Due to the temporary transfer, Monet's desk did not move, only the work content changed.

After going out early and returning late for several days, she successfully avoided Xing Zhaoyang's time to go home.

Now that the scandal has started, no matter what news is not good for each other. That's what she thinks, and that's what she does. It was a coincidence that he became a neighbor, and Monet didn't plan to think too much about his relationship with him.

It happened to be after work, there was no one else in the office, and she was packing up her things to go home when the door was pushed open.

Xing Zhaoyang walked in front, and Zeng Jin followed.

When she saw the familiar back, she moved slightly.

Xing Zhaoyang wore a slim casual suit, and his straight lines were not inferior to his back.

As if no one was talking, they obviously didn't expect a third person to be there.

"The reporter's call log shows that you made the last phone call before he disappeared. ”

Xing Zhaoyang: "That's right, I did call him that day, and we talked about photos." But ...... "Before I finished speaking, I saw Monet."

I haven't seen you for a few days, and goodbye is strange.

Monet remembered that before Zeng Jin left, he said that he was looking for a relationship with the missing reporter.

But in any case, I didn't expect it to be him.

The office fell silent instantly, and all three of them were standing, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Omitting the greeting procedure, Monet was the first to speak, "You just said that you called the reporter?" ”

…… I have played it, which means that I already know about the photo. But why didn't he tell her? They were all together for those days. That's right, it's not necessary, I'm just a small person, why do I need to be notified?

Xing Zhaoyang's face remained unchanged, "Yes." ”

Monet asked, "Talking about photos?" ”

…… Don't always take a word and explain it to me, at least two sentences, right?

Xing Zhaoyang: "Yes." ”

…… Sure enough, I didn't bother to say one more word. Now that I have found that reporter, why has the matter been exposed? Unless you look for him not to solve the problem, but to wait for the problem to erupt. It's a shame that she's been making excuses for the past few days, thinking that maybe there's something wrong in the middle.

…… Let's face the facts, white Monet, what photo? For other big stars, it's just a small thing, a little thing that I don't bother to pay attention to! It's just a neighbor, and you take yourself too seriously.

The temporary transfer of work, coupled with the unhappiness of the past few days, Monet unconsciously pressed all the unhappiness on it, and his face became worse and worse, "Don't disturb the two of you chatting, I'll go first." "Pick up your clothes and go out.

The hand was held by Xing homeopathically.

Xing Zhaoyang: "Listen to me." ”

She looked up into his eyes, still dark but unpredictable, "Let go." ”

Zeng Jin was surprised by the change in the relationship between the two, and was even more surprised by Monet's naturalness when facing Xing Zhaoyang.

Even if you are angry, you can let go much more than in front of him. It made him feel uncomfortable. The current situation is not to be thought about, he saw that the situation was not good, and said, "Xiao Nai, you ...... mistakenly"

Monet barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "Boss, I'm a little hungry." After speaking, he covered the back of Xing Zhaoyang's hand, broke his fingers one by one, turned around and walked out of the door.

Zeng Jin pressed him on Monet's seat, "Don't look at this girl's usual smile, no one can stop her stubborn temper." Find a chance to have a good chat, and it's okay to talk about it. ”

"I know. You go on to talk about the reporter. Glancing at the direction of the door, Xing Zhaoyang's face was as usual.

"The reporter lives alone, and you called him at around 5 p.m., after which the community surveillance showed that he drove out alone and never came back. His family called the police two days later. What's even more strange is that the IP address from which the photo was sent was his home, and according to normal logic, he had disappeared when the news was exposed. ”

"Isn't there any surveillance in the hallway?"

"No...... In the old-fashioned community, there is only one surveillance camera at the gate, and the entry and exit records of vehicles and pedestrians can be viewed. ”

"In other words, except for walking through the gate, you can't take pictures of the rest of the place."

"Yes."

"Isn't the clue broken again?"

"yes, you have to record your chats, and I'll get the notebook later."

Xing Zhaoyang nodded and looked at the table in front of him, a pot of pothos, a computer, and a photo frame. In the photo frame is a group photo of Monet and Bai Juchen, Bai Juchen is holding the fourth child of the Bai family in his arms, and the child is facing away from the camera, only the back is photographed.

"What are you looking at, so obsessed?"

Xing Zhaoyang: "It's nothing. ”

Noticing his eyes, Zeng Jin explained,

"That's Monet's little sister, 7 years old this year......" After a long pause, he added, "She is the same age as Susu." ”

After making a record, the two of them had nothing to do, so they simply went to the old place for a drink.

Xing Zhaoyang didn't say much about being surrounded by reporters on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Zeng Jin didn't ask much.

When I got home, it was already past nine o'clock, standing in the corridor, Xing Zhaoyang faced the door of Monet's house, motionless for a long time, and finally rang the doorbell.

It was Monet who opened the door, and there was no surprise when he saw someone coming, "My second brother is in the study, you have something to say quickly, if he hears it later, he won't be so polite." ”

Holding her arm, Xing Zhaoyang pulled Monet out of the door with a little force.

The heavy smell of wine rushed to the snort, and Monet frowned, "You let go!" ”

"I have something to tell you."

"So let's talk about it!"

"Journalists' business."

"I don't want to hear about that, if nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait, wait......"

Monet stood still, turned around, and was indifferent, "Xing Zhaoyang, do you think that a little person like me is handy in playing in applause?" ”

“……”

"If you have something to say, yes, you can say it! The photo has been known for a long time, right? ”

He nodded.

"Stopped?"

He didn't move. It's not that I don't want to act, but I don't know how to act.

Said it was stopped? Blocked, why is it still like this?

Say there is no block? She's going to be even hotter.

"Anything else to say?" In an instant, the two seemed to be strangers to passers-by.

"How's the wound healing?"

Bai Juchen heard the quarrel in the corridor, and when he came out of the study, he met Monet slamming the door and entering the house. Seeing the third sister sitting on the sofa with a puff, he clasped his hands around his chest, and said after a long time, "That person was Xing Zhaoyang just now?" ”

"Hmm."

"So, you're angry with him?"

"Hmm."

Taking a deep breath, he frowned slightly, turned around and went back to the study without asking anything.

The moment he closed the door, Bai Juchen's eyes narrowed, and the arc was subtle.

He knew his sister's personality best, and Monet never cared about irrelevant people or things.

Then there is only one reason to be angry now: she has begun to care about Xing Zhaoyang!

This obviously does not bode well.

I grew up loving my sister since I was a child, and my eldest brother is like a father.

Thinking that she would get married in a few years and that she would be accompanied by a strange man from now on, Bai Juchen was ten thousand uneasy.