The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Mu Changqing has been in the business world for many years, and after such an illness, he also recognized some things clearly.

Fu Zhi is that Bai Yu didn't run away.

He kicked the iron job and didn't run away.

But Mu Chenxi couldn't figure out the situation, so in order to comfort him, she vowed: "Dad, don't be angry when you get angry, there is no need, Fu Zhi is hot, but she just stepped on Bai Yu's heat, why did she get angry?" So how can we say for sure that she is Bai Yu? To put it bluntly, she is not vain."

Mrs. Mu pursed her lower lip, "But Mom, it doesn't look like that girl has so much thoughtfulness, and she has a pretty good reputation on the Internet, so there's no need to fake her identity and destroy her own wings, right?"

Mu Chenxi didn't understand why she thought this way: "You don't understand the greed in her heart too much!"

Mu Changqing took a deep breath: "Fu Shi can't deny her identity on Weibo until now, have you really never thought that she is Bai Yu?"

"There are so many things in the Fu family, how can it be possible to cover everything in a small matter, but Skynet is so sparse that it doesn't miss out. If Dad, you insist on being brainwashed/brainwashed by Fu Zhi and agreeing with her, then you would have known earlier, and I would have replaced Bai Yu's identity, and it would have saved me a lot." You were so angry that you were hospitalized."

"..." Mu Changqing covered his chest, "Okay, go down, I want to be quiet."

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more.

After all, if she is a real daughter, how can she still make it up?

If you have this time, you might as well think about the next New Year's Eve movie, what kind of script and cast should you make to grab Fu Zhi's box office.

"That's the kind of dad, I've thought about it too. If Mrs. Fu doesn't stand up and slap Fu Zhi in the face, then I'll post on Weibo tonight. I'm Bai Yu. Don't try to take advantage of everyone."

Mu Changqing: "..."

*

Mu Changqing had an examination at the hospital, took the medicine and went back to Mu's house.

What Mu Chenxi said was not a joke. In her eyes, she and Fu Zhi were fairy girls. They belonged to opposite families, and there was a tense atmosphere in the entertainment industry.

If Fu Zhi really wants to come back to the entertainment circle after getting the heat, wouldn't that just be in the way of Mu Chenxi?

So as soon as she got home, Mu Chenxi opened Weibo and waited for news from Fu's side.

Until seven o'clock in the evening, there was no movement from Fu's side. Mu Chenxi was already ready to grab Bai Yu's identity from Fu Zhi.

So she discussed with Xu Tongtong and prepared to edit a long and reasonable speech.

The two of them agreed that it was already half past seven, and Mu Chenxi had to make a draft in advance.

At the moment when she was writing a draft, Xu Tongtong's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sent it, Fu Shi and Bai Yu have posted Weibo successively, Chen Xi, go and see, are you slapping Fu Zhi and pretending to be the leader?" Identity?"

Mu Chenxi tightened her fingertips holding the phone.

At the same time, Mu Changqing, who was sitting not far away to read the script, involuntarily put down the script in his hand.

Although there have been speculations, he still looks forward to another turning point.

After all, Fu Zhi and the Mu family broke up to such an extent that once Fu Zhi was beaten to death, it would be Bai Yu, and the Mu family would have no chance of cooperating with the publishing of "Red Sun".

Mu Chenxi opened Weibo.

The last article is indeed Fu's news. The last time Fu posted Weibo was to promote Mr. Fu, and it has been two months since now.

Fu's Group v: First of all, thank you very much for liking Mr. Bai Yu's works. But I hope that the media will not pay too much attention to Teacher Bai Yu's private life, and don't be led by someone with a heart. She needs a creative space to write better books for everyone. As for the follow-up issue of the film and television publication, Teacher Bai Yu will explain it together on the two Weibo accounts. Let us look forward to the film and television publication of "Red Sun", thank you everyone!

White Feather v: Repost, dog head JPG.

Fu Zhi v: Repost, dog head JPG.

After Mu Chenxi finished reading such a long paragraph of Hu, his soul went out of his body.

Thrashed to death.

