The box fell at mufile''s feet, and all the chrysanthemums immediately scattered on the ground. Mufile saw the chrysanthemums at his feet, and was scared to step away on high heels.


    But she just walked a few steps, she saw a recording pen falling on the chrysanthemum.


    "What is this?" Murphyle asked curiously, pointing to the black recorder on the chrysanthemum, "is it a recorder?"


    Yinsinian immediately moved his eyes to the white flowers and looked at the black recorder. He told murphyle in a voice, "pick it up and give it to me."


    "You, you want me to pick it up?" Mufile felt bad when he saw the white chrysanthemum.


    "Don''t you keep saying that you love me or that you like me? I''m not willing to pick up anything? "


    "Well, I''ll pick it up for you. Don''t be so fierce." Murphyle pursed her lips, and then bent down to pick up the black recorder on the flower.


    With a look of disgust, she held up her orchid fingers and handed the black recorder to Yin Sinian.


    "Si Nian, here you are."


    Yinsinian took the recorder and pressed the play button on one side.


    Then Murdoch''s voice came from the other end of the recorder


    ——The Mu family has been in the doldrums in the shopping malls over the years, and the stock situation is also very bad. I can''t get any big customers and orders. I can''t just promise those people on the street to launder money for them... Those black money with unknown origins are often millions. If I launder money with the company, once it is found out, I will face the disaster of imprisonment. When I was at a loss, yinsinian gave me an idea.


    ——Yin Sinian is an Yan''s high school classmate. He has always liked an Yan. After finishing college in other places, he came back to Jingjiang City and immediately came to work in Mu family. Because of an Yan, I met Yin Sinian several times. Later, he became my special assistant. He said that Anyan is now a famous harp player in the music industry. She can use Anyan to launder money. As long as she signs, the black money can go to her account in the name of performance fee, and then transfer the money out. In this way, I can not only get the money, but also go back after the east window incident!


    ——I''m moved now, but this yinsinian is not a good one. He always asks me to share 19% with him. He takes 10% and I take 90%. In this way... For more than two years, this is really yinsinian''s idea for me. Of course... I don''t have any hesitation. If I can think of this idea from the beginning, I will also use Anyan.


    Hearing this passage from the recorder, Yin Sinian''s face suddenly became very ugly.


    He looked at murphyle and immediately asked, "when did your father record this? When did your father record it? " His voice became more and more severe, and he yelled at mufile, "your father sold me? He sold me? "


    Murphyle also had an incredible expression on his face. "It''s impossible. The voice must not belong to my father. How could my father sell you? It''s impossible


    "Impossible?" Yinsinian, holding a recorder in his hand, questioned murphyle in front of him, "then tell me where the content in the recorder comes from?"


    "I don''t know. It''s not my father. It must not be him! My father can''t betray you. I''ve cooperated with him for so many years. How can my father betray you? " Murphyle looked flustered and said again, "who sent this recorder, who sent it! Who is it, who is it


    "He Junshen." Yinsinian said these three words slowly.


    "You, what do you say? Ho, Ho Yun Shen


    "Your father only counsels when he sees he Junshen!"


    Murphyle was so stupid that she couldn''t say a word in amazement, "impossible... This is impossible..."


    "Impossible? The voice in the recorder is Murdoch''s! Your father has betrayed me! This recorder must be a warning from he Junshen. No, it doesn''t have to be a warning. Maybe I will be summoned by the police soon! "


    Yinsinian was still calm. After all, things didn''t happen now, and panic was useless.


    Mufile stood on one side stupefied, looking at yinsinian in front of him, still can''t believe the fact in front of him.


    "It must be mu Anyan!" Mufele put all the blame on Anyan. "It must be she who blew the pillow wind in Heyun''s deep ear!"


    "Anyan doesn''t know about money laundering at all. How can she blow the pillow in Heyun''s ears? Mufile, don''t push everything to Anyan! Now the truth is that your father betrayed me! "


    "Si Nian, don''t worry. I''ll go home right now. Can I go home and ask clearly? Don''t be angry. I''ll ask my father. There must be something in it! " Murphyle walks up to yinsinian, kisses yinsinian''s lips quickly, and then rushes out of the ward in high heels.


    "Bang" after the door of the ward closed, Yin Sinian was so mad that he threw his recorder on the ground, and the recorder was immediately torn apart!


    Yin Sinian stared at the broken recorder, his body trembling slightly.


    "He Junshen!" He gritted his teeth and said these three words. His left hand pounded the landing berth fiercely and said angrily, "you''ve taken away the woman I love, and now let Mu de Xiu tell the whole story about money laundering. He Junshen, you send me this box of chrysanthemums today, and I will let them bloom all over your grave in the future! You''ll see! Three years ago, Anyan didn''t belong to you. Three years later, Anyan won''t belong to you even more! "


    ……


    Sporadic light rain is blowing in Jingjiang City, and the delicate gauze curtain is gently pulled up by the breeze.


    Anyan slept for about two hours. When she opened her eyes, it was raining outside the window. The glass of the French window was wet by the rain. The whole scenery seemed to be shrouded in a misty scene.


    "Dong Dong Dong" the door of master bedroom is knocked gently, be pushed gently again later.


    "Is it aunt Xu?" Anyan''s voice rang out immediately.


    "Miss mu, are you awake?"


    Anyan nodded, "well, wake up."


    "When you wake up, get up and make up."


    "Make up? Dress up? " An Yan is slightly stunned.


    "Yes." Aunt Xu nodded, "the stylist and makeup artist are waiting downstairs, and the dinner dress is ready."


    "Dinner? What kind of dinner? " An Yan asks aunt Xu.


    Aunt Xu looked at an Yan''s puzzled appearance, also slightly stunned, and then said: "this evening''s family banquet, didn''t the young master tell Miss mu?"