Mr. Sheng's cigarette butt flickered in the darkness, occasionally resting it on his lips, and the light of the star brightened a little, but more often than not, he just put it there and watched the cigarette burn little by little.

Someone knocked lightly on the door, and Mr. Sheng said, "Come in." ”

The man came in hunched over, with a stack of things in his hands, and his head bowed.

"Got it?" He asked.

The man hurriedly took a few steps forward and said, "Yes, Mr. Yousheng made it convenient for me, and finally I got it—Ning Rushan has indeed lived in Shen Xin's house, and she looks like a hostess." ”

Mr. Sheng stretched out his hand, and the man quickly handed over the things in his hand.

That's dozens of photos that have just been printed.

When Mr. Sheng looked at things, others didn't even dare to come out.

He looked over one by one. After dusk fell, the sky gradually darkened, and it was time to eat, and the camera captured Ning Rushan sitting at the dining table from a distance, talking and laughing with those servants.

After the moon rose and the stars brightened, she went upstairs, and stayed in the study for about a while, and could only see a faint shadow from the window.

When I saw her in the building again, it was already completely dark, and there was no light in the house, so I could only faintly see her standing by the window by the moonlight and the light of the street lamp, with one hand on her back, quietly looking up at the sky.

Mr. Sheng's hand suddenly stopped.

He stared at the picture for a long time, and the man squatting next to him was nervous, but he didn't dare to ask what was wrong, so he could only beat the drum frantically in his heart, but begged for a good time.

Mr. Sheng moved again, flipped back to the previous photo, and looked twice.

He whispered, "Strange. ”

The person who took the picture finally dared to speak, and asked cautiously: "Sir, is there something I didn't do well?" ”

Mr. Sheng shook his head and said in a low voice: "The photo can be taken, and it can basically show her status in the Shen family." ”

The man said, "Then I'll send this picture out at once, so that she can't stop?" ”

Mr. Sheng sorted out the photos and said calmly: "When did I say that I was going to send out the photos?" ”

A light and indifferent sentence scared the man so much that he didn't know how to put his hand, "No, no, sir, I didn't mean to figure out what you meant." I just thought she was a star and needed to maintain her reputation, and we could hit her with this photo......"

"Alright, shut up." Mr. Sheng's voice had a hoarse knife sound, as if it was polished by wind and frost, "Don't say more things that shouldn't be said in the future, and don't just figure out what I mean." ”

The man's cold sweat trickled, "Yes, I know." ”

Mr. Sheng added: "During this time, I want to take a few more photos, just shoot this angle." He threw one of the photos in front of the man, which was exactly what Ning Rushan looked like when he closed the window and looked at the moon for a while.

The man was curious but never dared to show it, and said again and again: "Yes, yes, I know, Mr. Sheng, don't worry." ”

Mr. Sheng said, "Go ahead." ”

The man picked up the picture on the ground and hunched out.

The knock on the door sounded again, and this time it was Wen Hanzhao who came in.

Wen Hanzhao's pair of gold-wire glasses has not been changed, and the bridge of his nose is almost integrated with himself, and he looks more and more polite, "Mr. Sheng, have you confirmed it?" ”

Mr. Sheng said, "Yes, confirmed." ”

Wen Hanzhao's eyes flashed with a cold light, if Ning Rushan stood in front of him, he dared to guarantee that he would be able to strangle people to death in the next second, "Then when can I do it?" I've been waiting for a long time, and I'm going to make Shen Xin grief-stricken. The latest chapter of "Hundred Plating" Wealthy Families: The Only Love of the Actress's Little Wife Claw Book House is free to read for the first time.