The mosquito blood that pried away the white moonlight

[There are always some people in the strong grass in the wind, and before they are popular, half the sky is already dark [funny] Jiang Yu]

[Talking in detail about being a human being, please be kind Jiang Yu]

……

After closing Weibo, Chen Shuang took a deep breath.

Very good job well done!

She thought that Shen Yuheng was already capable of tossing around, but she didn't expect that the strong have their own strong hands. This kid, who looks more well-behaved than anyone else, is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. Compared with him Well, those moths that Shen Yuheng dealt with back then were not even considered eggs.

"What the hell is going on with those pornographic photos of yours!" Chen Shuang took another breath, and warned herself to be calm, this is the baby of the future financial owner's family, so don't scare him, "I restored the technology, except for the one that was tied up Except for your photo, everything else is fake, what happened to your photo?"

Jiang Yu wandered away, staring at the computer in a daze, and didn't answer.

There was no movement on the other side of the phone for a long time, and Chen Shuang's expression was numb for a second, "Zu Zong! Can I call you Zong Zong?! Tell me something, Zong Zong! Is that man who is pressing you Mr. Shen?!"

"No," Jiang Yu turned on the computer and opened the email.

"If it's not Mr. Shen, then who is it?!" Chen Shuang's eyes were about to burst, and the dragon roared, "You can't be the one stealing fish behind Mr. Shen's back, huh? Tell me, yes-no-yes?!"

Jiang Yu replied in seconds, "No!"

The evil dragon continued to roar, "It's better not, or I will tear you apart alive! I'll give you 1 minute, and explain it to me in sequence from beginning to end!"

Jiang Yu "..."

Sister, calm down!

Chen Shuang "59, 58—"

"It's like this!" Jiang Yu took a deep breath, and told Chen Shuang the ins and outs of the matter at a speed that he hadn't used in his life. After he finished, he deeply felt that most of his life was probably gone.

There was a strange silence on the other side of the phone, Jiang Yu couldn't figure out what Chen Shuang was thinking now, and even breathed more lightly than usual.

Silence, another silence, a frighteningly weird silence.

"Hehe," Chen Shuang gritted his teeth, "He is forcing me to fight with him."

"Sister Shuang—" But the phone had already hung up.

Jiang Yu was deeply aware of this person's violent temper, and couldn't help expressing his heartfelt admiration to Shen Da, a three-dwelling tycoon who had been with her for many years but was still alive and kicking.

After admiring, he stared at the email in a daze.

In the office, just after Shen Yuzhu finished watching the screen with others, he suddenly received a new email, and the email address was his home.

The corners of Shen Yuzhu's mouth raised slightly, but his eyes dimmed. What's the news? It's because the mobile phone is inconvenient, so you must use the computer?

He clicked on the email.

In Shen Yuzhu's house, whether it was before Jiang Yu moved in or after he moved in, all the communication tools in his house were connected to his personal computer.

In short, as long as someone sends a message through his home computer, whether it is email or other social software, his home computer will be synchronized to his personal computer in real time, and the landline will automatically record the conversation between the two parties.

Even in some dark corners of the house, tiny cameras are everywhere and turned on 24 hours a day, even the toilets are not spared.

What happened when he was a child made him no longer trust anyone, and after the September 923 incident, he no longer even trusted himself.

The email is not long, it can even be said to be short, but its content should not be something a 17-year-old student who has just entered university should know.