She walked up to Jinghao Lu, "What's in her phone?"

  Seeing Shen Qianhe's refusal to cooperate, Lu Jinghao no longer cared about her face, "She just patted the bottom of your skirt."

  Shen Qianhe seemed to be stepped on the tail, and said in a sharp voice: "You are talking nonsense! I am also a woman, what are you doing taking pictures of another woman's skirt? I am not an idiot!"

  Jinghao Lu did not argue with her, but just stared at her quietly, his eyes frightening.

  Xia Zimu quickly made a decision, "Miss Shen, if you didn't take photos secretly, please open the photo album and let me check it."

  Shen Qianhe was angry with her, and it was very likely that she wanted to take indecent photos of her to spread rumors and cause trouble, and intended revenge.

  Shen Qianhe took a step back, "I have private things in my photo album, how can I show them to you? Do you think you didn't bully me hard enough just now, so you deliberately made things difficult for me?

   "Xia Zimu, you can't be so shameless! I have already apologized to you, but you still target me like this, do you have a conscience!?"

  She was confident and confident, and beat her up.

  Ye Nanming was nearby. Hearing the dispute here, he immediately walked over, "What happened?"

   Seeing him, Shen Qianhe felt a little guilty.

  Everyone wants to make a good impression in front of the person they like.

   She is naturally the same.

Xia Zimu told Ye Nanming the whole story, and Ye Nanming looked at Shen Qianhe, "Miss Shen, please open your photo album and let us have a look. If there is something inconvenient to see in your photo album, you can directly click on it from the camera , just let us see the first photo."

  Shen Qianhe insisted: "I, the first photo in my album is not convenient for you to see..."

  A girl in the crowd said: "Miss Shen, I see that you have been taking photos of the delicious food on the table just now. What can't be seen about these things?"

  The man's words gambled Shen Qianhe's excuse to death.

  Ye Nanming stretched out his hand and said in a firm tone, "Miss Shen, don't force me to do something to the lady."

  Shen Qianhe bit her lip, refusing to let go.

  Ye Nanming stopped being polite to her, and directly grabbed her mobile phone, "What's the password?"

  Shen Qianhe still did not speak.

  Ye Nanming tried to enter his birthday.

  The phone lock was unlocked.

  Ye Nanming was in a delicate mood, and handed the phone to Xia Zimu, "Take a look at the photo album."

  If Shen Qianhe really patted Xia Zimu's skirt, it would be inappropriate for him.

  Shen Qianhe didn't expect the phone lock to be broken so quickly, and was about to come over to grab the phone, but was stopped by Ye Nanming.

  Xia Zimu looked at the first few photos in the album.

   Sure enough, it was her **** photo.

  Xia Zimu raised his eyes, with a deep indifference on his face, "Miss Shen, what else do you have to say?"

  Seeing that there was no room for sophistry anymore, Shen Qianhe broke the jar and said, "Who told you to embarrass me!? Since you are brother Nan Ming's cousin, why didn't you tell me earlier and make me so ugly?"

Ye Nanming said angrily: "I'm an entertainer, and my family information needs to be protected. As an insider, you don't even understand this truth? Even if Mu Mu is not my cousin, I have an affair with her, and you have gone beyond the mark by warning her! "

  Seeing Ye Nanming getting angry at him because of Xia Zimu, Shen Qianhe gritted his teeth, grabbed the red wine on the table, and strode towards Xia Zimu—

  When Shen Qianhe was screaming hoarsely, Xia Zimu had already deleted all the photos, recycle bin and cloud automatic backup.

  As soon as she finished deleting the photo, she noticed Shen Qianhe rushing towards her with a glass of red wine.

  She took a few steps back, the cold red liquid didn't splash on her face, but soaked her off-white blouse.

   After Shen Qianhe poured the red wine, he raised his hand holding the wine glass, as if he wanted to hit Xia Zimu's head with the wine glass.

   But before she could move, someone grabbed her wrist tightly.

   There was only a "click", and the pain was like crushing bones.

  Jinghao Lu's whole person's aura was completely different from the noble and alienated just now, cold and fierce, the air around him seemed to be condensed into fine pieces of ice.

  Shen Qianhe was stunned by his eyes, and screamed from the pain to his mouth, but it seemed that someone had strangled his throat, and he couldn't utter it.

  She always felt like this person was going to kill herself.

  Seeing that Lu Jinghao's expression was wrong, Xia Zimu immediately said, "Mr. Lu!"

  She had seen him holding a gun at the shooting range, and the last time he was holding a dagger at her door, trying to take someone's life.

  Even though she knew that he was a man who knew how to advance and retreat, she was still inexplicably worried that he would really be cruel.

  Hearing her voice, Lu Jinghao didn't do anything after all, he threw Shen Qianhe aside, and silently withdrew his hand.

  Shen Qianhe's left hand was so painful that he couldn't lift it up, and his body was still shaking.

  Nobody paid any attention to her.

  Xia Zimu was only wearing an unlined garment, which was mostly wet by now.

  Jinghao Lu tried his best to soften his voice, "Is it cold?"

   "The air conditioner is turned on in the room, it's okay."

  A friend of Ye Nanming said: "I remember that Young Master Gu is acquainted with the owner of the Lance Hotel. Why don't you ask someone to arrange the room first so that Ms. Xia can change clothes? It's cold in wet clothes in this weather."

   There was a moment of silence in the air.

  The man seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, so he quickly shut up.

   Gu Huaixi was stalked and drinking by several people who wanted to curry favor with him. He stayed out of the matter, but was suddenly cueed, so he looked over.

  He said indifferently: "Why should I care about her affairs?"

  Xia Zimu sneered, "I don't care if you care."

  For a while, the atmosphere became even more tense, full of gunpowder.

  Jinghao Lu broke the atmosphere with a loud voice: "I reserved the presidential suite of this hotel for a year. If you don't mind, you can go up and change your clothes first."

  Xia Zimu hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing, "Thank you."

   The two went out.

  Seeing that the two were about to leave together again, Gu Huaixi felt his heart skip a beat, stood up, and stopped them uncontrollably: "Wait a minute!"

  The two stopped, and Lu Jinghao turned around, "Young Master Gu, is there anything else?"

  Gu Huaixi opened his mouth, wanting to say that he can immediately contact the person in charge of Lance Hotel to prepare a room.

  But, it seems inappropriate for him to say this now.

  Gu Huaixi clenched her fingers tightly, "It's nothing."

   At this point, the two stopped staying and left together.

  Ye Nanming was worried, and after talking to everyone, he planned to catch up.

  Shen Qianhe took his hand, "Brother Nanming, I didn't mean it just now, don't be angry with me..."

   "Don't call me that." Ye Nanming broke away from her hand with a cold face, "I don't know you well."

  She made this series of actions because of her admiration for him. He originally planned to give her a chance at the beginning, but the big thing turned into a small one.

  But she poured Xia Zimu's red wine and tried to hit Xia Zimu's head with the wine glass.

  For such an excessive matter, no matter how much she adores him, it is impossible for him to feel any pity for it.

  He finally warned: "Today's affairs will not be left alone, and I will deal with you later."

   After saying that, he chased after Jinghao Lu and they left.

  Gu Huaixi sat in the crowd, watching several protagonists leave the stage one by one, the knuckles of the fingers holding the wine glass turned slightly white, and the emotions in his eyes were dim.

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