latelenovela Chapter 217 The Money Is Lost
Chapter 217 The Money Is Lost
"Then I'll see you out!" Mu Yunfei suppressed his disappointment and got up to see her out.
"Goodbye!" Bai Luoluo waved as she left the villa.
Mu Yunfei stood alone at the door, like a ferocious beast struggling to break free of its cage, his fists clenched tightly, his obsessive gaze filled with gloom.
His overwhelming emotions made his smile look somewhat distorted as he waved to the girl, saying, "Be careful on the road!"
Even after the girl's figure had completely disappeared, the look of unrequited love on Mu Yunfei's face remained.
Just like every time before, even though the other party repeatedly emphasized that he should not see her off, he still secretly followed behind her until he saw her safely enter the dormitory before leaving.
The pink rabbit looked back every few steps, its silhouette still as forlorn as ever.
No, I need to check the system space again. It must be a problem with this data of mine.
Mu Yunfei returned home, closed the door, and only then did his expression return to normal.
Indifferent, but not gloomy.
Recalling Bai Luoluo's words, a layer of frost gradually covered his dark eyes.
It was the people of Masdo who intercepted and killed Mu Yunya on her way back from the capital that day.
Find a number in your phone's contacts and dial it.
"any progress?"
The other end of the telephone line is a large, technologically advanced space.
A team of over a hundred people is moving around, and the sound of countless keystrokes on keyboards is heard simultaneously, creating a unique symphony.
The bearded old man rubbed his forehead, his face full of worry: "I have absolutely no clue."
Sir, it's not that I don't trust you, but this is just too crazy.
How could such technology exist in the world? Even thousands of years from now, humanity might not be able to achieve it.
Listen to this system that takes people on a journey through time and space.
Is this something the Mu family or the Long family would say?
He even asked everyone to find a way to capture it. Let alone that he doesn't believe such a thing exists at all, even if it really does, it's not something they can capture, right?
Mu Yunfei was not discouraged and instructed, "No rush, take your time. Just ask if you need anything, and we will find the most advanced equipment for you at any cost."
He wasn't in a hurry. Even if they couldn't do it in the end, they still had Mu Yunya's system, right?
Mu Yunya said that in the story, Bai Luoluo becomes a soul three years later, so this lifetime will only take even longer.
He wasn't entirely sure about others, but he would never love Bai Luoluo again. Illusions can be very alluring, just like Fu Tingyu.
I still can't get over it.
But he doesn't need it, nor does he care to have it!
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"Ahhhhh, where's my money? Who the hell stole my money?"
A piercing scream tore through the air, shaking the entire villa as if the ground were trembling.
In the bathroom, Huangfu Zique, who was brushing his teeth, suddenly shuddered and hissed, "Ugh!"
Damn, my tonsils were almost damaged.
"Ugh...cough cough cough...ugh!"
He bent over and held onto the sink, coughing and vomiting violently until the nausea subsided before straightening up and slowly cleaning himself.
They are not in a hurry to stand out.
Once everything was ready, he rushed to the next room with a flustered expression: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
What was stolen?
His face showed deep worry, but inside he was laughing his head off. Hahaha, now you're dumbfounded for keeping so much money at home!
Last night he was thinking about how she would react if someone stole that bed.
Now it seems that the effect is not bad.
Mu Zhen looked at the large empty space in the room, where his spiritual food had been placed last night, but now only a few rumpled blankets remained.
After the initial shock, I ran to the balcony, pulled the door open, and there was nothing I couldn't understand.
Damn it, the thief climbed up from the yard.
He examined the ground with a rather unprofessional eye, looking for any traces, but found none.
Moreover, he hadn't left the villa all day, and he didn't believe anyone would have the audacity to come to the villa area of Donghuang Academy in broad daylight to commit theft.
Is the money still hidden in the house?
Yes, yes, yes, it must be a petty thief trying to use a feint to cover up his true intentions.
Transporting that much money out of the country is not something an ordinary person can do.
He ran back to the bedroom and rummaged through everything. If it wasn't there, he went to the next room, and the room after that, and he didn't even leave out the first floor, which was impossible.
Half an hour passed, an hour passed, two hours passed...
On the sofa in Mu Zhen's bedroom, Huangfu Zique, who had initially been watching the spectacle with amusement, now felt a dark cloud hanging over him.
Her usually smiling eyes, as radiant and captivating as peach blossoms in full bloom, were now half-closed in a somber mood.
His arms were casually draped over the armrests, his thin lips were pressed tightly together, his head was tilted back, and he stared at the ceiling with a cold expression.
I had tried to persuade her to spend the night in his bedroom, but it failed!
Originally, if she could come for just one night, he would have found a way to extend it to two, three, or even countless nights.
That mattress was specially brought over from his dormitory by someone else. Together with the custom-made soft pillows and blankets, it was absolutely a perfect comfort zone that one would never want to leave.
He pays the most attention to his sleep.
A person spends a third of their life in bed, so why does this woman have to ruin her life like this?
He was so tormented by just one night that his back ached, but she really wasn't uncomfortable?
If she loves money so much, why doesn't she just use it to make a set of clothes to wear every day?
"Where is it hidden? Could it be under the floorboards?"
After searching the entire villa to no avail, Mu Zhen began to explore underground.
So at 11 p.m., Huangfu Zique saw the guy who had been jumping around in the villa all night come in with a shovel.
"Ah!" He yawned, rubbed his face, and impatiently walked over to stop the woman from shoveling the floor: "Alright, alright."
You swindled us out of more than 20 billion yuan, and then forced Ayu to help you buy such a large mining area..."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean I cheated you out of over 20 billion?" With something on his mind, Mu Zhen didn't care whether the other party was powerful or not; his attitude was extremely hostile: "Brother, get this straight!"
You guys are the ones pretending to be masters when you're in bronze. I earned my status through my own hard work and skill.
If you can't speak properly, then shut up and get lost. Damn it, everything was fine until you, this plague, showed up and things went wrong.
I think you're here specifically to bring me bad luck.
Who's really the one bringing misfortune upon whom? Can't this woman at least show some consideration for others when she speaks?
What does it mean to pretend to be a king? He used to think he was a king at the card game.
You say it's not cheating? You know they're bad at cards, yet you deliberately say provocative things. What else is that but cheating?
Mu Zhen's complaints didn't stop either.
Not only did they not help find the money, but they also made sarcastic remarks. It seems only the one who loses money suffers.
Why won't you let go? Are you trying to force me to beat you up?
Seeing that the situation was getting serious, Huangfu Zique had no choice but to let go. He had to get up early for class the next day and didn't have the energy to fight her.
"You move your pigs... cough, look!" The man suppressed the urge to kill someone, pointed to the ground, and analyzed in a gentle tone: "Do they look like they've been renovated?"
The money must have been taken off the balcony.
Mu Zhen squatted down to carefully examine the crack in the ground, and finally threw down the shovel and rushed to the balcony to look for any clues.
"How did the thieves manage to get so much money out of the country so quietly?"
Huangfu Zique thought she was finally willing to accept reality, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed. He took the woman's arm and led her out of his bedroom, saying, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
Time to sleep, I have class tomorrow morning!