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"I didn't expect Tang Zhong to be such a person. I really misjudged him before." Luo Huan said angrily.

Because they ran into Tang Zhong hugging another woman, they were all in a very bad mood tonight.The woman took the initiative to hug Tang Zhong and kiss them, and even taunted and attacked them nakedly.I came back after my friend blew out the candles and cut the cake, and didn't participate in the following all-night singing program.

"That's right." Cheng Pei agreed. "When we got along with each other before, I thought he was quite a nice person. He turned out to be a philanderer. It's really disappointing. What kind of star is he? Does the star teach his fans how to play with women?"

He Na hung up her boyfriend's phone and came back from the balcony. With a touching smile on her face, she said, "Don't be too angry. What does this matter have to do with us? Let me tell you, a shameless There are a group of women who give silently behind men. Money is hard to buy and I am happy. Qiu Yihan is willing, what can we do? With her appearance, what kind of man can't be found? She just wants to be in Tang Zhong This crooked neck tree was hanged, what can we do with her?"

"Qiu Yihan is stupid." Luo Huan did not agree with He Na's point of view.Moreover, in the dormitory, she has a better relationship with Cheng Pei.He Na is even more philistine, and looks down on them from the bottom of her heart.They all know this.Therefore, it is impossible for them to become friends with such a woman. "Maybe Qiu Yihan was blinded by her."

"Then you can tell Qiu Yihan. Let's see how she chooses." He Na said.

"Really?" Luo Huan was a little uncertain again.

"Say." Cheng Pei said affirmatively. "We friends would be remiss if we didn't speak up."

Luo Huan hesitated for a while and said, "That's good. I'll go talk to Yi Han. I don't know if she's online now."

"Send the email directly." He Na reminded.

Luo Huan thought for a while, opened his notebook and sat on the bed.

France.Paris.

Qiu Jingwen came back from the outside reeking of alcohol, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower and sleep, when he heard a sound of 'didang' coming from the front of the computer.

Qiu Jingwen knew that this was the email reminder sound set by Qiu Yihan, so that she could hear the messages sent by her friends at the first time.

Although she never said it, Qiu Jingwen knew that she was actually lonely.

In Paris, apart from her own aunt who accompanied her, that was her grandmother who had no common language with her, and she was unwilling to go out to meet new friends.

For a girl of her age to be able to endure this loneliness is already a remarkable thing.

Why do many young people go crazy when they go abroad? One is that they lack the constraints of their parents and the secular world, and feel that they have arrived in a completely strange country and do not have to take responsibility for everything.Another reason is that they can't bear the heart-biting loneliness, they long for someone to hug.

Qiu Yihan is different from them.

In the past, Qiu Jingwen paid great attention to protecting Qiu Yihan's body.I don't know what's going on today, maybe because of drinking too many cocktails, she has an irresistible urge to see what this email is about.

She looked towards Qiu Yihan's room, the door was closed tightly, she should have fallen asleep at this time.Ever since she was a child, this girl's habit of getting sleepy after ten o'clock has never changed.

This provided a convenient environment for her to commit the crime.

"Maybe it's just a junk mail. It doesn't matter if you look at it." Qiu Jingwen thought to himself.

So, she has a favorable motive for committing crimes.

She took a deep breath, her bright red lips pursed slightly.

Then, she cautiously walked to the computer and opened the mysterious email.

"Oh. It was sent by her classmates in China." Qiu Jingwen said in a low voice.Because Qiu Yihan classified each of her email contacts into groups, this address obviously belongs to a member of the classmate group.

Qiu Jingwen originally planned to give up this 'spying' operation, but the title of this email attracted her: Yihan, let me tell you about Tang Zhong!

"Tell me about Tang Zhong?" Qiu Jingwen clicked the mouse resolutely.What she is most interested in now is this Tang Zhong.She wanted to know what kind of person Tang Zhong was, who would let her proud little niece be wronged willingly, and stick to the three-year agreement—is there any woman willing to wait for a Three years for a man?Besides, how many three years does a woman have?

This time is the same age as Hua, and it should be the most suitable time to enjoy free love sweet talk and gift bombardment.

"Snapped--"

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After reading the email, Qiu Jingwen slapped the table.

After the filming, she regretted it again, and listened carefully. There was no movement in Qiu Yihan's room, and Qiu Yihan was not awakened, which made her feel a little relieved.

