
After the divorce, Zhao Youxi had troubled Zhao Youulin, but Zhao Youlin easily retaliated and told him to leave arrogantly.
"Zhao Youxi, you're right. I'm not Zhao Youlin. Zhao Youlin had previously died. He had died the moment he came out of the Zhao family home and the Mu family home. Now, I am no longer the oldest woman of the Zhao family that you guys can bully.”
"I'm no longer Zhao Youulin before." Zhao Youlin had repeated this sentence in front of almost everyone. But at that moment, none of them thought about it this way.
Perhaps since long ago, this person was no longer the real Zhao Youlin, he was someone else.
For the first time, Mu Tingfeng felt that she was completely insane, she would even believe in such an unscientific phenomenon.
But as soon as this thought emerged, it quickly penetrated every corner of Mu Tingfeng's mind, forcing her to acknowledge the authenticity of this thought.
There was always a voice in his mind that reminded him…
If he was Zhao Youlin before, would he really be interested in her? If Zhao Youlin did not have a completely different temperament than before, would she still like him?
She hated him so much before and tried every means to divorce him that he would disappear in front of her forever. Why was he suddenly interested in her? In the process of being interested, she falls in love with him more deeply.
If it was Zhao Youlin before, why couldn't she make him fall in love with her after four years together? However, she actually monopolized her attention during the period less than a year after they divorced.
All of this reveals a clear fact.
Mu Tingfeng held onto the information tightly. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes returned to a calm state. He turned his head and shouted outside the ward, "Secretary Xia !"
Xia Zhetao, who had been staying outside the entire time, did not dare to ignore her when she heard Mu Tingfeng call out to her, she immediately opened the ward door and entered.
"President, how can I help you?"
"Tell them to continue the investigation."
"Investigate what?"
Mu Tingfeng's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "Investigate if Young Master Luo, who danced with Youlin at Master Zhao's birthday party, and this Officer Zhao know each other, are, and what is the relationship between them. Moreover, investigate whether Youlin had ever made contact with this Young Master Luo before.”
Luo Weibing was the one who suddenly appeared when Zhao Youlin divorced Mu Tingfeng. He was certain before that, Zhao Youlin had once lived in the Mu family home or the Zhao family home. He rarely went out of the house all year, and it was completely impossible for him to know him.
The most important thing was that through the way the two got along, they seemed to be very familiar with each other, as if they had known each other for many years.
After all the marks were combined together, there was only one possibility that Luo Weibing did know Zhao Youlin, but this Zhao Youlin…
If it is as he thinks, then …
Zhao Youlin was dumbfounded, and she subconsciously walked over calmly, but she must still be bothering someone who closed her eyes to rest.
When Zhao Youlin saw Mu Tingfeng open her eyes, she sighed and asked gently, "Where is Secretary Xia?"
"He's got something to do, so he goes first."
"Is he in a hurry?" Zhao Youlin frowned, and she looked troubled. He had even bought his share of food, but now, no one would eat it. Absolutely vain.
Mu Tingfeng seemed to have seen Zhao Youlin's matter, her eyes flashing, and she changed the topic cleverly, "I'm hungry."
He had already left, so there was no point in thinking about it anymore. Zhao Youlin accepted her fate and threw away the extra part she bought. Then, she stepped forward and skillfully helped Mu Tingfeng up. After which, she picked up the rice she bought for Mu Tingfeng and prepared to feed him.
Zhao Youlin's actions were very natural. This was what she had learned as she took care of Mu Tingfeng lately. How quickly something becomes a habit is sometimes downright scary.
Zhao Youlin did not think too much about it, but Mu Tingfeng's eyes were filled with warmth that only appeared when she faced the person in front of her.
The consequence of staring too attentively at the person in front of him was that when Zhao Youlin handed the porridge over to Mu Tingfeng's mouth, her mouth was tightly closed and not open at all.
"Huh? This doesn't suit your taste?" Zhao Youlin glanced at the porridge bowl she was holding and said patiently, "You've just lost a lot of blood, so you can't eat food that is too greasy. Let's eat some of it. In addition, you have to blame yourself for this incident. If you don't come out when your wound hasn't healed and caused it to open again, you don't have to suffer now. Quick eat it.”
Mu Tingfeng was stunned by Zhao Youlin's scolding, when she saw someone who was clearly worried and regretful but had to pretend to be uninterested, her heart skipped a beat.
How could there be such a contradictory person? He was obviously dazzling in front of people, but personally, the details showed that he was a very considerate person. It makes people not want to turn away from it.
Mu Tingfeng opened her mouth and ate the porridge handed over by Zhao Youlin and filled her stomach. Upon seeing Zhao Youlin sigh in relief to herself, the unease she felt almost made her lose control.
The other hand hidden behind the blanket held the blanket underneath tightly, Under that hand was a file Xia Zhetao had just given.
Mu Tingfeng's fingertips slowly swept over the bulge on the file. He looked at the person in front of him calmly and secretly thought that even though it was in the end as he expected, he would never let this person go as well.
Zhao Youlin's blind date was cut off, and she was even directly taken away by Mu Tingfeng to be her nanny. The god of fate had completely fooled them. On the other hand, Xiao Jingyao's expression instantly changed after she received Xia Zhetao's information asking people to send, she immediately turned around and ran to Zhao Shunrong's office.
“President, this is the information that President Mu requested to send.” Xiao Jingyao handed the file to Zhao Shunrong with a serious face.
Zhao Shunrong took a quick glance, and his face instantly became gloomy, "You just said that President Mu asked someone to send this information?"
"Yes." Yeah." Xiao Jingyao's expression was a little complicated. He lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm useless. I only found a few clues after investigating for so long. I didn't expect President Mu ..."
Zhao Shunrong shook his head. He looked at this competent subordinate, who had been with him for many years. Then, he sighed and said, "It's not that you are useless, but the strength behind the Mu family is too strong. Moreover from the strength of the Mu family, the strength of the family of the mistress of the Mu family is not comparable to the Zhao family.”