Young master, your vest fell off

"Wait." Fu Miaomiao said, took out her mobile phone, and dialed Situ Han's phone number, "Han, please send me the photo you received, I want the original picture."

As soon as Situ Han heard this, he naturally knew what Fu Miaomiao was thinking. Little women also have the temperament of revenge, so it is definitely impossible to let the person who took the photo go.

Naturally, Situ Han would not allow such a thing to happen, "Delete it."

"Deleted?" Fu Miaomiao stood up suddenly, and the anger in her heart rushed to the top of her head.

Situ Han said in a cold voice, "Do you think I should save such a photo and appreciate it slowly?"

Feeling guilty, Fu Miaomiao immediately gave up, "No need, no need at all, just delete it, just delete it, hehe, then I won't disturb your work, I wish you happy every day."

After finishing speaking with crooked eyebrows, Fu Miaomiao immediately hung up the phone.

Lin Chu sneered at Fu Miaomiao, who was like a sycophant, "You treat my family so coldly?"

"My family!" Fu Miaomiao said sharply, not giving an inch.

With regard to Situ Han's ownership, she had to clarify with Lin Chu, but not now, she had more important things to do now.

"But he said he deleted the photo, what should I do?"

Lin Chu leaned on the back of the sofa, with the posture of a boss, "Deleted photos can also be restored, you see, you asked Han Han to get the phone, or I hacked into Han Han's phone to operate it...you The two didn't make any short videos, did they?"

After saying this, Lin Chu received a big roll of eyes from Fu Miaomiao.

"You don't need to be black, I'm black."

Although Fu Miaomiao is not a hacker, she has a master hacker like Lin Chu and a little genius like An An by her side. She is naturally good at it. Although she is not as good as Lin Chu, hacking a mobile phone is still a piece of cake.

But why did she hack into Situ Han's phone?
How about going home with Situ Han at night?
"Let's talk at night, Lin Chu, I'm warning you, don't use your brains, do you hear me?" Fu Miaomiao said in a threatening tone.

Naturally, Lin Chu couldn't really hack Situ Han's cell phone, and he was just talking casually just now.

However, Lin Chu still couldn't help it, and asked cheaply again and again: "Are you two really making short videos?"

Fu Miaomiao: "Get out!"

When returning home at night, the first thing Fu Miaomiao did when she came in was to ask Situ Han for her mobile phone, "Han, where's your mobile phone? Use it for me."

Situ Han paused, then handed Fu Miaomiao his personal phone.

Fu Miaomiao took it, "Password."

Situ Han: "Your fingerprint is fine."

"Ah?" Fu Miaomiao was taken aback, "When did you record my fingerprints?"

While preparing dinner, Situ Han said, "While you are sleeping."

"Oh." Fu Miaomiao responded, and directly opened Situ Han's phone with her fingerprint.

Situ Han couldn't help but look back at her: "..."

so calm?

Wouldn't a normal woman be very moved when she knew that her significant other had recorded a fingerprint lock for her while she was sleeping?

As expected of his woman, she is really different from other women, Situ Han thought helplessly.

Fu Miaomiao had already turned on Situ Han's cell phone, and then went into the study, but after a while, she came out again.

"Han, how did you delete that photo?"

Situ Han curled his lips, and when he turned around, his expression had returned to calm and innocent, "How did you delete it?"

Fu Miaomiao frowned, "I can't even recover even if I want to."

"Really? But what do you want the photo for?" Situ Han changed the subject and asked knowingly.

Fu Miaomiao pouted, and returned the phone to Situ Han, "It's nothing, who passed it to you, do you still have a record?"

"No more." Situ Han's tone was flat, unable to detect any emotion, he turned around after speaking, and continued to work on dinner.

Fu Miaomiao was suffocating in her heart, but it wasn't about Situ Han, but about the guy who sent Situ Han the photo.

Damn, did you just let that guy go?

Next to my ear, Situ Han's voice suddenly sounded again, "Actually, I didn't just receive a photo."

Hearing this, Fu Miaomiao's expression brightened, and she hurried forward, speaking very fast, "Where is it, where is it, give it to me quickly, I want the original picture, the original picture."

Situ Han: "Deleted."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

This man is intentionally embarrassing her, isn't he?

"What do you mean?"

"Shouldn't you ask me, what's in the photo?"

Fu Miaomiao acted as if she didn't take the photo seriously at all, "What else could it be about? Xiaoyan and I will hug each other."

Situ Han's voice became slightly colder, "It's the photo of you entering that kid's room, in the hotel."

Fu Miaomiao paused for a moment, then remembered that she had indeed gone to Ji Yan's room.

It seemed that someone had been following her.

A dangerous light flickered across Fu Miaomiao's eyes, and the aura around her became sharper.

She must find out who that person is, and this matter cannot just pass by.

Just as Fu Miaomiao was gnashing his teeth at that person, Situ Han's cool voice sounded again, "Your explanation."

"Ah? Explain?" Fu Miaomiao raised her eyes to meet Situ Han's deep pool-like gaze, and she seemed to be trapped in it, unable to extricate herself.

It wasn't until Situ Han approached, looked down at her, and that monstrous face was getting closer and closer to her, that Fu Miaomiao suddenly came back to her senses, swallowed, shifted her gaze away, and said with red ears, "It's just... ...That's what, I wasn't before, and then I went to Xiaoyan, his stomach was hurt, his chest was hurt, and then..."

Fu Miaomiao spoke incoherently, but Situ Han still understood.

"He didn't wear any clothes?" Situ Han's voice was completely tinged with chill, like eternal ice, with a bone-chilling coldness.

Fu Miaomiao waved her hands again and again, "No, no, he was wearing clothes. Later, I was afraid that his clothes would wipe off the ointment, so I let him take them off... Am I supposed to say that?"

It's okay if you don't say it, but when you say it, Situ Han's expression becomes even more terrifying, as if he wants to eat her.

Fu Miaomiao immediately closed her mouth, blinked her big eyes again, and asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry?"

Situ Han's thin lips parted lightly, "What do you think?"

Fu Miaomiao drooped her little head, "I said yes, but I can explain it, Han, I'm really just worried about his injury, I have absolutely no other thoughts."

Speaking of this, Fu Miaomiao suddenly stepped forward, tiptoed to Situ Han's ear, and whispered, "I only like to look at your body."

Situ Han: "!"

After all, Situ Han was a normal man, how could he resist his wife's seduction, his expression changed immediately.

He looked up at the stairs, secretly thinking that An'an should still be immersed in the study at this moment, and he probably wouldn't come down unless he was told...