Chapter 9

  She looked at this home she had lived in for ten years, a three-bedroom apartment with an area of less than 100 square meters, located in an old building district. All the furniture was old, and she couldn't even remember how many years it had been since they last bought new furniture.

  Dad is a high-ranking executive of a certain group in this city, but the conditions at home are only equivalent to those of an ordinary employee. Those people must be blind, yet they still dare to say that Dad is corrupt.

  This is obviously a frame-up, one billion, for this family, it's simply an astronomical figure!

  "Warm heart, what to do now? We must think of a way to rescue your father." Yang Peijie tightly grasped her daughter's hand, placing all her hopes on this child.

  "I know, mom, dad is being framed, I will definitely find a way to get him out." Mu Nuan nodded firmly, the Mu family had raised her for ten years, if it wasn't for Mu Luo Zhong adopting her back then, she wouldn't know what would have happened to her now.

  For this kindness alone, she would not stand by and watch her father get into trouble.

  "I just called your brother, but he didn't answer... Something big happened at home, and he needs to come back." Yang Peijie said as she was about to dial her son's number again.

  "Mom, stop calling, brother is about to graduate soon. If you tell him now, with his personality, he will definitely give up his studies recklessly..."

  Yang Peijie listened to her daughter's words, and her dark eyes became flustered. No, Ji Yang is the hope of their Mu family, he absolutely cannot be allowed to give up his studies... She trembled as she hung up the phone, then hugged her little daughter and burst into tears.

  Mu Wan comforted her heartbroken mother for a few words, then hurried out the door. She first went to the procuratorate, wanting to see her father first and ask what was going on. However, the people at the procuratorate told her that Mu Luo's corruption was huge, and before he revealed where the stolen money was hidden, no one was allowed to visit him.

  Helpless, she had to leave and visited all the people who were close to her father one by one to see if they could help, but they were all rejected at the door without even seeing their faces.

  When Mu Wan Xin walked out of her father's last friend's neighborhood, her heart had already cooled down thoroughly. The warmth and coldness of human relationships were nothing more than this.

  Adding flowers to brocade is easy, but sending charcoal in snowy weather is hard.

  Thinking of her wrongly imprisoned father, she suddenly felt an urge to cry.

  It has been a week since I started running, but things have not made any progress. In the case of Mu Luo Zhong's corruption, it seems that everyone in the city has a unanimous opinion, which is to convict him at all costs.

  Mu Wanxin returned home at 10 o'clock in the evening, and after a week, she had lost a whole circle, her already slender figure becoming even more delicate and weak.

  In just seven short days, she had already experienced all the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

  She walked into the house tiredly. Yang Peijie saw her and immediately came up to her, "Nuan Xin, how are you? Is there any progress?"

  Munan shook her head and let out a long sigh before saying, "Mom, I think there's something fishy about Dad's situation this time..."

  "Warming heart, I actually have a way, maybe can save your father." Yang Peijie anxiously interrupted her, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at her daughter's eyes.

  "What's wrong?" Mu Wanxin's eyes lit up in front of her, and she tightly grasped her mother's hand, without noticing her unnatural behavior.

  "Do you know Zhou Renxiong?" Yang Peijie asked as she pulled her daughter down onto the sofa.