"Change your clothes and let's go. After speaking, Mu Ziqian closed the door.

A brand new set of women's clothes hangs on the hanger, and a long skirt with tatters on the sofa is a stark contrast that exudes a sense of irony.

Qiu Jing suppressed the fire in her heart, uncovered the red marks of her naked body when she got out of bed, and she took off the clothes on the hanger and put them on her body.

After changing her clothes, she pushed the door and walked out, looking around only to find that it was Mu Ziqian's office.

With an expensive Persian carpet underfoot, huge floor-to-ceiling windows opposite, a luxurious and domineering interior, and a wall of bookcases on the opposite side of the desk, the ostentatious and gorgeous blend is elegant and deep, this office is completely in line with the impression given by Mu Ziqian, noble, yet unattainable.

The carpet absorbed the footsteps, and when Qiu Jinghao walked by, the man in front of the window with his back was unnoticed.

He put one hand in his pocket, the other finger between the cigarette, green smoke curled from between his knuckled fingers, he took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, the smoke spit out from the man's sexy thin lips like fine silk, blurring his cold face, his quiet eyes stared at the window full of lights in the city, the dark night sky became his invincible cloak, Qiu Jing was hibernation by his awe-inspiring aura, but his heart was resisting his evil side.

This man is the devil, the devil who destroys her.

Suddenly, Mu Ziqian turned around, his gaze was still in the gloomy and ethereal state just now, and as a result, he crashed into Qiu Jinghao's eyes so defenselessly.

His eyes paused slightly, and he regained his composure for a second, and Qiu Jinghao was also stunned, his heart ached because of his melancholy eyes, why was he sad? Whatever!

Mu Ziqian extinguished his cigarette, walked towards Qiu Jinghao, stood still and looked up and down, "Does it fit?"

Qiu Jing nodded lightly.

Mu Ziqian retracted his eyes, "Let's go." ”

Brushed Qiu Jing's shoulder and walked towards the door of the office, and the latter followed suit.

In the elevator car, the two stood side by side, and Fu Feiyang stood on the side of the door with his eyes lowered and was silent.

"Who were you talking to on the phone?" he asked suddenly.

Qiu Jing's heart hung up, but on the surface she was calm and calm, and she covered up her weak eyes by pulling her hair, and said, "Colleagues from the research institute." ”

She didn't have time to delete the call logs, and the number was the landline of Stefan's apartment, Mingjin lived in Stefan's apartment most of the time, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Mu Ziqian looked ahead and asked lightly, "Andy?"

She wanted to say no, but now that Andy was the safest person, it was impossible for him to call him for verification, so she said 'um', according to the logic of this language, Mu Ziqian should ask something, Qiu Jing took the first step to end the topic, "Discuss a polygraph." ”

Mu Ziqian's eyes moved slightly, since the two met, Qiu Jinghao had never taken the initiative to explain anything to him, and now this reaction was a little unexpected.

However, soon Mu Ziqian regarded Qiu Jinghao's initiative as a request for peace with him and a sign of weakness. In order to get him to delete the video of the two being happy.

While thinking, the elevator door opened, and the three of them stepped out of the elevator.

The two of them walked towards the car one after the other, and the sound of pressing the shutter was almost imperceptible in the dark, Qiu Jing paused, quickly covered his face with his hands, and stared back at a certain place.

Mu Ziqian noticed her reaction and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There are candid shots. She kept her head low.

Mu Ziqian was a little annoyed when he saw that she was still afraid of being discovered, and he felt the need to destroy the hellish hidden marriage agreement.

Qiu Jing didn't want to be photographed by anyone in the same frame as Mu Ziqian, because once she got involved with him, it would mean that wanting to leave quietly with Ming Jin in the future would become a luxury.

Mu Ziqian's dark eyes sharpened, and his eyes swept towards the black car not far away, and Fu Feiyang understood that he would approach the car.

When he turned around, Qiu Jinghao was already hiding behind him, and he said in a deep voice, "Get in the car." Qiu Jing got into the car and closed the door.

Outside the car, Mu Ziqian turned his back to her, took out a cigarette from his suit pocket, lit it unhurriedly, and slowly spit out the smoke ring, the whole person exuded a cold and cruel aura, even through the glass, she could feel it.

Suddenly, Fu Feiyang dragged the person who was secretly photographed in the dark by the neck, he was carrying a candid SLR in his hand, Qiu Jing took a rough look, this person can only be regarded as a second-rate entertainment at best, dressed modestly, wearing a black peaked cap, and when he was caught, his face did not show any fear, but with a faint smile.

Why is he smiling? Qiu Jing wondered, this is the habit of being a professional polygrapher, and he will unconsciously speculate on the subtle expressions he sees.

The person was dragged in front of him, and Fu Feiyang handed the SLR to Mu Ziqian, "Mr. Mu, this person is secretly taking pictures." ”

Mu Ziqian hooked the shoulder strap of the camera with one finger and smoked quietly, "How long have you been following me?"

The man who was choked by the arm sniffed, "Not long after, I just sneaked in." ”

"Did you get the photos you needed?" asked Mu Ziqian rhetorically.

The man ......was stunned, and according to the usual routine, didn't he always ask which newspaper he was from?

"Distracted!" Mu Ziqian lit a cigarette in his twisted palm, and the hot ash fell on the man's palm, and he wrung his eyebrows and screamed in pain.

"Yes......" Yu Ji suddenly shook his head again and said, "No, no." ”