A presidential suite in Kyoto.

It is called Zuishengyan.

The people who come here are all wealthy nobles and powerful.

...

The dark purple dreamy floor-to-ceiling curtains faintly shone a little light, and shot diagonally on the white bedding covered by the two of them.

In the room, lying on the ground in a row was a suit and a long off-shoulder skirt with a V-neck and knee-length skirt.

The marble polished diamond on the ground reflects the light and shines a woman's eyes.

There was no ups and downs in her pupils, but she had a kind of calm spirit.

This is Yiqiao.

Melon-shaped face, delicate willow eyebrows, vermilion cherry lips, round big eyes, and long eyelashes, like black butterflies spreading their wings and flying.

She is a celebrity daughter and a lady from a wealthy family.

But now she was slept with her shoulders and she was sleeping on the bed. If it weren't for the bedding, she would have been ashamed to see people.

The man sitting beside her, with his upper body open, was named Mu Rufeng, who was the third young master of the Mu family group.

But no one knows that he is the myth of the army, a powerful general, and a commander of the military region.

Yi Qiao was sitting there for a long time and finally realized her purpose for coming here.

She turned her face to avoid her eyes catching the other man, "Doctor Chen, please tell me what did my mother say to you when she came here?"

Mu Rufeng, who was slightly sensual, was stunned for a moment when he heard Yi Qiao's words, smiled and showed a pleasant smile, "Are you wrong?"

The simple four words made Yiqiao confused. She thought, what was the black and cunning man in front of her, and what was she saying, what... she was wrong? What did she get wrong?

"What does it mean?" Yi Qiao was hit by the other party, with suspicious expressions, "Are you not good friends with my mother? Since that's the case, you must know her affairs, and why she died, right?"

Mu Rufeng listened to her unclear words, and said in a little noisy manner.

Indifferent and concise.

"Miss, I'm here today to have a blind date with me? Why can you remember my name wrong?"

After the words were spoken, Mu Rufeng's eyes slightly raised and looked at each other.

The painted darkness is brighter in the dim room, sharply able to penetrate people's hearts.

Yiqiao did not avoid his hidden sharp eyes, but just asked anxiously, "You are home 06, not home 08, don't you call me... Chen Ling?"

"good!"

Mu Rufeng, Qingfeng, and Willow land, replied with two words.

After hearing this, Yuqiao shrank down from the mattress reflexively and neatly covered the skirt on the ground.

He put on his clothes anxiously and quickly, then reached out and stroked her long black hair that was soft to half of her waist, and was about to step away.

These things were done in one go.

Behaved very calmly.

When she was nervously carrying her bag and going out, Mu Rufeng, who was sleeping in the bed, finally made a few jokes curiously.

"Miss, after you ate me completely, don't say anything or do anything, just want to leave so simply?"

Yiqiao knew that everyone who had been drunk was a wealthy family.

So the man behind him will definitely not be able to pass the money.

But now she seems to have only two things like money and people.

So she tried to turn around and reason with Mu Rufeng.

"Last night, when I came in, I was a little thirsty, so I drank half a glass of red wine you put on the table. That happened afterwards. I think it was your red wine. Since you have put medicine in the red wine, why bother me to be slept with you? Isn't I the most innocent person in my vague consciousness?"

Listening to this sentence, Mu Rufeng snorted coldly, and refuted expressionlessly, "I, Mu Rufeng, never despised doing such boring things!"

Yiqiao took the lead and said, "That's right, so we both were assassinated by others. We were both in a state of being unconscious and being sleepy by each other. Is that fair?"

I felt that the scars on the man in front of me were a little striking, but Yiqiao still took out his business card from his pink handbag calmly.

"Well, sir, I apologize to you for your recklessness last night. If you feel that you are not sincere enough, you can take my business card, press the address above, and go to my grandfather's company and ask him to give you the amount you want?"

Turn around and slip away quickly.

After walking out of the presidential suite, she patted her thumping her chest, feeling a little indescribable.

When I looked at the numbers in the suite again, I was shocked to find that it was really... Zero Six?

Apartment 06?

Not a zero-eighth apartment?

Is it impossible to be wrong?

Last night, she checked it three times and confirmed that it was the zero-eighth apartment before she opened the door and went in.

Why did it become zero...six suites?

After repeated confusion, she stroked her palm to the sign and suddenly found that there was glue on it.

So... So what I saw yesterday... was indeed a 08-bedroom apartment, but it was designed for someone and mistakenly entered the 06-bedroom apartment of this man?

The reaction he made when he suspected that the other party was drugged in red wine fully demonstrated that he was also an unaware of it.

So if you are calculating yourself like this, will it be the person in that house?

The person in the house refers to the person in the villa.

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