" Si Tianmu was impatient, wondering if the young master is in a bad mood right now.

"Oh." Si Hao was a little embarrassed, and no longer kept it secret.

"The boss behind the scenes is hiding very deep, I found it after a lot of effort, he is Mu Ronglan's father, Murong Yi.

Si Tianmu shook his hand holding the phone: "What did you say?"

"It's absolutely true, and Murong Yi returned to country M a month ago, and these things happened after he left. It is obvious that someone passed the news to him, and he announced it there and then reproduced by the media."

"Because the news is so explosive and reprinted by so many media, it is difficult to find out who is behind the scenes."

Si Tianmu shook his head in disbelief: "Mu Rongyi! Mu Ronglan!"

It's no wonder that their photos in college will be released. If she didn't release them herself, no one else would have the ability to get those photos.

Si Tianmu hung up the phone for a long time and didn't come to his senses. The amount of information was a bit too much for him.

"Could it be that Anya cut off Mu Lan's clothes in a fit of anger when she knew that Murong Lan was teasing her behind her back?" Si Tianmu never thought of the worst of Murong Lan.

He strode out of the room and wanted to ask Murong Lan why he slandered Anyajie like this.

When he passed the door of the room where Murong Lan slept, a rag on the ground hurt Si Tianmu's eye.

With a bang, Si Tianmu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The electric current passed through his whole body, making every inch of his skin painful.

As soon as his legs softened, he knelt down on the ground, trembling slightly picked up the piece of white and blue striped rag on the ground, tears filled his eyes instantly.

"Anya, what have I done to you?"

Mu Ronglan waited anxiously downstairs: "Why hasn't Ah Mu come down yet?"

She suddenly had a bad premonition, and hurried up to the second floor, and when she went up, she saw Si Tianmu half kneeling at the door of the room where she slept last night.

"Ah Mu, you, why are you kneeling there?" Mu Ronglan had a guilty conscience that she couldn't explain clearly.

Si Tianmu slowly raised his head to look at Mu Ronglan, his eyes were bleeding red, he got up and walked towards Murong Lan step by step, with emotions that Mu Ronglan couldn't understand in his eyes.

Murong Lan retreated subconsciously, but Si Tianmu was approaching step by step.

"Ah, A Mu, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Murong Lan had already retreated to the fence.

"You made the report that slandered Anyajie." Si Tianmu gritted his teeth tightly, looking at Murong Lan with red eyes.

A trace of panic flashed in Murong Lan's eyes: "You, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

"Oh, I don't understand, can Alpha Entertainment understand?"

Murong Lan's eyes widened in shock, it was his uncle's company, but her father had the largest shareholding, and Si Tianmu even found out about this.

"You cut the clothes for today's competition by yourself."

Murong Lan was even more shocked. She concealed the panic in her eyes and glanced towards the stairs, but what she said was indeed extremely angry.

"Ah Mu, what motivates you? You can say such inexplicable words, how could I cut the clothes I designed, and you know how important that game is to me."

The more Murong Lan spoke, the angrier she became: "An Yajie has treated me like this, and you are still thinking about helping her. What kind of ecstasy soup did she pour on you?"

Si Tianmu looked at Murong Lan who was extremely excited, and smiled instead of anger: "Mulan, Xiao Mo must have never told you that when people are lying, they will make some micro-expressions that they don't even know about."

"When you spoke, the muscles under your eyes twitched slightly. When you were so excited by my question and had to answer it, your eyes unconsciously glanced towards the stairs."

"This is a subconscious escape, which shows that you are guilty."

Murong Lan's mouth moved, and she looked at Si Tianmu with a warm and angry expression.

Si Tianmu sneered: "Why, don't you give up? Still want to resist?"

As he spoke, he raised the fingernail-sized rag in front of Murong Lan, and Murong Lan's eyes widened immediately.

"Do you know where this fragment fell? The door of your room." Si Tianmu's eyes were cold.