Jiang Zhao returned to the bedroom and saw the mobile phone resting on the bedside, and his mood was a little complicated for a while.

She once thought that even if Song Muchen didn't trust her anymore, she wouldn't do such an unacceptable thing as listening to her mobile phone. It seems that she was wrong, this group of capitalists is the same, and they have long been rotten to the bones.

Because he didn't know to what extent the mobile phone was being monitored, Jiang Zhao didn't pick up the phone after entering the bedroom but opened the notebook.

The only thing she is glad about now is that for more important things, she and Siyin still insist on communicating by email, and the call is just to confirm that each other is still alive.

The mailbox was empty, Jiang Zhao sighed lightly, compared to Zhou Wenguang, it was indeed slower and more difficult for Siyin, who was abroad.

Tapping on the keyboard, Jiang Zhao wanted to explain the current situation to Gao Siyin, but before she could write two words, the mobile phone vibrated lifelessly.

Looking at the familiar overseas number, Jiang Zhao grabbed his mobile phone, gritted his teeth and picked it up.

"Zhaozhao, are you okay today?" Gao Siyin's voice was still the same as always, "That Song Muchen didn't do anything with you today." ”

Jiang Zhao pinched his fingers on the phone and tightened his fingers: "No." ”

Gao Siyin sensitively sensed Jiang Zhao's abnormality, and lowered her voice and asked, "What, isn't it convenient to speak now?" Is Song Muchen next to you? ”

Jiang Zhao glanced at the closed door out of the corner of his eyes: "No, he didn't step out of his study door for a day today, I think he plans to live in that room completely." ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and then Gao Siyin's somewhat hesitant voice came: "Actually, I don't think you need to care too much about Wei Lan, if you quarrel with Song Muchen because of her, wouldn't it be in the hands of that woman." ”

Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, she knew that Gao Siyin understood her hint.

"You said it lightly," Jiang Zhao's volume raised, "You don't see the appearance of tea in that woman's tea, it's really unappetizing to see it." ”

Gao Siyin chuckled: "You are more tea than her when she teas, anyway, you can't be compared to this kind of woman." ”

"Cut, that kind of old woman......" Jiang Zhao didn't finish his sentence when he heard a sound coming from the door.

She turned her head and was not surprised to see Song Muchen striding in.

Jiang Zhao turned his head and said unhurriedly into the phone: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, someone has come to maintain his Bai Yueguang." ”

Gao Siyin was a little anxious: "Zhaozhao, don't clash with him head-on anymore, it's dangerous......"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Zhao had already cut off the call.

"How's it going, are you having fun?" Jiang Zhao threw away his mobile phone and looked at Song Muchen defiantly with his hands on his chest.

However, to her surprise, Song Muchen did not get angry when he heard Wei Lan's name as before, but looked at her very calmly: "Gao Siyin? ”

Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows: "I thought Zhou Wenguang had already made it clear to you." ”

"It's pretty clear." Song Muchen walked towards Jiang Zhao while unbuttoning his shirt, "It's just that there are some things I still can't figure out, and I need Zhaozhao to solve my confusion in person." ”

Jiang Zhao subconsciously took two steps back, widening the distance between the two: "That's really rare, Mr. Song wants to know why someone volunteered to contribute money and effort, where do you need to ask me such an inconspicuous little role." ”

"But no one can give me a satisfactory answer to this matter except Zhaozhao." Song Muchen lowered his head and stared at Jiang Zhao's eyes close at hand.

"You say, you want to know about me, why do you want to turn to a person who is far away?"

"Shouldn't aging be your best bet?"

"I think he'd be more than willing to serve you, wouldn't he?"