"This beast. This guy with a human face and a beast heart. This bastard boy. No wonder my brothers and sisters-in-law don't like him. It turns out that he already knows what kind of person he is-he likes Yi Han, and he must be for the heir of Yi Han's Hongda Group. He must have come here for the money. Yihan, this silly girl, was so fascinated by him that he couldn't even tell the truth from lies. No, he must not be allowed to succeed, and he must not be allowed to hurt Yihan—"

With that in mind, she will immediately act on it.

She thought about it, clicked the reply function of the email, and wrote: Who cares?I've got a new boyfriend—

Click—the bathroom door opened again.

Jiao Nanxin stretched out his head, blocked his body with the door, and shouted at Tang Zhong: "Tang Zhong, help me get my pajamas."

"Okay. Where is it?" Tang Zhong asked.

"In the second closet in my room."

Tang Zhong opened the door and walked into Jiao Nanxin's room, and easily found the cabinet where Jiao Nanxin put his pajamas.

Pajamas are small items, stacked together with bras and panties.

So, when Tang Zhong opened the cabinet, he saw a picture that made the blood boil and the heart beat faster.

He didn't dare to look too much, so he quickly took off the top pair of pajamas and walked out.

Unexpectedly, just after walking out of Jiao Nanxin's room, the living room door was pushed open, and Jiao Yuheng and his wife stood at the door of the room.

Seeing Tang Zhong, the old lady said happily: "Tang Zhong is here? Why haven't you come to eat at home for a long time?"

The old lady didn't read newspapers, and Teacher Jiao Yuheng and Jiao Nanxin wouldn't take the initiative to tell her Tang Zhong's worrying things.Therefore, she did not know that Tang Zhong was active in Suzhou and Hangzhou some time ago.

"I've been busy recently. That's why I don't come here much. However, I've been thinking about my wife's craftsmanship."

As Tang Zhong said, he quickly transferred the pajamas in his hand and the small personal items such as the underwear he grabbed for Jiao Nanxin to his back, then rolled them into a ball and threw them back, and threw them into Jiao Nanxin again. South's room.

Whether they land on the bed or on the floor is out of the question.Because if Jiao Yuheng and his wife saw Jiao Nanxin taking a bath and gave her underwear, he might not be able to explain what happened in front of him even if he opened his mouth a hundred times.

"I've said it all, we call it nainai at home." The old lady came over and pulled Tang Zhong to sit on the sofa, and then busily peeled fruit for him.Tang Zhong stopped it and said that he couldn't stop it if he wanted to cut it himself.

"I come here often when I have nothing to do. You can say hello to nainai first if you want to eat. I let the nanny go to buy ingredients. I sit at home all day and have nothing to do. Now I just like to toss and fiddle with the kitchen." The old lady said. "Hey, where's Nan Xin?"

"She's taking a bath." Tang Zhong said guiltily.I thought to myself, you must not think wrongly, nothing happened to us.

"Taking a bath?" The old lady looked at Tang Zhong, then at the door of the bathroom, and said, "This girl is really not polite. If you have guests, why don't you take a shower?"

"Girls like to be clean. It doesn't hurt to take more baths." Jiao Yuheng said more than the old lady thought, helping to smooth things over.

"Yes. Nanxin drank a little wine today, and her clothes were dirty. So she went to take a shower when she came back." Tang Zhong knew that Jiao Nanxin's drinking could not be concealed, so he simply took it out to explain Jiao Nanxin The reason why there are guests running to take a shower.

"Drinking? Why did you drink?" The old lady began to worry about Nan Xin's health. "Is Nan Xin okay?"

"It's okay." Tang Zhong said. "I don't drink much."

"That's good," said the old lady.

Tang Zhong sat with them for a while, then got up and said goodbye, saying that there was still something to do in the evening.

The old couple knew that Tang Zhong was busy with work, so they didn't want to keep him, they just advised him to know how to take good care of his body.

When Tang Zhong walked out of the old house, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope they won't misunderstand." Tang Zhong said in a low voice.

After Tang Zhong left, the old lady walked to the door of the bathroom and shouted to the inside: "Nan Xin, have you finished taking a shower? Tang Zhong is gone."

"Oh. I see." Jiao Nan replied heartily.She already knew what was going on outside, and she was glad that Tang Chongming didn't obediently send pajamas.

However, all the clothes on her body were soaked. If she didn't have pajamas, she couldn't go out wrapped in a towel?

"Nainai, can you help me get my pajamas?" Jiao Nanxin said.

"You girl, you are always messy. Why don't you prepare a change of clothes before you take a bath? If I don't come back, who are you going to ask to bring you clothes?" The old lady said naggingly.

After saying this, the old lady was stunned, and Jiao Yuheng, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, also raised his head.

The old couple looked at each other, feeling that they understood something.