I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Reporter Zhao took another picture out of his pocket.

"Come on, Mu Boss, take a look at this. But before that, sit down."

Reporter Zhao pointed to the chair and motioned him not to move. It was better to calm down and sit down.

To be honest, Mu Qingtian's head was about to explode. Now he finally calmed down and regained some consciousness.

He sat down slowly and fixed his eyes on reporter Zhao.

"Who did you say you wanted to talk to me about, Yun Zhuran?"

Mu Qingtian suddenly became nervous.

Reporter Zhao waved his hand, "Haha, Mu Boss, don't be nervous. Although I like to dig into people's privacy. But you know what kind of person Yun Zhuran is. She doesn't have that much interesting past for me to dig into."

Mu Qingtian was relieved to hear that. After all, he had been stimulated enough today.

Reporter Zhao took out the photo from his pocket and handed it over again.

"Mu Boss, you've probably seen this picture quite a few times."

Mu Qingtian glanced at it. It was Yun Zhuran's indecent photo. He frowned slightly and immediately pressed the photo on the table.

"You've seen it. What's wrong?"

"Did you take a closer look?"

"What do you mean? Also, how did this photo come about? The clarity is so high, you..."

"Hotel, I got it from the hotel." Reporter Zhao said proudly, "Didn't you see it from the hotel? That day, a large family of your Mu family was having dinner and this picture would appear without warning."

"That's right. Reporter Zhao, you are so observant and attentive. This will let you know."

In fact, this is not difficult, as long as you have a heart, you can know. There were a lot of people in the hotel that day. Especially after the accident, even the hotel manager came. At that time, the photo was still on the big screen.

Reporter Zhao pointed at the photo. This action seemed to be his habit.

"Let me ask you one more time, Mu Boss. Have you seen this photo carefully?"

Mu Qingtian was more angry than anything else.

"I've seen it. I've seen it! I'm very angry! That's enough to know!"

"Mu Boss, don't be angry. I always thought you were a gentle, elegant man - of course, it's hard to calm down and maintain your poise in this situation."

Reporter Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at the picture.

"Mu Boss, do you believe this photo is real?"

"So what if you don't believe me? Dyeing - Yun Zhuran acquiesced anyway."

"But the Yun Zhuran in the picture is closed. In other words, she fell asleep. Can she know who took what kind of pictures of her after she fell asleep? Also, even if the photo is real, who is that man?"

Mu Qingtian was getting more and more embarrassed by the question. It was like being stripped naked in public.

Reporter Zhao, I know you're curious. But you have to think about it for Yun Zhuran. Are you going to dig up all these ugly things?"

Hearing this, reporter Zhao's face suddenly changed and became more serious.

"Mu Boss, you know I'm a very dedicated reporter - so is the paparazzi. Also, although I'm in the business, I don't feel cheap. I have my own principles. I know how to repay you."

"You -"

Yun Zhuran is my savior. You won't forget that, will you?" Reporter Zhao raised the subject again in a very loud voice.

"Of course I know. But now you..."

"You want to say, three years have passed. You're divorced too. It's pointless. Right? I thought the same way before. But for some reason, I started to investigate this again."

Mu Qingtian was interested in some of the reasons he said.

"Yun Zhuran is not the only one who saved your life."

"Of course, there are other reasons that you might know. But I have to tell you." Reporter zhao stood up and pointed to his head. "I've never had a good time meeting Yun Zhuran. But I really admire her. I would rather help her."

Mu Qingtian was stunned. Suddenly, he understood.

"You mean, there's something wrong with this picture."

Reporter Zhao grinned, "What do you think? What a mystery. This is how you were split up. It's really funny."

"Keran admitted it himself. That night, she drank too much and spent the night with a man. She..."

"Who is that man? What does it look like? How old are you, a chinese or a foreigner?"

"This... She said she couldn't remember."

"Is it the person in the picture?" Reporter Zhao asked further.

"Well... She's not sure either. Besides, the person in the photo couldn't see his face and hit the mosaic."

This time it was Mu Qingtian who pointed at the photo.

Reporter Zhao glanced at Mu Qingtian disdainfully.

"Actually, I admire you, Mu Boss. You are an honest gentleman. You are also helpful. Your circle is saying good things about you. But you are a big man. You are a big man in your bones. Big men can tolerate too many things. But he could not tolerate a woman's betrayal. Once such a sign appeared, his brain would be destroyed. At this point, your analytical skills are gone. You will feel extremely humiliated."

He paused.

"In fact, Yun Zhuran is not like this. People who were originally very smart, when faced with this kind of thing, suddenly became stupid. Anyone with a clear eye could tell that this was a game. The people in the layout are really skillful."

"Layout - even if it's a layout, it can stain him -"

"You want to say that even with the layout, Yun Zhuran is already so shameless and dirty. So of course you have to leave her."

"No." Mu Qingtian waved his hand repeatedly. "That's not what I meant. I, I wanted to go with her to a place where no one knew us. We started living again. That's what I thought. But something happened to the plane."

This time, reporter Zhao smiled.

"Yes, Mu Boss, I know you're a good person. If you can do this, it shows that you are a man of measure. But I want to tell you. Real intelligence is not about tolerance, but about figuring out what's going on."

The more Mu Qingtian listened, the more she felt that reporter Zhao had something to say.

He walked over and grabbed reporter Zhao.

"Tell me, what exactly do you know? Tell me, what's wrong with this picture? You..."

Reporter Zhao pulled Mu Qingtian's hand down, "Okay, Mu Boss, don't worry. I'm not sure yet. Wait a minute. I'll tell you in two days. By then, you might have a new idea. Oh, you should go back to the company. Isn't your company having a meeting? You just drove Jin Zetian out. As for the evidence, let it be. Since you're the boss, you can drive whoever you want. Not to mention the kind of person who always disagrees with you."

Seeing that he couldn't get the answer, Mu Qingtian nodded and took a step back.

"Okay, I got it. Thank you, reporter Zhao. When you make progress, you must let me know."

"Of course, I will. But -" reporter Zhao suddenly smiled strangely. "However, if my guess is correct, a friend of mine will probably be angry. Haha. Forget it. He's a generous man anyway."

Mu Qingtian didn't know who reporter Zhao was talking about, and he didn't want to ask.