One-night lingering: The president's daddy spoils the sky

However, he still wanted to dispel Qiao Muze's idea of ​​continuing to investigate.

"Mu Ze, listen to your father." Mrs. Qiao was really angry when she saw her husband, and she winked at her son.

Qiao Muze picked up the car keys on the table and got up, and said to his mother, "Mom, I remember that there are still things to do in the company, so I won't stay at home for dinner."

"Hey! You... Mu Ze, come back." Mrs. Qiao wanted to chase her out.

Qiao Huiyang immediately reached out to stop her, "Sister-in-law, I'll go and persuade him."

Qiao's father sighed fiercely. He really didn't expect his son to be so persistent about this matter.

Qiao Huiyang immediately caught up with Qiao Muze, and when Qiao Muze was about to pull the car door, he stopped him.

"Mu Ze, wait a minute." Qiao Huiyang strode over.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Qiao Muze's eyes flashed with alienation.

"Mu Ze, your father didn't let you investigate the matter of Zhuang Yanming back then, and there were reasons for it. Why do you insist on going against your father?" Qiao Huiyang had a sincere expression on his face.

Qiao Muze frowned slightly, "What's your reason?"

"You know that five years ago was a year of economic crisis, and the hotel industry was also very depressed. Your father also survived that year. You have to understand your father's hard work."

Qiao Muze's face changed slightly, "What do you want to tell me?"

Qiao Huiyang also understood very well that this nephew was not friendly to him at all, and often did not respect him as an elder.

He had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and said, "I don't think you need to investigate Yan Shiming's case anymore. Don't end up finding out about your family members, and you will regret it."

Qiao Muze's black pupils shrank, Qiao Huiyang's words contained something, and it seemed that Yan Shiming's case had something to do with his father.

Qiao Huiyang continued to hint, "Mu Ze, I know that you are more capable than me and your father, our family hotel is in your hands, and the annual profit is very considerable, but the current glory is also indispensable. For your father's efforts back then, for example, in the most difficult time, when the company's tax was heavy, we would still find ways to avoid tax reasonably."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Huiyang knew that with Qiao Muze's wisdom, he already understood what he had said so far.

When Qiao Huiyang turned around, Qiao Muze's handsome body trembled slightly. He held on to the door of the sports car, panting slightly with his thin lips.

Could it be that Zhuang Yanming's case involved the company's tax evasion during the economic crisis five years ago?

Just now Qiao Huiyang said that tax avoidance is reasonable, that must be an unreasonable way. Could it be that Zhuang Yanming's death has something to do with this matter?

If it is true, is his father involved in it? Thinking of his father's stern expression just now, and his actions to forcibly stop him from investigating, it is obvious that he is warning him.

Qiao Huiyang walked more than a dozen steps. He looked back at his nephew behind him. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Jiang was still very old. With a few words, he brought the solemn death of that year to the elder brother's. body.

Does Qiao Muze dare to investigate further?

One is his father, the other is Zhuang Nuannuan who has a romantic relationship with him, and a woman who is not important, how will he choose?

Qiao Muze opened the door and sat in. In his mind, many things were intertwined, like an invisible thread, messing everything up again.

However, in his heart, he believed that his father was definitely not such a person, but why did his father's expression just stop him from investigating so resolutely?

Zhuang Nuannuan's expectant eyes appeared in Qiao Muze's mind. He gritted his teeth, stepped on the gas pedal, and rushed out of the gate of the garden.

Zhuang Nuannuan sat in the hall and received a call from Yang Li, who had already delivered her dinner.

"Thank you, Assistant Yang, I really trouble you." When Zhuang Nuannuan took it, she was very grateful.

Yang Li smiled, "You're welcome, you are Mr. Qiao's girlfriend and the future Mrs. Qiao. This is what I should do."

Zhuang Nuannuan's face was slightly hot, she wanted to explain, but she held back, "Thank you anyway."

"Then take your time, I'll go back first." After Yang Li finished speaking, she turned and went out.

Zhuang Nuannuan sat at the dining table, and the packaged food tasted like a high-end restaurant at first glance, but she found that it was still not as delicious as Qiao Muze's cooking skills. She couldn't help but look forward to learning from him soon.

