Systematic Director’s Tender Love

That day, among hundreds of mobile phones, he picked this one at a glance and thought it was a good fit for her.

Zhao Donghan's expression just now seemed a little guilty, which aroused his curiosity. So he got up from the black boss chair and decided to come and take a look.

Cold eyes swept across the screen, and it was a coincidence that he caught a glimpse of the photo. The movement couldn't help stopping, and his narrow eyes slowly narrowed.

A faint brilliance flashed through the calm pupils.

When Zhao Donghan saw that the phone was taken away, he was immediately anxious.

Was this man a cat in his previous life? Why is there no sound while walking?

She shuddered and got up from the sofa.

Stretching out his arms, bent on taking the phone back to his own hands, he said in dissatisfaction:

"give me back!"

"You seem...excited.

Is there some terrible secret hidden in the phone, afraid I will know? "

Mu Yichen turned sideways slightly, and easily changed the phone to one hand, Zhao Donghan took away.

If she gave it to him frankly, he might not even look at it. She covered up like this, making him suspicious.

Could it be that she was secretly using WeChat to contact Chu Che? Or does she have other suitors he doesn't know?

He only checked her call logs and text messages, and neglected the WeChat part.

Envy rose up, and since his reaction was so intense, he couldn't even return the phone to her.

Although he can find it later, he has lost patience.

"There are no secrets in my phone.

Even if there is, it is my problem.

Mobile phones are personal items. Like Mu Shao, looking at other people's phones at will is an infringement of others' privacy. "

Xiao Liujian's WeChat group, their chat content, and the photos just now are not for him to see.

It's strange that the wound on the man's arm is so deep, how can his movements be unaffected?

Normally speaking, she is not as good as him in physical strength. But his vitality is badly injured today, and he should be in a weak position.

No, he is still so quick to reach out, and she can't ask for any advantage. Moreover, worrying about his injury, she was afraid that the wound she had finally bandaged might crack open, so she had to carefully avoid the location of his injury, which instead restricted her movement.

He pulled his lips, and said with a smile:

"It's been so long, you like to use double standards to measure people's faults, why haven't you changed them?

Seeing your phone, invading your privacy?

What is it that you secretly photographed me?

If it is true, your behavior is much more serious than mine. "

This woman is very good at complaining first.

It seems that she still does not have a correct understanding and awareness of her position.

In front of him, privacy and other things are superfluous, she doesn't need it at all.

Not only did he want to invade her privacy, he also intended to invade her together.

"That picture was not taken by me... You return your phone to me!"

Zhao Donghan stood on tiptoe, desperately reaching upwards. The man raised his arm slightly, she couldn't even touch the edge of the phone.

"Oh? You didn't shoot it? Who was that?"

He glanced at the phone screen again, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"You return my phone first, and I'll tell you!"

Her eyes flickered, trying to make terms with him. Make up your mind and lie back to the phone for now.

"fine."

He refused to be fooled, grabbed her arm with his big hand and dragged her to the door.

The next second, she was pushed out the door by the man without mercy.

This series of actions was clean and neat, without any muddling.

With a loud bang, the door was slammed and locked from the inside.

It happened so suddenly that she hadn't figured it out yet. When did the man start turning his face, he was already locked out of the door.

Zhao Donghan slapped the door hard, and at this moment, she suddenly thought of Aunt Xue.

"Open the door! Mu Yichen, open the door!"

After shooting for a long time, my throat almost hurt, and the people in the room ignored her.

Two servants heard her shout and ran over quickly. Looking at the situation before him, they all walked away with their heads down again.

Zhao Donghan thought dejectedly, and if he continued to shout, it must be useless.

The phone is in that man's hand. If he doesn't look at it enough, he might not return it to her.

The photo was indeed not taken by her, so she is not worried about her safety.

However, the person who took the picture is in danger.

Mu Yichen's temper is hard to guess.

Ordinary people may be very happy to be noticed and loved by everyone; but Mu Yichen is not an ordinary person, and business tycoons like him generally attach great importance to their privacy. Most of you wouldn't like someone behind him, sneaking up on things.

If he finds out that not only is someone photographing him secretly, but there are so many people discussing his private life behind his back, I am afraid he will not be happy.

This is how to do? What can he do to stop him from dealing with Zhao's people?

Although they were a little bit noisy, they secretly photographed him, discussed him, and collected some gossip about him because they liked him.

If because of her negligence, Mu Yichen learns about the WeChat group, and it hurts them, how can she make her conscience?

Zhao Donghan looked anxious, paced back and forth at the door, and couldn't think of a good way for a while.

Just as she was at a loss and was about to try to knock on the door again, the door suddenly opened.

A tall and sturdy figure stood upright at the door.

Mu Yichen had a cold face, his eyes were frighteningly cold, and his jaw was tight. A chill radiated from Zhou's body.

Even a dull person can feel that he is angry. What's more, it is a person like Zhao Donghan who is sharp and clever.

He was really upset, she had to think of a suitable set of words to let him not embarrass the little fans of the Zhao family.

"That one……"

"Come in and talk about it."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted coldly. He only glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze, turned and entered the study.

Zhao Donghan had to hang his head and follow behind anxiously.

The man in front stopped swiftly, her forehead hit his hard back directly.

it hurts! The man's back was thick and hard like a wall.

She twisted her eyebrows lightly, and rubbed her hurting forehead.

Mu Yichen turned around calmly and threw the phone into her arms, and she subconsciously raised her hand to catch it.

He must have read the contents of the phone.

Suddenly raising her eyes, looking at his gloomy expression, she swallowed and explained:

"Don't be angry, they are all your little fans, they are not malicious."

"I know."

He whispered three words, seeming to really not care.

Hey, isn't he upset because he was talked about and filmed secretly?

Zhao Donghan was a little surprised, but at the same time he was relieved.

In fact, when Mu Yichen saw the name of the group and glanced at the chat content filled with words such as "male god" and "husband" at random, his heart was indeed a little unhappy.