Coming out of Gu Zhiyu's house, it was time for Song Xu and Shen Yi to part ways.

"Brother, goodbye!"

Song Xu waved his hand to Shen Yi, naturally he couldn't laugh as unscrupulously as before, the small pear vortex was still quite conspicuous, and his movements were immature and cute.

"Well, goodbye."

Walking out of the community, Shen Yi took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

The sky was already dark, and the tiny sparks were inconspicuous in the darkness, and their strong knuckles clamped their eyes and bodies, exhaling a puff of white blurred smoke.

The man's eyes were cold and his mood was low.

He is still recalling Song Xu's words in his mind, not that he has doubts about his profession, but that Song Xu feels that the police are troublesome, does that mean that they are impossible at all?

Extinguishing the cigarette butt in his hand, Shen Yi dialed a phone call, and the other party answered quickly: "Hey, Lao Gu, I want to ask you something, if the file is accidentally deleted and the computer is lost, is there still a chance to retrieve the file through the previous account?"

Gu Chengyang sat in front of the computer in his home clothes, his mobile phone was placed on the table, his hands kept tapping on the keyboard, and he said a somewhat arrogant sentence: "Look at the technology." ”

"I can."

Hearing that there was an opportunity, the solemnity on Shen Yi's face was also relieved: "Then please help me contact a friend with better skills, I have something to ask him for help." ”

Gu Chengyang didn't ask Shen Yi why he couldn't do it, he wanted to come to Shen Yi to do something special, and readily agreed: "Okay, I have a senior brother who teaches at University A, and I will find an opportunity to help you ask." ”

Hanging up the phone, Shen Yi dragged his back and gradually blended into the moonlight, although he was sturdy, he always felt that there was a loneliness of a single figure.

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In the living room of Nuoda, except for the faint light on the large screen TV, there is no light in the room.

The light refracted by the TV is reflected in the living room, which is so wide that there is almost no edge.

The TV was playing casually, and the woman was lying on a large couch, wearing a mask, and her phone was on her chest.

"Damn, your mother is too shameless, right?" The violent twitching of her face almost caused Wei Ji's mask to fall off.

The action on the other end of the phone was the opposite of her, throwing herself on the bed and holding the mobile phone obediently video, and her tone was soft: "Why do I think you seem to be scolding me?"

Wei Ji stroked the somewhat wrinkled mask, and was a little angry and annoyed: "She actually dares to come to you?" And let you stop doing things for her happiness? Let you lose money and apologize to Zhang Chuyu?"

Suddenly got up from the sofa, the mask also fell on his body, completely ignoring the image, and his emotions rushed forward: "She's okay, right?"

Wei Ji couldn't figure out how Song Xu's mother could do this.

The movement was a little loud, and I didn't notice the clicking sound behind me, and a few rays of light leaked through the door.

A dark shadow entered the room, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only his tall figure.

As soon as Huo Zichen entered the door, he heard Wei Ji scolding: "Is it cheap or not?"

I thought I was scolding myself, but just as I was about to speak, I heard Wei Ji's charming and sexy voice again: "She wants to be a junior herself, and now she has been retaliated by her original daughter, and she asked you not to hinder her happiness?"

Huo Zichen stood behind Wei Ji, listening to the woman's excited tone, and his mind could make up for Wei Ji's movements.

"I'm really begging her, get face!"

"I haven't seen her take care of you before, but now she sucks your blood hard, and dares to love everything in this world to make way for her cheating love?"

Wei Ji was so angry that she punched the pillow, not to mention how speechless and disgusting her tone was: "What kind of true love, let me tell you, fortunately, you grew up with your grandmother, and you want to live with such a mother, I don't know what your three views are now." ”

"What's wrong with your face?"

"What? She hit you?"

It scared Huo Zichen at a glance, listening to the woman's literature that resembled madness, and the deep eyes in the dark smiled and indulged.

How is it so cute!

"I'm so!"

"No, I'll have to bring you a few thugs to fight back."

Damn, suddenly someone beat her well-behaved and clever 'girl', not so much that person is Song Xu's mother, but that she is, after all, she has always regarded Song Xu as half a daughter.

Don't get me wrong, she is either perverted, or she always has a bit of a natural maternal love for Song Xu, and looking at Song Xu's small appearance, she is overflowing with maternal love for Song Xu.

actually dared to slap her baby, even if that person was Song Xu's mother.

Despite the other party's efforts to persuade: "Don't, this is a crime."

Wei Ji still hadn't heard it: "No!"

"I can't be angry if I think about it!"

"I can't swallow that."

Song Xu knew that if Wei Ji could say this, it wasn't just talking, she would really do it.

She herself was relieved, one hand pressed the ice pack on her face, half of her face was like being stung by a bee, red and swollen, and the left side of her face was more than twice as large as the right side.

Some frustrated lamented: "Forget it, I don't even bother to care, how she wants to live is her business, and I can't care about it."

Wei Ji thought about it and praised Song Xu: "It's right that you have this kind of ideological awareness, we don't want to love it, but ......"

The conversation changed: "We are determined to get back the copyright of film and television works."

resolutely can't let her little princess be bullied.

Song Xu suddenly remembered what happened after her mother left today: "That's right......"

The girl's miserable face was shy, her tone was sweet, and she hesitated: "Today, Gu Zhiyu gave me a box of cakes."

Gossip can always make people's blood boil, and Wei Ji immediately became calm: "Gu Zhiyu?"

Then he was puzzled: "Didn't you say that you asked him to dinner before and he missed the appointment?" But I didn't look like he wasn't interested in you that day?"

Song Xu's stretched eyebrows are frowned, the narrow phoenix eyes are bent downward, and the thick eyelashes flutter, there is a breathtaking pure beauty.

"Now I'm sending you something, what? Summing or courting?"

Song Xu has always been slow about such complex things as feelings, just because she has never been in love, shaking her little head that can't pretend to be a problem: "I don't know."

Cutting off the phone, Wei Ji felt that someone was standing behind him.

Huo Zichen approached, propped one hand on the back of the sofa, admiring Wei Jiao's smooth back.

"Who let you in?" The tone is brutal and pampered.

Huo Zichen, who was accustomed to Wei Ji's various tempers, was not angry at all, if others had already been knocked to the ground by him.

Huo Zichen's voice was cold and majestic: "In a sense, the whole family is mine."

Wei Ji was so angry by his words that she struggled to turn around, and stared at Huo Zichen angrily: "I live outside and you want me to move back, and you squeeze me like this when I move back, what?" It's fun, isn't it?"

The snarky tone didn't know who it stung, but the other party saw the pain in the other party's eyes.

Then don't be any better, torture each other, who is afraid of whom?

Huo Zichen gritted his teeth and explained: "It's not safe outside."

Wei Ji sneered: "Not safe? Where is the safest? Where's your side?"

"Who's going to leave HalloKitty here? I don't eat forced love. ”

Huo Zichen also has his own pride, and after the coercion, he is tempted: "Please, I will help her hire the best lawyer."