When Qiao Muze drove towards the section along the river, he called Lan Qianhao's cell phone.

"Hey, Muze!"

"Qianhao, do you have time? Come out for a drink with me." Qiao Muze said directly.

Lan Qianhao at the other end was also in a depressed state, and he immediately responded, "Okay! See you at the old place."

"Okay." Qiao Muze hung up the phone and drove towards a bar where they often went to unwind.

Qiao Muze arrived first, followed by Lan Qianhao. In this bar, there was a special seat reserved for them.

Under the dim light, the spotlights in the hall shone from time to time, hitting the man's dark and unpredictable face, he was as handsome as an ice sculpture, and his whole body exuded an aura that strangers should not get close to.

His white shirt was unbuttoned to the third button, and as he leaned on the leather sofa, his exposed collarbone silently exuded a masculine charm.

Even though he attracted the attention of several women when he walked in, none of them dared to strike up a conversation with him.

Lan Qianhao stepped in, wearing a dark blue shirt, a loose neckline, and even his usually very stylish black hair, which seemed to be ignored by him today.

The slightly messy docile sticks to his forehead, giving him a bit of wild temperament.

Lan Qianhao sat down opposite Qiao Muze, looking at the empty wine bottle on the table, he couldn't help but look worriedly at his friend.

"Mu Ze, what happened?" Lan Qianhao asked with concern.

Holding a glass of strong wine in his hand, Qiao Muze took a sip down his throat, and his thin lips teased himself, "It's okay, I'm in a bad mood."

Lan Qianhao also saw the news about him and Zhuang Nuannuan today, he narrowed his eyes, "Is it related to women?"

Qiao Muze frowned, shook his head, "It's my own question, don't ask, just drink with me."

After speaking, he poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Lan Qianhao. Lan Qianhao held the glass and took a sip without politeness.

The two men silently accompanied each other to drink to relieve stress.

Before I knew it, it was 10:30 in the evening. Zhuang Nuannuan sat on the sofa on the balcony and looked in the direction of the gate. She was a little sleepy, but she didn't go to bed.

She was waiting for Qiao Muze to come back.

I don't know when he will come back, Zhuang Nuannuan was in a daze, looking at the time from time to time, until eleven o'clock, she saw a car light coming from a distance.

She stood up immediately, is he back?Listening to the familiar roar of the sports car, she believed that it was Qiao Muze who had returned.

She got up and pushed the door out, wanting to greet him, but after all, she lived in his home and was a guest, so it was polite to welcome him back.

When Zhuang Nuannuan stepped downstairs, she saw the sports car parked on the grass next to the garage. She was slightly startled, why didn't he park in the garage?

She looked under the headlights, and there was a figure coming down. Based on her feeling, Zhuang Nuannuan decided that the man was not Qiao Muze.

She was surprised, where is Qiao Muze?She quickly walked from the direction of the hall to the car.

The door of the passenger's seat was pushed open, and a figure came down, a man stepped forward to support him, and called him respectfully, "Master Qiao, I'll help you in."

When Zhuang Nuannuan greeted her, she smelled a faint smell of alcohol wafting in the night wind. She was startled, did he drink?

"What's wrong with him?" Zhuang Nuannuan stepped forward.

It was his bodyguard who sent Qiao Muze back. He said to Zhuang Nuannuan, "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Qiao is drunk."

Qiao Muze stood up straight, and said to the bodyguard beside him, "Go back! I'm fine."

"Okay." The bodyguard nodded, turned back and left in the direction of the iron gate.

The street lights around were not very bright, Zhuang Nuannuan saw the man standing upright, she asked with concern, "Master Qiao, are you okay!"

After Zhuang Nuannuan finished speaking, she felt a black shadow enveloping her. Immediately afterwards, the man's tall body embraced her petite body.

Zhuang Nuannuan choked and used all her strength to support the man, and her arms and hugs kept the man safe.

"Master Qiao, I'll help you go back."

"Zhuang Nuannuan..." He heard a man's drunken voice calling her.

"Well! It's me." Zhuang Nuannuan quickly responded.