Chapter 792: Xia Meng is so heavy-tasted

However, she didn't let Liang Chen steal the data before.

This kind of theft of secrets has nothing to do with trade secrets, it is just unethical.

But Lin Qingyan has no psychological barriers.

"Xia Meng's computer," Gu Yichen said.

This afternoon, Gu Yichen po-jie Han Jiaxin and Xia Meng's computer respectively, and this video was saved from Xia Meng's computer.

"I didn't expect Xia Meng to be so heavy-tasted, and she actually left this kind of video in the computer, but she just left the evidence herself," Lin Qingyan said, holding her head.

At the same time, he was arranged by Lin Qingyan to follow Xia Meng, Gu Jingnian worked hard and followed Xia Meng, but he didn't expect to follow someone to Xingyao's underground garage.

Xia Meng wore sunglasses, wrapped herself tightly, and looked left and right to get into a car.

Although the company was full of good cars, Gu Jingnian recognized the car at a glance as Han Jiaxin's car.

This pair of dog men and women are really bold, they found Lin Xiaoyan on the surface, and they dared to hook up with each other behind their backs, and they were so bold that they were in the company's underground garage.

The car never drove.

Gu Jingnian sneakily stepped forward, in order to avoid being discovered, Gu Jingnian hunched over and leaned on the side of the car, his whole body clinging to the car door like a gecko.

Now the cars with good functions are different, and the anti-eavesdropping is so good.

But no matter how well he does, how can he prevent him from being a professional paparazzi, if he can't get some evidence back, he will be easily killed by Lin Qingyan.

Gu Jingnian stuffed the qie tinger into the car, and soon the clear voices of the two of them came.

In the car, Han Jiaxin held Xia Meng in his arms, Xia Meng was full of worry and said, "Mr. Han, will anyone find out about us?" ”

"Absolutely not, I've already asked Lin Qingyan to take the blame, after the video was uploaded this afternoon, Lin Qingyan can't admit it if she doesn't want to, you can just raise the fetus with peace of mind now, and raise our children to be healthy and healthy" Han Jiaxin touched Xia Meng's flat lower abdomen.

The corners of Xia Meng's mouth naturally hooked up a smile.

The woman was in Xia Meng's arms, but she still pretended to be worried and said, "Mr. Han, our relationship will really not be discovered by your wife, you must protect our children." ”

"With Lin Qingyan outside, it's hard to find out, you obediently don't meet in the past few days, after this limelight, I will divorce the yellow-faced woman at home and take care of our children" Han Jiaxin kissed Xia Meng's hair and comforted Xia Meng.

Han Jiaxin has never had a child, so Han Jiaxin still cares about the child Xia Meng is pregnant with.

Han Jiaxin continued, "I know that the pregnant woman is in a bad mood, don't worry, when this matter is resolved, I will accompany you well, and I will send you home tonight to have a good rest." ”

"Okay," Xia Meng nodded carelessly.

As long as this matter is solved, the company will have one less competitor without Lin Qingyan, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

Hearing this, Gu Jingnian hurriedly took off the qie tinger, turned over and ran to the side.

Han Jiaxin started the car and drove away.

Gu Jingnian invited the merit and called Lin Qingyan.

At this time, Lin Qingyan was lying on Gu Yichen's big bed, helping her baby pinch her shoulder.

It was Lin Qingyan who said that she had recently learned a craft, and she had to give Gu Yichen an experiment.

Lin Qingyan's technique is okay, but her strength is a little small, just like tickling, Gu Yichen not only enjoys it, but also itches in her heart.

Lin Qingyan put the phone hands-free aside, and then continued to help the man pinch his shoulder, the green onion and white jade hands were weak and boneless. 21

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