"He Xueyi! Do you have any shame at all! ”

Looking at the source of the voice, what came into view was He Meiyun's face, with a look of tearing.

Jiang Muhe, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but get up in astonishment, and hurriedly pulled out a tissue and handed it to He Xueyi.

He Meiyun on the side was even more annoyed when she saw this, walked up to He Xueyi in three steps and two steps, and raised her hand to slap her.

But Jiang Muhe grabbed his arm.

"Meiyun, don't make trouble!"

"Jiang Muhe! Who the hell is messing around! You've kept telling me you're going to take care of your work, but now?! Your so-called work matter, is it a private meeting with this vixen here?! ”

"Not what you think." Jiang Muhe's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and the people around him looked in the direction of the three out of curiosity.

And He Xueyi just leaned over, took the document, and turned around to leave.

"He Xueyi, you stop for me! What are you holding in your hands! ”

"It's not about you."

After speaking, He Xueyi glanced at He Meiyun lightly, which completely angered He Meiyun.

"He Xueyi! You think I don't know what it is?! I can hear everything you two said just now, not far away! I didn't expect your father to be so cunning! When he was dying, he secretly left you a property behind his aunt's back! ”

He Meiyun raised her voice and shouted sharply at He Xueyi, but she never thought that He Xueyi would walk straight in front of her and return the slap she didn't slap on her face just now!

"This slap is telling you to keep your mouth clean."

"He Xueyi! You lunatic! Who do you think you are?! If it weren't for falling in love with Song Muxiao, what would you be! Less self-righteous for me here! ”

"In that case, then the two of you will rarely perform this good show in front of me."

After saying this, He Xueyi took the document with an expressionless face, turned around and left.

He Meiyun covered her cheeks, turned her head and glared at Jiang Muhe through gritted teeth, looking at the direction He Xueyi left, He Meiyun's hands that were originally hanging on her sides instantly clenched into fists.

Wait and see, He Xueyi, I will definitely not let you have a good time!

The three people present at that time, no one knew that in the corner of the café, a woman wearing sunglasses took dozens of photos with her mobile phone camera, and her lips were slowly hooked.

Caught what she wanted, the woman quickly left the café. After walking a long distance, she took out her phone and checked her phone photo album.

Coincidentally, today, Xu Xuewei was just taking advantage of the end of the exhibition to come out for a cup of coffee.

I saw such a scene by mistake.

Real estate certificate, ex-boyfriend, these news are really exciting.

It is true that the most exciting of them is undoubtedly those photos with exquisite angles, He Xueyi and Jiang Muhe sat at the same coffee table, Jiang Muhe handed He Xueyi a tissue and wiped the coffee.

Because of the shooting angle, the actions of the two are very ambiguous, like a posture of rekindling old love.

"Oh, yes." Looking at He Xueyi's clear side face in the mobile phone album, Xu Xuerong sneered.

"He Xueyi, it seems that it is time for you to return your things to their original owners."

After that, Xu Xuerongjing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed a string of phone numbers, and the other end of the phone was quickly connected.

"Hello Miss Xu, do you have any instructions?"

"I'll send you some photos in a while, hurry up and print them out, and hand them over to Song Muxiao anonymously, don't let him find anything wrong."

"But Miss Xu, the president, he is now busy dealing with the aftermath of the exhibition."

It is true that the exhibition organized by the design department was very successful and attracted many partners who were interested in cooperating with Song.

Hearing what the other end of the phone said, Xu Xuerong was overjoyed, and it seemed that it was really a double win.

"It's okay, just give him the photo, believe the content, he will be interested."

After that, Xu Xuerong hung up the phone.

And the person who picked up her phone on the other end was none other than Song Muxiao's assistant!

It turned out that the assistant had already been bought by Xu Xuerong, and it was finally useful now.

After receiving the document sent by Xu Xuerong, the assistant took advantage of Song Muxiao's time in the office to print the photo, but the content of the photo surprised the assistant.

It turned out to be a photo of He Xueyi and Jiang Muhe having a private meeting in a café!

Every move of the two, anyone who looks at the photo will be dumbfounded.

Especially a photo of Jiang Muhe and He Xueyi, due to the angle, it looks like Jiang Muhe and He Xueyi are embracing each other affectionately!

The assistant couldn't help but swallow his saliva, knowing that this matter must not be as simple as it seemed, but he still copied all the photos according to his words and wrapped them in a brand new envelope.

And Xu Xuerong, after confirming that the assistant had done all the things she had explained, quickly deleted the dozens of photos she took from her mobile phone.

Only two photos were left, which were not sent to the assistant, the photos of Jiang Muhe and He Xueyi handing over the documents, and they hooked their lips quietly.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Hearing the knock on the door, Song Muxiao didn't raise his head from the file, but just said in a deep voice.

