Chapter Twenty-Six: The Photo Storm

Jian Huan's heart moved slightly when she heard this voice, and she quickly retracted the phone back into her jacket pocket, following everyone's eyes to fall on the man.

The timing of Lu Yiheng's appearance in front of her seemed to be so delicate every time.

His heavy gaze swept over everyone and paused on Jian Huan for a long time.

"Are you all all working? Hurry up and get to work! It's about to start! Seeing that Lu Yiheng's face was not good, the director immediately dispersed everyone.

This Mr. Lu is one of the largest investors in the "Zhaohua Order", and he has to serve him well.

The director sneered, nodded and said, "Hehe...... Mr. Lu, look at this...... Mr. Lu, don't worry, we will solve the matter immediately, and we will definitely not delay the filming into the ......"

As a result, Lu Yiheng didn't look at him at all, the people around him separated the crowd for him, he walked straight past the director and walked in front of Jian Huan and the others.

"What's going on?" Lu Yiheng's dark eyes stared at Jian Huan, but he obviously didn't ask Jian Huan what he said.

Sister Mei briefly recounted the matter.

“…… That's the way it is. ”

Sister Mei pushed Jian Huan, "Oh Huanhuan, why are you suddenly so tough today?" It just so happens that now Mr. Lu is here, since you don't want Miss Zhou to check your mobile phone, then let Mr. Lu be a middleman, Mr. Lu is a big boss, so he won't be interested in your privacy? ”

"Mr. Lu, did you say that?" Sister Mei smiled at Lu Yiheng so much that she couldn't see her eyelashes.

The dream of the legendary Jincheng women can be regarded as letting her see it today, and at this moment, the little fresh meat in the company is not enough to see in front of Lu Yiheng.

I really don't know that woman will have such a good life in the future, to be able to have this man, with Lu Yiheng, what kind of fresh meat do you need?

Lu Yiheng let out a chuckle and glanced at Jian Huan meaninglessly, "Then I have to ask the opinions of this Miss Jian and Miss Zhou, I don't mind helping to be this middleman." ”

"Of course Huanhuan won't have an opinion," Sister Mei looked at Zhou Jiaojiao and asked provocatively, "Miss Zhou, you shouldn't have an opinion, right?" ”

Since Lu Yiheng appeared, Zhou Jiaojiao has suddenly been as quiet as a chicken, and she doesn't know how much more convergent than just now.

"I ...... No. Zhou Jiaojiao rubbed her arms, then turned her face away and said.

She knows what kind of person Lu Yiheng is, she has always been cold-blooded and ruthless to outsiders, if Jian Huan really had that photo in her mobile phone, Lu Yiheng would not be able to shield her at all.

"That's good, Huanhuan quickly took out the phone and showed it to Mr. Lu." Sister Mei said, she was about to take out the mobile phone in Jian Huan's pocket.

Jian Huan naturally couldn't just show her cowardice, she deftly blocked Sister Mei with her hand, and looked at Lu Yiheng with a bit of innocent eyes.

She knows that showing weakness in front of men can arouse men's desire to protect, and she is also very good at taking advantage of this.

"Mr. Lu," Jian Huan handed over the phone, lightly touched Lu Yiheng's palm in a place where several people couldn't see, and said, "Please also ask Mr. Lu to leave me some thin noodles then." ”

After Lu Yiheng got the phone, he didn't rush to open it, he glanced at his slightly itchy palm without a trace, raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Huan, and rubbed his fingertips on Jian Huan's mobile phone a few times, but saw that the other party was still calm.

He seemed to be deliberately torturing Jian Huan, and after more than ten seconds, he handed the phone back and lightly spit out two words, "Password." ”

Jian Huan smiled, and landed on Yiheng's hand and calmly untied the phone.

The phone was finally turned on, and Jian Huan watched Lu Yiheng operate and scroll up and down on her mobile phone......

Finally, Lu Yiheng didn't know what he had turned over, his brows furrowed, and he spoke.