Hidden Marriage in a Rich Family: The Daughter Wife of a Billionaire CEO

With a "bang", the teacup slipped from his hand, fell to the ground and immediately shattered, splashing water everywhere.

That night, Mu Ze received a call from the company and hurried to the company.

Right on his desk, a fiery "Wu" came into view.

The unrestrained words were like a sharp sword, piercing him with blood dripping.

He flipped through the documents on the table, and sure enough, the copy of "Star Paradise" was missing.

Without any hesitation, it is definitely Murong Wu!

She really is back.

"What to do, she must have come back for revenge, what to do``````"

The woman panicked and murmured incessantly.

"Okay!" Mu Ze roared angrily, and slapped the table. It was already annoying enough, and he couldn't live in peace at home: "She doesn't necessarily know what happened back then", no matter how you look at it, it seems like a self-consolation that cannot be persuaded.

"I don't know the best, I don't know the best."

When Mu Ze heard Zhang Ling talking to himself, his eyes were dark and his face was stern: "It's better that she doesn't know! Even if I know, I can make her die once, and I can make her die a second time."

It's just that he seems to have forgotten that since he didn't kill her the first time, the second time is still impossible.

Mu Wu was woken up by the phone call: "Ah Wu, come out, I have something urgent to find you", when she heard the chatter, it was definitely Zhong Yan.

Mu Wu let out a dazed "hmm".

"You haven't woken up yet, have you?" Zhong Yan exclaimed in a fuss.

Mu Wu still gave a confused "hmm".

"I'll pick you up in 10 minutes", before the last note fell, I hung up the phone in a hurry.

Mu Wu stretched, got out of bed, washed and brushed, and put on light makeup. The timing was just right, and Mu Wu really admired her speed.

"Where?"

"Shopping!"

Mu Wu looked at Zhong Yan suspiciously, as if asking why.

"Party".

Mu Wu was still thinking about the party, so she was pulled out by Zhong Yan and stuffed into the car.

Xingyue Plaza.

It was jointly invested by the four young masters of City R, Ouyang Chen, Zhong Jue, Chu Han, and Qiao An. They were not attached to their families, but their own. Each of them held 20.00% of Wu's shares, and they were also the largest shareholders.

The commercial plaza, which is mainly engaged in shopping, has the same pronunciation as Xingyue Plaza.

Although Zhong Yan's brother is one of the bosses, Zhong Yan has always kept a low profile, and no one knows her identity.

There is no shopping guide, but I am happy and quiet.

After a while, there were no less than ten large and small bags in my hand.

"Yanyan, what do you think of this one?" Mu Wu picked up a limited-edition skirt from a certain high-end brand. It was an off-white dress with a faint white rose around the skirt, and there was only one flower on the shoulder. The white roses on the hem of the skirt are simple and elegant yet generous.

This was chosen by Mu Wu according to Zhong Yan's preferences, and Zhong Yan naturally liked it.

"Okay, let's try it." Zhong Yan seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

After the clothes were taken off, when the shopping guide brought the clothes to Zhong Yan, they were robbed by a hand.

"Auntie, this dress is so beautiful, what do you think?"

Mu Wu and Zhong Yan were obviously displeased. They turned their heads to look at the people who robbed them of their clothes. One was old and the other was young. They also looked like rich people by their attire, but their qualities were too poor.

The person who was called aunt by the young woman looked at her carefully, and couldn't help nodding, smiling, and her eyes were full of admiration.

"Okay, this is it, pack it up."

The service lady, Miss, looked at Zhong Yan and Mu Wu with a little embarrassment.

In this kind of place, the most indispensable thing is rich and noble people, so it is not wrong to offend anyone, and they can only stand in a stalemate there.

"What are you still doing, wrap it up quickly," the lady said in a commanding tone, with a very contemptuous attitude.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, these two young ladies were the first to take a fancy to this dress," the waiter said in a discussing tone.

"Why, I'm afraid we won't be able to pay the money!"