Three days later, in the early morning, Bird City, Yan's Villa.

"Little Four, what's going on?" Yan Chongguang looked at the eye-catching title on the tablet: The fourth miss of the Yan family has a chaotic private life!

Yan Qingluo slowly put down the milk in his hand and said honestly, "I went to Yu's house to attend the banquet that day, and my dress was broken halfway, so I borrowed my friend's clothes to wear. ”

Yan Chongguang was instantly blinded by the well-behaved and cute little granddaughter in front of him, and said angrily, "Check for me which magazine reporter wrote it, and revoke his qualifications!" ”

Yan Qingluo silently picked up the milk and continued to drink it elegantly and calmly.

"Borrow someone's clothes, remember to wash them and change them to others, I think that clothes are expensive." Yan Chongguang reminded.

"Uh-huh." Yan Qingluo nodded obediently.

Yan Chongguang's words reminded Yan Qingluo that she had already packed her clothes, but she hadn't found a chance to send them to him yet.

After breakfast, Yan Qingluo returned to the room and took out the shirt and suit jacket that had been washed and ironed from the cabinet.

How should I give it back to him?

Otherwise, give it to Yu Lang and let Yu Lang help him.

No, Yu Lang will definitely see that news, and if he corresponds to that person, maybe there will be some more stories.

Lin Muxin...... It doesn't seem to be appropriate.

Jiang Ziyu, if you want to say that there is only Jiang Ziyu.

Yan Qingluo picked up his mobile phone and was about to call Jiang Ziyu when Yu Lang's call came in.

"Yan Qingluo, what have you done?" Yu Lang's loud voice is really shocked, and he feels panicked when the volume of his mobile phone is turned to the lowest.

"What?" Yan Qingluo responded coldly.

"That news, you have a new love again? Who is the owner of that garment? ”

Look, thankfully I didn't plan to ask him to help with the clothes.

"No one."

"Yan Qingluo, don't fool me, that dress is a custom model of the famous designer JJ, there are not many people in the country or even the world who can afford to wear it, don't let me bother it, I have to check it, hurry up, tell me directly!"

"Why don't you do something with this research spirit?" Yan Qingluo said coldly.

"Oh, by the way, the cuffs of that dress are embroidered with the owner's name, wait for me to zoom in on the photo and take a look!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, presumably looking at a photo.

"Eh, I said Yan Qingluo, what are you doing hiding your hands under your armpits! It's very tightly blocked. ”

"I'm hanging on for nothing else." Yan Qingluo didn't want to grind with him anymore, so he sent his clothes back early to worry about it.

"Eh, don't hang it......"

"Jiang Ziyu, do me a favor." Yan Qingluo decisively hung up Yu Lang, and then called Jiang Ziyu.

"Okay."

"Come and pick me up from Grandpa."

"Okay."

"I'm going to join the crew this afternoon, why are you going now?" Jiang Ziyu's agent saw Jiang Ziyu leaving in a hurry in a blink of an eye, and shouted hurriedly after him.

"Jiang Ziyu, believe it or not, I called Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan said, you have to listen to me here, Jiang Ziyu, you come back!" Seeing that Jiang Ziyu didn't look back, the agent shouted angrily.

"Mr. Yan, it's me, Jiang Ziyu left by himself just now, hey, you called him, okay, I see that he is in a hurry to go and am afraid that something will happen to him, then you are busy, goodbye." The broker's lawsuit was indeed very fast.

Yan Qingluo carefully packed his clothes, and suddenly remembered Yu Lang's words, and took out his clothes again and looked at the cuffs carefully.

Sure enough, an embroidered word "night" was seen on the inside of the cuff.

My heart tightened for some reason.

And in the Huiye Building, Dong Yu was trembling and looking at the news headlines: The fourth lady of the Yan family has a chaotic private life?!

These journalists are really ......

Can this be posted casually? If Mr. Mu sees this, he will definitely be in a bad mood, and Mr. Mu is unhappy, then he will be the most direct victim!

"Dong Yu." Mu Ye's voice happened to come from behind him, which frightened Dong Yu and almost threw the tablet to the ground.

By the time he reacted and wanted to close the news page, it was too late.

Mu Ye glanced at the photos on the news and recognized Yan Qingluo at a glance.

"What are you looking at?" There was obvious anxiety in his hoarse voice.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Dong Yu trembled and struggled to death.

"Take it out!" Mu Ye snorted.

"Mu, Mu...... Mr. Mu, don't look at the nonsense on the news, Miss Yan, she definitely didn't ...... Well, this must be slandered......" Dong Yu said that he didn't believe it.

The men's shirt and men's suit were draped over the body, and the bare legs and fluffy and messy hair clearly revealed something.

How do you look at it, hey, why do you want him to bear the consequences of other people's mistakes.

However, Dong Yu's worries were a little unnecessary, he waited quietly for a long time, and did not hear the sound of falling things, so he cautiously tentatively raised his head.

！ Mu is always in ...... Smile?

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and he really smiled!

Don't be mad!

Mu Ye stared intently at the photo.

His clothes, that's his clothes.

Sticking to her body was his clothes.

Mu Ye couldn't control her heartbeat, and seeing his clothes wrapping around her slender body made it seem like he was hugging her.

Mu Ye stared at the photo on the news for more than ten minutes, and also smirked at the photo for ten minutes.

If he wants to go on like this, Dong Yu will call 120 to call an ambulance.

"Dong Yu, go to check the reporter who wrote this news, remove him from the industry, and abolish his two hands." Mu Ye said in a deep voice.

After listening to this ruthless and dangerous speech, Dong Yu actually felt very relieved.

That's right, this is Mr. Mu!

At least, this can prove that Mr. Mu is not crazy.

Bite...... Message sent.

"Here we are."

It's Jiang Ziyu's news.

Yan Qingluo rushed downstairs and rushed out of the door.

"Jiang Ziyu, let's go. Kyoto, Kaguya Building. Yan Qingluo almost ran into the car.

Yan Qingluo lowered his head and slid the phone, and finally stopped the interface on Mu Ye's phone number.

The girl's Qingjun face was a little lonely, staring at the phone number for a long time, and finally slid away gently, and then turned out Dong Yu's phone number.

"Hey, Miss Yan, hello, do you want to find Mr. Mu? He ......"

"I'm looking for you." Yan Qingluo threw out a few words, and his cold voice sounded more alienated on the phone.

"Oh, oh, you...... What do you have to do and what can I do for you? Dong Yu on the other end of the phone was obviously a little nervous and at a loss.

"Half an hour later, meet downstairs in the Huiye Building, I need you to help me transfer something to Mr. Mu."

"Good...... Okay, or I'll tell Mr. Mu, you can give him ...... directly"

"No, just transfer it to him for me, thank you!"

He probably wouldn't want to see her! After all, she wasn't even allowed to get close to his family.

Yan Qingluo suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if his heart had been passed through with a thin thread.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh, trying to distract her heart's pain, but to no avail.