Systematic Director’s Tender Love

He even put the bottom down, prepared to be mocked, and called Zhao Donghan himself on his cell phone several times. Unfortunately, as before, every time I hear it-"The user you dialed is turned off."

Finally, Mu Yichen couldn't think of a way. In order to find some clues, he sent someone to print out a record of Zhao Donghan's mobile phone calls. Then he found that in recent days, there has been no incoming and outgoing calls and text messages. It seems that she should have changed her number.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed. I have tried all the methods I can think of, but Zhao Donghan still has no news, as if the world has evaporated.

Mu Yichen couldn't help but start to doubt. This time she was determined to get rid of him completely, even her friends didn't want to do it. Therefore, things will be done so absolutely. He didn't leave him any clues to contact her.

Is he really that annoying and makes her so annoying? Well, since this was Xiaohan's wish, he fulfilled her wish and stopped disturbing her.

From then on, in Zhao Donghan's life, he will never appear again. Then, she can live comfortably and easily, and she can live with Ouyang Tian in peace. In this way, she should be satisfied, right?

Mu Yichen gave up and continued searching, and drove back to the villa. He walked into Zhao Donghan's room alone, turned around and locked the door.

The man stood quietly at the door, raised his long and narrow eyes, and looked around the room. Inside, all things Zhao Donghan had used were filled with memories of the two of them.

In this room, they quarreled fiercely and fought each other. The familiar fragrance still remained in the air, which was the sweet scent that belonged exclusively to Zhao Donghan. He took a deep breath and walked to the dressing table step by step.

Clean and slender fingers stroked one by one from the jewelry box and cosmetics above. Everything is cold and hard, without temperature.

With long fingers, he held up one of the red jewelry boxes and opened it slowly. I saw a dazzling diamond necklace lying alone in the box.

Mu Yichen stared at the necklace and couldn't help showing a bitter smile. He had never been in a relationship before, and he always had no idea how to please women. Whether it is the food to eat, the clothes to wear, or the various luxuries used, he always provides her with the best. However, she was still dissatisfied and refused to stay.

Just like these jewelry, he saw Shen Shan and Shangguanyu and their female companions. He was always happy to receive these. So he personally selected a lot of top diamonds, entrusted the world-renowned skilled craftsmen to polish them carefully, and send them to them. Go to her room.

However, he never saw Zhao Donghan wear it once. Probably, she didn't like these by nature! How can natural preferences change easily? Therefore, for the same reason, she will never really fall in love with the person who gave her jewelry.

Mu Yichen looked more and more irritable, slapped the box down, and walked to her bedside. The pink sheets are clean and flat without any wrinkles. But the owner of this bed will never come back again.

The man lowered his eyes, followed her bed, and moved his gaze to the bedside table. Glancing at the alarm clock and vase above, he then opened the drawer of the bedside table. A notebook was found inside, and the cover was a dove with wings spread out.

Beside the notebook, there are two bank cards, a fixed-term passbook, and a golden key.

Mu Yichen recognized at a glance, this key is from the door of this villa. The two bank cards were also given to her by herself.

Remember, that was the first day after Zhao Donghan fainted and moved into the villa. At that time, she had just been swept out by Zhao Fan, and he expected that she would not have a lot of money. Sure enough, when he found the wallet in her coat pocket, he found that it was deflated, with only a few coins in it. How could his woman have no money in her pocket? Worrying about the inconvenience of her money, Mu Yichen ordered the housekeeper Zhou to immediately prepare two million and deposit it in a card and give it to her.

There are one million in the other card. In order to put Zhang Shuangshuang on and force her to tell the truth, he gave Zhao Donghan another card.

Now, both cards are here, not in her wallet. Could it be that she has never used it?

Also, what does this notebook do? Diary? He never knew that Zhao Donghan still had the habit of writing a diary.

Mu Yichen reached out his hand with distinct joints and took out the notebook. Turning over one of the pages, he glanced over. I saw that the font above was elegant and concise, and generous. The girl used a dark blue pen to record the date and what she received every day.

From mobile phones and bank cards to a key, a piece of clothing and a meal, everything is recorded in the book. There are even brands and valuations behind the clothes.

The more Mu Yichen looked down, the more surprised and confused. Ying Ting's brows were twisted together. Is she usually idle? What do you do to record these boring things?

As he thought, he turned a few pages back. There is almost no new content, it is the same as before.

At the end of the last page, a few lines are written, describing the girl's happy mood. An explanation was also given to the periodical passbook:

So happy, the stock price has risen sharply recently. Today, I sold all the stocks on hand. This time, I made a lot more. The numbers in the passbook have gradually increased. If this continues, it will not take long before I can pay him the same price for his food and the things I use. The feeling of not owing each other is really great!

Next, a brilliant smiling face was drawn.

After reading this, Mu Yichen narrowed his cold eyes. With cold and biting eyes, staring at the words "two not owe each other", the whole person exudes a dangerous breath.

It turned out that this is a ledger. Are these things really written by her? He couldn't believe his eyes. Holding the notebook's hand, he couldn't help but tightened tightly, and murmured angrily in his heart:

This woman really knows how to embarrass a person. Everything he gave her was voluntary. Those clothes and meals are not worth a lot of money. Has anyone said that she should pay them back? She actually dared to treat his sincerity as a financial transaction. Also secretly went to stocks, and prepared to make enough money before paying him. Does this woman have a conscience? Mu Yichen's heart was filled with a deep cold.

At this moment, he finally understood. She calculated the account so clearly with him so that she could draw a line with him so that she could leave at any time.