Fu Zhi is Bai Yu, Fu didn't come to slap Fu Zhi in the face, Fu slapped it, it was clearly the face of a caring person like her!

The copy in his hand was only half written before it was torn up by Mu Chenxi and thrown to the ground.

Her chest heaved violently.

The torn A4 paper seems to be mocking her overreach.

But why?

Why did Fu Zhi occupy all the good things? !

After seeing the news, Mrs. Mu sighed, "So this child is really so good? You said she is so good, would she really find trouble for Chu Wan Chu Liang?"

No one responded to her.

Mu's father only hates iron and steel for Mu Chenxi, "It's all right now, you bought a navy, held a banquet, donated 100 million, and the company's working capital was hollowed out, and we couldn't even make a New Year's film! More Don't talk about fighting with Fu Zhi!"

Mu Chenxi was not convinced, "Then you didn't stop me either!"

"You still have the nerve to talk back?"

Mu Changqing hated it so much that he slapped the table, "It's all because I've been too spoiled with you. You are almost entirely responsible for the Mu family's serious injury this time. Go back to the house, I don't want to see you again!"

Seeing that Mu Changqing was serious, Mu Chenxi didn't dare to provoke him, and hurriedly retreated into the room.

*

At the same time, the Lu family.

late at night.

A heart-piercing cough came from the bathroom. When Mrs. Zhang entered the room to clean, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a large blood stain on the white bed sheet.

She twitched her eyebrows, and hurriedly slapped on the door of the bathroom, "Young master, can you hear me? What's wrong? I saw blood on your bed, can you open the door first!"

The bathroom was occupied by the sound of water and coughing, and the sound of knocking on the door was louder than that.

After not seeing anyone respond for a long time, Mrs. Zhang felt more and more depressed. She felt that something was not right, so she put her hands away and prepared to run outside the house to report the matter to her wife.

Just the moment he stopped, the door of the bathroom was pulled open from the inside.

Under the light, the young man's delicate face was almost transparent and white.

Probably because it was too sudden, Mrs. Zhang stopped her footsteps and her tone stumbled, "You, are you okay?"

"Ah, it's okay, I got a bit of a cold before, and my throat hurts a bit."

"The blood on the bed..."

"I don't know," Ye Jiu wiped his freshly washed face with a towel, "Maybe Fu Zhi and I switched rooms to sleep last night, and she made it up."

Mrs. Zhang remembered that Fu Zhi seemed to be menstruating, but she looked at the bed again and felt something strange, "Then I took the bed sheet down to wash it, are you really all right?"

"Of course there are."

Ye Jiu smiled, and under Mrs. Zhang's tense breathing, she paused every word: "I still have the sequelae of selling blood to raise Fu Zhi when I was a child."

Still capable of joking, Mrs. Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, "Then I'll make you some chicken soup tomorrow."

She tore off the sheet and put on a new one and went out, meeting no one along the way.

Ye Jiu sat by the bed for a long time after watching her leave. Finally, he remembered something and opened the WeChat chat box.

The person chatting with him should be the person in charge of a foreign research institution, with the logo of the International Crime Squad on his profile picture.

The two of them didn't say a few words in total, and the other party was always asking Ye Jiu about his attitude of coming to the institute for research in a business-like manner.

Ye Jiu lay paralyzed on the bed for a long time, and finally turned over before typing: [Fu Zhi will go to Myanmar at the end of the month, please send someone to pick me up. 】

The reply was very quick: [The end of the month is too late, if your body organs continue to decline, whether you can survive next year will be a problem. It is very difficult for us to guarantee that in the next year, we will be able to conduct living research on you and find problematic DNA sequences to save Ye Qi and the others. 】

——[Also, we originally agreed to study in September, but you dragged it to December... You broke your promise more than once, do you regret it? 】

——[But you have to know that you were originally the one with the worst vital signs in this batch of experiments, and you must die before them. , Ye Qi, they will live in this world instead of you. You have been by Fu Zhi's side for so long, hasn't Fu Zhi taught you the meaning of the word great and selfless? 】