Han Muxue's eyes turned to the magical secret door of the closet.

She carefully ducked in and closed the door carefully.

In the darkness, she just moved a few steps, removed the thin layer of wooden boards that blocked it, and soon reached the closet in the next room.

She heard a noise and knew someone was in the room. At this moment, she suddenly discovered something unusual about this cabinet: it actually had two symmetrical light-transmitting holes the size of human eye pupils.

Naturally, he became a good helper for her to spy on the secrets inside the tomb.

Inside the house, the two strong men had long since disappeared. On the large white double bed, the two squirming sacks that had been seen before were lying quietly on it, motionless.

She was shocked: Could it be already?

She didn't dare to think about it any more, even if she knew there was danger, she still wanted to save people.

Rushing out of the cabinet, she rushed to the two sacks and untied the tight ropes on the sacks.

What was exposed were the faces of two innocent young girls with tears streaming down their faces and still looking immature.

The two girls were tied hand and foot and had cloth strips stuffed in their mouths.

"Don't be afraid, I'm the police!"

Han Muxue went to rescue the trapped people. Revealing his identity is the best tool to comfort them and make them trust him.

The two girls stared at their big eyes with confusion, fear and helplessness. After hearing what Han Muxue said, the violent heaving of fear in their chests was no longer so severe.

Han Muxue didn't know what kind of fate awaited these two girls after they were sent here, but one thing Han Muxue was sure of: they absolutely couldn't stay here anymore.

"Shh, don't make a sound and follow me."

She pulled the two of them into the strange, dark and narrow space again, arrived at her room, and crawled all the way until there was no more secret door for them to crawl through.

This room is much more luxurious and elegant than other rooms. It has a medieval aristocratic style, with enamels from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, blue and white porcelain pots for raising fish, and black floors. You can’t tell what material they are made of, but every piece of it is

They all have inscriptions, so I’m afraid they are not all antiques.

You don't need to guess to know that this room belongs to Han Zhixun.

Han Muxue was shocked again.

In other words, were those special secret doors secretly created to satisfy Han Zhixun's voyeuristic desire?

Even the room of his son and daughter?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill.

What kind of beastly father would like to spy on his own daughter in the middle of the night while she sleeps?

"You just stay here, don't make a sound or move, I'll find a way to take you out later!"

The two girls could only rely on the beautiful young lady in front of them at this moment, so naturally they could only nod desperately.

Han Muxue returned the same way and climbed into that room again.

At this time, the lock of the room was shaking slightly, and she knew that someone was already at the door.

Fortunately, she locked the door when she left, but what to do now? There is not much time left for her.

The door shook more and more, and she felt that people outside would rush in soon.

In desperation, she glanced at the lighters found in every similar room.

She rushed over to polish the lighter, picked up the sheets and lit them directly.

The flames spread very quickly and immediately surrounded the entire double bed, burning half of the sheets. The gray-black ashes fell to the floor with the embers, and continued to burn and spread.

Han Muxue crawled back to the closet secret door in the firelight and returned to her room.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed the fire alarm number. A few minutes later, rescue vehicles roared past and arrived as promised.

Han Zhixun was away, so Hu Lina was the only one to deal with it, and she happened to be in front of the door of that room at that time, holding on to the door lock that couldn't be opened.

"Xue'er, are you okay?"

The room next door was burning in full swing, but Han Muxue appeared last, and Hu Lina's eyes showed suspicion.

In fact, the fire alarm came in time, and Han Muxue's room was not greatly affected.

Han Muxue was fully dressed, looking at this busy and chaotic scene with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong with this? Mom!"

In order to deliberately anger Hu Lina, she specially emphasized "stepmother".

Hu Lina knew that Han Muxue and Li Qihong were of the same mind, so she was not upset. She just crossed her arms and looked her up and down.

"It's so late, why are you still going out?"

"I'm going out to dance and socialize. I'm from the entertainment industry and I'm not allowed to go out and socialize."

"shameless!"

Hu Lina viciously sent Han Muxue four big words.

Han Muxue was no longer surprised.

"I'm better than you. I heard from the housekeeper that you always bring different men back in the middle of the night these days. Does my dad know about this?"

"you!!"

Hu Lina felt guilty.

Originally, Han Zhixun did not allow her to stay overnight in Han Zhai, so he only bought her a flat-floor apartment.

Now she took advantage of Han Zhixun to avoid the limelight, broke this rule, and let the lunatic know about it, and she would not get any good results.

Hu Lina's tone softened and she stopped mentioning another matter.

"I have settled the matter of the video you made with Mr. Gu before. In two days, if you publicly donate 500,000 yuan to the stall owner in the name of the Han Group, this matter will be considered complete. You

Dad won’t pursue it anymore.”

Han Muxue sneered, feeling that Hu Lina's remarks were really ridiculous.

"Donations? What they want is donations? It's obviously you who deceived and lorded it over the common people. It's you who should spit out all the money you've swallowed!"

"you!"

Hu Lina raised her hand high and prepared to slap Han Muxue on the cheek, but in the end she endured it and slowly tightened it and lowered it.

"Fight. Why don't you fight?"

In the gradually extinguishing firelight, Han Muxue's raised chin was unruly and determined.

"Don't say that again, your father is not me."

"He is not my father, just like you, and he is not my mother."

Ling's Pictures President's Office.

Li Jiaming is basically the first person to arrive in the company every day, but today he made a miscalculation.

When he hummed a little tune and unscrewed the secretary's office door unsteadily, he realized that the door to the president's office had been opened early.

He walked in quietly and immediately saw Ling Ziyue who was carefully reading documents and working at the computer desk.

Li Jiaming raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was only six forty.

He was a little surprised. The normal working time is eight o'clock, but the president came so early?

It's strange that he could come to work so energetically early in the morning even though he drank so much last night?

Li Jiaming didn't want to be disturbed and quietly retreated.

After a while, a cup of hot coffee with a fragrant aroma was brought.

"President, your coffee."

The more Ling Zi raised his head, his cold and sharp eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

Although I feel tired, I am in good spirits.

He knew what it was without picking it up, the bitter taste had already spread throughout the room.

"Take it away and make me a cup of tea!"

His eyebrows were furrowed as he recalled the fear of being dominated by the bitter coffee that day.

Li Jiaming was brutally attacked early in the morning. He felt aggrieved and confused.

"Isn't this your favorite drink yesterday? I even bought some more."

"etc!"

He was a little frustrated and was about to take him away when he was interrupted by Ling Ziyue.

"Let's leave it here first. Go out first and close the door."

Without raising his head, he ordered again.

After Li Jiaming left, he looked up at the cup of coffee that was still steaming, and couldn't help but bring it to his mouth and take a few sips carefully.

The strong aroma slowly spreads in the mouth, and the bitter taste gradually has some sweet and sour taste that belongs to the fruit.

That beautiful face began to appear in his mind uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!