Mu Ziyan glanced at her, originally to stop it, but Su Wanqing dispelled his thoughts one step ahead of him: "Mr. Mu, it's my choice to send the photo in my mobile phone, or delete it." And, now I can exist in the cloud. ”

In a word, Mu Ziyan was even more angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to do anything.

The existence in the cloud means that even if he gets his mobile phone and camera, it will not help.

And now I can only cooperate with her, let her go in and get what she wants, and let her delete things willingly.

When she walked past the security guard at the door, Su Wanqing was stopped, because she was dressed like those upper-class people at the banquet. Although it is said to be a little familiar, it seems to have seen it.

"She's my friend. Mu Ziyan said at the right time and walked into it quickly.

As soon as she entered it, Su Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and patted her heart.

There are not many people here, most of them have left, but some people who have a good conversation are still drinking and dancing, which is very comfortable.

"Where is the thing?" Mu Ziyan asked Su Wanqing, his voice very low.

The corners of Su Wanqing's mouth were slightly hooked, an unnatural expression of pride, some light flickered, and Mu Ziyan was stunned for a moment.

There is no meanness, no shamelessness, only that shining temperament, sharp edge.

"Mr. Mu, don't worry, I'll delete all those things. At the end of the sentence, she stretched out her hand: "Mr. Mu is a good person, and he is happy to make friends with Mr. Mu." ”

Mu Ziyan looked at the white and slender hand in front of him, but did not move.

Make a friend?

Since I was able to shoot his privacy before, I'm afraid that making friends is to better shoot his privacy!

"Mr. Mu, you won't suffer if you make friends with me. Su Wanqing was not angry, her hand was still stretched there, waiting for Mu Ziyan's response.

She needs to know Mu Ziyan and be very familiar with it.

is not because of Mu Ziyan's identity and worth, but because he specializes in psychiatry and his attainments in psychiatric research.

Su Wanqing's words seemed to have magic, or her self-confidence was unconsciously convincing, Mu Ziyan stretched out his hand and shook her: "Hello, friend." ”

Su Wanqing withdrew her hand: "Okay, you go and get busy with you, I'm going to find my things." ”

Su Wanqing said, just turned around and ran to the side where she put her things, and ran very fast.

The devil knows if her stuff was thrown away!

Mu Ziyan didn't catch up with Su Wanqing, but turned around and walked outside the hotel, and after going out, he said to the assistant who greeted him: "Check one person, Su Wanqing." ”

"Yes, Mr. Mu. ”

Su Wanqing found the place where she put her clothes, but it was empty in front of her, there was nothing, she immediately looked left and right, very flustered.

Without these things, how would she go home, how would she open the door, how would she contact her friends!

She saw a waiter coming over with an empty wine glass next to her, and immediately stepped forward: "Hello, do you see the clothes and cameras placed here?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and looked at Su Wanqing: "That's your thing?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Su Wanqing heard the waiter's words, and her heart was happy, and she immediately said quickly.

"Mr. Zou took it. The waiter continued.

"......" Zou Cheng took it?

Why did he take his clothes and go? Did he recognize them? Or did he want to see what was in her camera?

Su Wanqing immediately recalled what was in her camera, and only after making sure that there was nothing unfavorable to Zou Cheng did she reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief, and the next moment she froze in place as if she had been struck by lightning.

She, she seems to have bitten Zou Cheng's face?

Now, the tooth marks are still there, right?

She covered her heart, her conscience hurt a little at this moment, Zou Cheng should, should be an adult, don't care about her so much, right?

It should, it should be, right?

"If nothing else, I'll go first. The waiter looked at Su Wanqing's wonderful expression, a little unclear.

Su Wanqing covered her heart, did not say a word, and her mind was full of pictures of Zou Cheng turning into a devil and surrounding her, never giving anything to herself.

Su Wanqing covered her clothes and walked out of the hotel decadently, dejected, feeling very pitiful homeless for a while.

Going to Su Ziya's place, unlikely. She was afraid of running into the Scar Man gang again.

Where to go?

Could it be that he went to the company to find Zhang Yang to borrow some money, smashed the door lock at home, and replaced it with a new lock, a new mobile phone, and a new camera?

She was distressed.

Su Wanqing borrowed money distressedly, slammed the door, and sat silently for a long time holding her bank card.

She looked up to the sky and sighed, she had insomnia all night, she fell asleep at four o'clock in the morning, and was woken up by the doorbell at six o'clock.

She closed her eyes and felt her way to open the door.

"Are you Su Wanqing?" Mrs. Zou held a photo in her hand, frowning at the woman in front of her, whose eyes seemed to be swollen and couldn't be opened, and the woman who was neatly cleaned up in the photo.

Su Wanqing heard an unfamiliar voice, opened her eyes slightly, and in front of her was a middle-aged woman, jeweled, and at first glance she was the wife of a rich family.

This Mrs. Kuo, she had never seen it.

"Hello?" Su Wanqing landed on the door and looked at her blankly.

"Don't invite me in and sit down?" said Madame Zou, placing the photo in a Gucci bag on her wrist.

"But...... I don't know you?" Su Wanqing smiled a little embarrassed.

This woman, there is something strange.

It's not a good person, but she's been inking here for so long, so what is her purpose?

Mrs. Zou glanced at her, saw this narrow place, there was disgust in her eyes, and the next moment she thought that Zou Cheng was forcibly enduring this disgust.

"I have something to talk to you about, Su Wanqing. Mrs. Zou called Su Wanqing's name again.

Su Wanqing frowned and stepped aside: "Please come in." ”

She wanted to know the woman's purpose, and she knew that if she didn't let her in, she wouldn't stop.

Mrs. Zou walked in, looking at the furniture decoration that was older than that, and her disgust became deeper and deeper, she originally wanted to sit down on the sofa, but finally chose to stand.

"You may be seated. Su Wanqing said politely to the woman in front of her.

She didn't know that the house she had lived in for five years was abandoned.

"Don't sit down, I'll make a long story short. "Such a woman is not worthy of his son at all!

Mrs. Zou took out a check from her bag and threw it directly on the coffee table: "Five million, leave my son." ”

Concise, shocking.

Su Wanqing's sleepiness disappeared in an instant.

Five million, leaving her son?

"Okay. Without hesitation, very decisively, she reached out and picked up the check, and after making sure that it was a real check, she put it away rawly: "May I ask who your son is?"