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"Photo, have you seen it?"

This sentence sounded calm and calm, but it was like a huge stone thrown into a lake, creating huge waves in Zhouze's heart.

Zhouze was so smashed that he couldn't react for a long time, and he couldn't utter a word or even a syllable.

no. Was Mu Zhuo really asking about the photo just now, or was he hallucinating?

Zhouze was startled and confused, and then heard Mu Zhuo lower his voice and said, "That's right, you saw it, right?"

Just a few words, like a hurricane, swept through Zhouze's heart, making his hand holding the photo tremble involuntarily.

What should he do? Should he pretend to be calm and say he didn't see it, or should he take advantage of the situation and ask...

Zhouze was confused for a moment, biting the soft lips that were already red to the point of bleeding without realizing it, and finally made up his mind to bite him to death.

——Otherwise the scene would be too embarrassing.

However, what Zhouze didn't know was that Mu Zhuo, who was driving at full speed at the moment, glanced at the surveillance screen on the car's tablet several times while waiting for the traffic light.

The picture can be said to be of ultra-clear quality.

No matter how subtle the details are, they cannot escape the capture of the camera.

Therefore, Mu Zhuo could easily see every slight change in Zhouze's expression in the surveillance screen, and he could also notice the slight trembling of Zhouze's fingers without any hindrance.

It's so good to see it.

Mu Zhuo couldn't help but stare for two or three more seconds, his eyes half-closed, and his pupils gradually darkened.

Then he heard the young man on the other end of the phone. There was clearly an unnoticeable tremor in his voice, but he still pretended to be calm and asked: "Photo? What kind of photo?"

This reaction was not beyond Mu Zhuo's expectation.

Mu Zhuo calmly stepped on the accelerator harder. As the speed of the car soared, a joyful smile flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

He responded calmly: "It's okay. When I come back, we can take a look together."

Zhouze: "!"

The moment he heard this, he almost threw away the phone reflexively. Who knows.

What does "Let's take a look at" mean? If he hadn't seen this photo before and was still holding it in his hand, he would have thought it was some interesting photo.

Or is this really an "interesting" photo in a sense for Mu Zhuo?

Zhouze didn't understand, and didn't dare to think about it. After a slightly stiff "hmm", he hesitated and prepared to hang up the phone, but he still couldn't hold back and asked:

"What kind of photo is it? Is it placed with the documents?"

The young man's voice was gentle and soft, and seemed to contain a trace of anxiety. Hearing it made people feel like they were refreshed by the spring breeze, and their hearts opened quietly.

After hearing this, Mu Zhuo paused for several seconds before replying as if nothing had happened, "Yes, together with the documents."

Zhouze fluttered his long eyelashes when he heard this. Aren't those the photos in his hand?

What exactly did Mu Zhuo want to do?

Deliberately letting him see this... Is it possible... Zhouze suddenly thought of a possibility. He stayed for a moment, then raised his head and looked around the entire huge master bedroom.

There won't be surveillance here, right?

Zhouze pursed his lips unconsciously, and his expression looked a bit nervous, but no one knew that he was complaining in his heart:

This Mu Zhuo is really perverted, he actually plays tricks like this.

Mu Zhuo, who didn't know the boy's thoughts, saw the other man's expression in the car, and his handsome Adam's apple suddenly rolled.

Then he braked, drifted into the garage, and stopped steadily.

Mu Zhuo didn't even have time to stay longer. He lowered his eyes, parked the car, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

The side door of the garage led to the bungalow, and he stepped in. The last scene in his mind was the confused look on the boy's face that he had just seen in the real-time surveillance video.

For some reason, this made his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He...maybe need to see a psychiatrist, but so what.

Quickly walking up to the second floor, Mu Zhuo went straight to the master bedroom. Unsurprisingly, he saw Zhouze sitting on the carpet on the bedside table holding a document.

There still seemed to be a hint of obvious panic on the young man's face. Mu Zhuo glanced at it and saw that the bedside table drawer had been tightly closed.

And the photos that were just outside the drawer were gone.

Presumably, Zhouze has already hurriedly put it back into the drawer.

There was not a trace of emotion on Mu Zhuo's face. He was so calm and composed that it seemed as if there were no photos. The two of them just had the most ordinary and ordinary superior-subordinate relationship.

If that's the case, then that's it.

But - Zhouze raised his head with a particularly complicated mood and looked at the tall and slender man who was getting closer and closer.

It was obvious that this person quietly installed surveillance cameras, took those "strange" photos without permission, and allowed him, the client, to "force" to see them.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a behavior that would make people calm down.

Zhouze's heart was in turmoil and he kept complaining, but his face remained half innocent and half at a loss as always, as if he was the most ignorant little pitiful person in the world.

"Mr. Mu, here is the document for you."

Zhou Ze stood up from the carpet, handed the document out with both hands, and gave him a cautious smile.

Seeing this, Mu Zhuo lowered his eyes, took it thoughtfully, and thanked him in a low voice.

Zhouze shook his head slightly to show that you were welcome, and then seeing that Mu Zhuo showed no sign of opening the file to take a look, he pondered for a moment and reminded softly: "Mr. Mu, don't you need to confirm?"

Zhouze's eyes were directed towards the documents.

Mu Zhuo subconsciously wanted to blurt out a word, but then he thought of something, and his indifferent eyes with unknown meaning gradually fell on the document.

At the same time, the string in Zhouze's heart tightened slightly.

He quickly added: "Mr. Mu, you look first, I..."

"I won't disturb you for now." Before these six words could even come out, Zhouze was stopped by Mu Zhuo.

"Wait, there's no need to avoid it." The man's tone was calm, implying invisible pressure that could not be ignored.

Zhouze: "..."

Did this guy see that he wanted to run away? Why did he stop him so promptly?

After a look that was difficult to express passed over Zhouze's face, he looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, his eyebrows lowered, and he stood aside obediently and did as he was told.

OK, you can't avoid the disaster.

Zhouze lowered his long eyelashes, not daring to raise his eyes to look at the tall man next to him. At the same time, he took a deep breath and held his breath.

The crisp sound of paper being turned came to his ears. Because it was so close and the sound of paper was so clear, he knew how many pages the document had been turned to without even thinking about it.

Then, I don't know how long it took, it didn't seem to be too long, but every minute and every second seemed to be extended infinitely at the moment, causing Zhou Ze to feel that seconds seemed like years.

At this time, the sound of paper turning suddenly stopped.

Under Zhouze's seemingly normal appearance, in fact, his heart suddenly reached its peak uncontrollably.

Mu Zhuo must have seen it.

——He deliberately included a photo of a certain page in the document.