"Come in."

"President, here's a letter for you."

"What letter?" Song Muxiao couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

"I don't know, I took it from the front desk."

"Who gave it?"

"I'm sorry President, I don't know."

Song Muxiao rubbed his temples a little irritably, reached out to take the envelope, and put it next to the desk, but the assistant didn't move.

It wasn't until Song Muxiao finished dealing with the last cooperation case at hand and opened the envelope.

The contents of the envelope made Song Muxiao's expression change instantly.

The protagonists of dozens of photos are two people, He Xueyi and Jiang Muhe!

Song Muxiao's uncharacteristically frowned, and his slender fingers held those photos tightly, and even the corners of several photos had been deformed by Song Muxiao's grasp.

"President's ......"

Seeing Song Muxiao's appearance, the assistant who was originally standing on the side couldn't help but be a little nervous.

About two minutes passed, and Song Muxiao took the photo back into the envelope and looked at the assistant with a cold gaze.

"Who gave this picture?"

"President, I really don't know."

"Go and find out for me," Speaking of this, Song Muxiao paused slightly, and then continued: "Pay close attention to all the recent movements of the Jiang family, and report to me immediately if you find anything abnormal." ”

"I understand, president, I'll do it."

The assistant did not hesitate any longer and soon left the president's office.

And Song Muxiao looked at the envelope, his eyes narrowed slightly, and all his emotions were hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

As for the other side at this time, after He Xueyi left the café with the real estate documents, she quickly took a taxi to the location above.

8 buildings, 2 bedrooms, 501.

Looking at the room number in front of her, He Xueyi only felt in a trance, she didn't know under what circumstances her father bought this house, and she didn't know how her father dragged his disabled body here.

He Xueyi closed her eyes gently, as if she closed her eyes, her father's voice and smile were still in front of her.

He Xueyi didn't dare to think about it anymore, but tears had blurred her eyes. She took the room key from the mezzanine of the file and opened the door.

Seeing the warmly decorated living room, with its green potted plants and bright yellow wooden furniture, He Xueyi knew that his father must have spent a lot of effort to decorate this room.

He Xueyi took a deep breath, seeing that in the bedroom of the two, there was also a wood decoration made by his father, although the room was not big, but He Xueyi knew that this house was poured with all his father's love, He Xueyi couldn't help but sigh.

With Jiang Muhe's character, how could he be wronged to live in this small house by himself?

He Xueyi's thoughts drifted away slightly, but the ringtone of her mobile phone suddenly rang, pulling back her original distant thoughts.

Seeing the caller contact, He Xueyi's heart moved slightly.

The voice on the other end of the line was still low and nice.

"Yiyi, where are you now?"

"Get some things out there."

The property left by his father to him, the ins and outs of the matter have not been thoroughly investigated, He Xueyi had no intention of revealing it, so she replied to the other end of the phone without permission.

As everyone knows, such an answer sounded in Song Muxiao's ears, and it seemed to have become another meaning.

Song Muxiao didn't say anything, hung up the phone, and returned to the Song family's villa late that night.

And He Xueyi, because she cleaned up the house left by her father, also came home late, but it was still much earlier than Song Muxiao.

She also took into account what happened between her and Jiang Muhe during the day, so as soon as she went home, He Xueyi greeted her and wanted to talk to Song Muxiao carefully.

Song Muxiao was one step ahead of her, took out the envelope directly from the pocket of his suit and handed it to He Xueyi.

"What is this?"

He Xueyi stretched out her hand to take the envelope, but the photo in the envelope made her face change greatly!

Those photos were taken from clever angles, and each one looked like something was in trouble, as if there was really some ulterior secret between Jiang Muhe and He Xueyi!

"You said you were doing something out there, so that's what you're going to do?"

Song Muxiao's expression was cold, and when he looked at He Xueyi's eyes, he only felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

"That's not the case, Mu Xiao, listen to me."

"Okay, then you say, what are you going to do?"

"Mu Xiao, when you called me, I wasn't with Jiang Muhe, today, I did go to the café to see him, but it wasn't what you thought, last night, I ......"

He Xueyi didn't want to reveal the real estate thing, but in Song Muxiao's ears, she was misunderstood as not wanting him to know about the two dating.

He Xueyi was just about to explain, but Song Muxiao didn't give He Xueyi a chance to continue explaining, but directly interrupted her.

Expressionless warning: "He Xueyi, don't forget your own identity. ”

Such a Song Muxiao is something He Xueyi has never seen before.

After Song Muxiao's reminder, He Xue couldn't help but suddenly forget about it.