Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

Reporter Zhao took another picture from his pocket. "Come on, Mr. mu, look at this. But before that, sit down."

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

To be honest, Mu Qingtian's head was almost blown up just now. Now I finally calm down and wake up.

He sat down slowly and stared at 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: "ha ha, Mr. mu, don't be nervous. Although I like to dig people's privacy, you know what kind of person yunzhuran is. She doesn't have so many interesting past for me to dig."

After hearing this, Mu Qingtian was also relieved. After all, he was stimulated enough today.

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

"Mr. mu, you've probably seen this picture many times."

Mu Qingtian glanced at the indecent picture dyed by cloud bamboo. He frowned slightly and immediately pressed the picture on the table.

"You've seen it. What's the matter?"

"Have you seen it carefully?"

"What do you mean? Also, how did this picture come from? It's so clear that you..."

"Hotel, I got it from the hotel." Reporter Zhao said proudly, "didn't you also see it from the hotel? That day, your family was eating, and there was no sign that this picture would appear."

"That's right. Reporter Zhao, you are really seeing and listening. You can find out."

In fact, it's 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 photos were still displayed on the big screen.

Reporter Zhao lit the picture. This action seems to be his habit.

"I'll ask you again, Mr. mu, have you seen this picture carefully?"

Mu Qingtian is more angry than anything else.

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

"Don't be angry, Mr. mu. I always thought you were a gentle and elegant man - of course, it's hard to calm down and maintain your demeanor in such a thing."

Reporter Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at the picture.

"Mr. mu, do you believe this photo is true?"

"What if you don't believe it? Anyway, Ranran - yunzhuran defaults."

"But the cloud bamboo dye in the picture is with her eyes closed. That is to say, she fell asleep. Can she know what kind of photos she took after she fell asleep? Also, even if the photos are true, who is the man?"

Mu Qingtian is more and more embarrassed when asked. It's like being stripped naked in public.

"Reporter Zhao, I know you are curious. But you should also think about yunzhuran. Do you still have to pick up these ugly things?"

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

"Mr. mu, you know I'm a very dedicated reporter - paparazzi. Also, although I'm in this business, I don't feel cheap. I also have my own principles. I know more about gratitude."

"You --"

"Yun ZhuRan is my life-saving benefactor. You won't forget that." Reporter Zhao raised this matter again with a very strong voice.

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

"You want to say that it's been three years. You've divorced, too. It's meaningless. Isn't it? I thought so before. However, for some reasons, I began to investigate the matter again."

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

"Your so-called reasons are not only yunzhuran, but also your life-saving benefactor."

"Of course, there are other reasons, you may know. But I want to tell you." Reporter Zhao stood up and pointed to his head. "I never had a pleasant meeting with Yun ZhuRan. But I admire her very much. I'm more willing to 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? It's really a fan of the situation. You were separated by such photos. It's really funny."

"Ranran admits it. She drank too much that night and spent the night with a man. She..."

"Who is that man? What does he look like? How old is he, Chinese or foreigner?"

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

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

"Well... She's not sure. Besides, the people in the picture can't see their faces and have mosaic."

This time Mu Qingtian pointed to the picture and spoke.

Reporter Zhao glanced at Mu Qingtian disdainfully.

"In fact, I admire you very much, Mr. mu. You are an honest gentleman. You are also willing to help others. All your circles are saying good things about you. However, you are a big man. You are a big man in your bones. Big men can tolerate too many things. But they can't tolerate women's betrayal. Once there are such signs, your brain will be burned. At this time, you Your analytical skills are gone. You will feel a great shame. "

He paused.

"In fact, cloud bamboo dyeing is not like this. A very smart person will be stupid when he meets this kind of thing. Anyone with a clear eye can see that this is a game. The layout is really high."

"Layout - even the layout can dye him -"

"You want to say that even for the layout, yunzhuran has no face to see people, and she is dirty. Therefore, of course you have to leave her."

"No." Mu Qingtian waved his hand again and again. "I didn't mean that. Later, I wanted to go with her to a place where no one knew us. We started our life again. That's what I thought at that time. It was just an accident on the plane."

This time, reporter Zhao smiled.

"Yes, Mr. mu, I know you are a good man. If you can do this, it also shows that you are a measured man. But I want to tell you. The real wisdom is not such muddled tolerance, but to find out what's going on."

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

He went over and grabbed reporter Zhao.

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

Reporter Zhao pulled Mu Qingtian's hand down: "Well, Mr. mu, don't worry. I'm not sure yet. Wait a minute. I'll tell you in two days. Maybe you'll have new ideas. Oh, you'd better go back to the company. Isn't your company having a meeting? You just kicked Jin Zetian out. As for the evidence, it's up to you. Anyway, you're the boss. You can open whoever you want. What's more What's more, this kind of person who always disagrees with you. "

Mu Qingtian saw that he couldn't ask the result, so he had to nod and take a step back.

"OK, I see. Thank you, reporter Zhao. When you make progress, you must inform me."

"Of course, I will. But --" reporter Zhao suddenly smiled strangely, "but if my guess is correct, one of my friends will probably be angry. Ha ha. Forget it. Anyway, he is also a generous person."

Mu Qingtian didn't know who the friend said by reporter Zhao was, and he didn't want to ask.