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Chapter 1849

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His voice changed. "Uncle Murong, are we going the wrong way?"

Murong Ting replied, "Yes."

Ji Rong asked, "Are we going to the airport?"

Murong Ting replied, "No."

Just as he finished speaking, a barrier suddenly appeared between the back seat and him, separating him from Ji Rong.

The car stopped and Murong Ting got out of the car and got into the car behind.

The driver drove off the cliff.

The driver was an old man who had worked for him for many years. He had cancer.

If he helped him settle this, he would ensure that their wives and children would live a good life.

Seeing the car fall off the cliff, Murong Ting called the police.

Murong Ting called the police.

After a while, the police were dispatched.

After searching for more than two hours, they found the car and the driver. Both Ji Rong and the driver were dead.

Murong Ting called the driver's family to inform them of the bad news.

The driver's wife and children were crying.

Murong Ting was sad. "Wait for me to go back and see you."

After hanging up, he cooperated with the police for questioning.

Murong Ting's driver looked at the police. "Elder Chen said that he did not sleep well last night. He stopped by the roadside to rest for a few seconds and smoke a cigarette."

Indeed, there were more than one cigarette butt in the wrecked car.

At the end of the investigation, the driver was tired.

Murong Ting cooperated with the police and returned to Nangang City.

When he reached Ru Garden, Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo were there too.

He was a little tired but still managed to say a few words.

Mochen came over and arranged for him to rest.

He already knew about Ji Rong's situation.

Ji You also received the news and confirmed that Ji Rong was dead.

Another hidden danger was eliminated.

He prepared a guest room for Murong Ting.

Murong Ting said, "Thank you, Mo Shao."

Mochen said, "You haven't had lunch, right? We were supposed to host a banquet for Uncle Murong and Qianqian. "

Murong Ting said, "I'm not hungry. I'll rest for a while."

Mochen said, "Okay, I'll call you for dinner."

Murong Ting closed the door and laid on the bed to rest.

On the way back, he had already asked someone to edit the video and save a copy. Only he knew the password.

He hadn't figured out how to deal with this one yet.

Could Ji Zuo treat Qianqian well for the rest of his life?

Even if Ji Zuo had a change of heart in the future, would it be useful to keep this video?

As for Ji Zuo, he didn't seem like someone who coveted the Murong family's wealth!

The Ji Family also has one!

A few minutes later, he made a phone call. "Destroy it too."

Next, it was time for Murong Yu!

This had to be considered at length.

Ji Rong's side should have been cleaned up by now.

Lying there, he finally felt a little more at ease. He closed his eyes and slept peacefully.



Murong Qianqian was playing with the children and looked upstairs worriedly.

Her father hadn't said a word to her since he came back. He looked very tired.

He really only went to Ji You's place?

Such a long time!

She looked at Mochen. "Mo Shao, has my dad gone to bed?"

Mochen replied, "Yeah."

Murong Qianqian was speechless.

Indeed, she couldn't get anything out of him!

She said softly, "I'll go upstairs to take a look."

Mochen said in a low voice, "He's already asleep. He asked me to call him for dinner."

She heard from the people that Uncle Murong had asked Ji Rong for all the videos. She didn't need to guess to know that it was about Ji Zuo.

Perhaps Uncle Murong was having a headache over how to deal with the videos.

No matter how Uncle Murong dealt with it, he had his own considerations and could understand that it was all for Qianqian's sake.

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