Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Zhang Yang faltered and refused to speak.

Mu Nansheng stretched out his hand to Zhang Yang, "Give me your phone."

Hearing Mu Nansheng's request, Zhang Yang subconsciously hid the phone behind his back.

"Miss Mu, I... I don't have..."

"No?"

Mu Nansheng narrowed his eyes, "Didn't you say you took the picture? How could it not be!"

Zhang Yang stepped back a few steps, his expression flustered, completely gone from his pretended calm just now.

Mu Nansheng is well aware of the seriousness of this matter, if the manuscript is leaked, the consequences can be imagined.

There is no one around now, so Mu Nansheng can't act rashly. If Zhang Yang ran away, it would be troublesome to find him again.

After thinking about it, Mu Nansheng changed the question and stopped forcing Zhang Yang.

"I don't take your phone, I ask you, who did you give the photo to?"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, his expression unpredictable.

Zhang Yang definitely couldn't push himself into this matter, he had to pretend to be a victim, so that he could save himself.

Anyway, this time he came here openly to ask Mu Nansheng to report on Mu Wanwan, otherwise Zhang Yang would not have jumped into this muddy pit on his own initiative.

Whatever the consequences, he could only try to protect himself as much as possible. As long as Mu Wanwan who lied to him is punished, he doesn't care anymore.

Although Mu Wanwan threatened herself not to tell the truth before leaving, otherwise she would pull him out.

Since it will end badly no matter what, he might as well stand up and expose Mu Wanwan himself.

Sometimes, preemptive strike is the deadliest weapon.

Mu Wanwan was negligent.

She didn't know that the threatening Zhang Yang was also a person who was willing to risk his life for money.

"Yes...it's Mu Wanwan, your sister."

"Mu Wanwan?"

Mu Nansheng read softly, and already had the answer in his heart.

That's right, if someone really got the design draft, it must be the one who is ready to move.

Seeing Mu Nansheng slightly absent-minded, Zhang Yang took the opportunity to play pitiful.

"Miss Mu, I just accidentally took the picture of the design at that time. I really know it's wrong."

"Think about it, if I didn't really know that I was wrong, how dare I come back and take the initiative to find you."

Mu Nansheng sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Is this trying to separate the relationship? If she didn't take the initiative to spread the news, would she find you?"

Hearing Mu Nansheng's words, Zhang Yang lowered his head, which was quite different from his usual haughty look.

"No matter what, after all, you took the sneak shot, and you can't escape."

As soon as Zhang Yang heard it, he let go of his burden, and quibbled: "No, they took the initiative to find me after I left the job, and I let them know because I didn't keep my mouth shut for a while."

Mu Nansheng narrowed his eyes, "So you mean they asked for it on their own initiative?"

Zhang Yang nodded sharply, his eyes widened, and his voice was urgent: "Yes...it was Mu Wanwan who asked someone to hold me down and call me, and the backup in the phone was also deleted."

"If you don't believe me, look at my scars, look at the ones I hit."

Zhang Yang pointed at his bruised and swollen face while speaking.

Mu Nansheng twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that the publicity in front of him was even more ridiculous.

"Forget it, let's go. Seeing that you are injured, you still haven't forgotten to send a message to Zhishang. You are very loyal."

"That is!"

Zhang Yang chuckled, not realizing anything was wrong.

"Let's go, if this news comes from someone else, don't even try to run away."

Zhang Yang nodded embarrassingly, "I know, Miss Mu."

Taking out a stack of banknotes from the bag, Mu Nansheng handed it to Zhang Yang.

"Hush money, love or not."

Seeing the money, Zhang Yang's distressed expression immediately changed, and his eyes lit up.

"Okay, okay, Miss Mu, don't worry, I will do things with principles."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang couldn't wait to rub his hands, the expression on his face was a little distorted with joy.

"hope so."

Mu Qingmo thought so in her heart.

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