When Jiang Liang opened the door, Chu Zheng still didn't let go of him. He took a breath in his heart and twisted the key.

Chu Zheng entered the house in a noble manner.

She threw the documents on the table at will: "Han Natsuki hasn't come here recently?"

Jiang Liang stood in the living room, but he looked like a guest, not knowing how to put his hands and feet: "He... is a little busy."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Jiang Liang shook his head.

Chu Zheng took out her cell phone and ordered takeout, and asked him, "What are you doing when you go out?"

If you don’t stay at home, you will encounter a pervert when you run out. Do you lose money?

“I…buy computer accessories.”

“Can’t buy it online?”

"This...no."

Chu Zheng looked up at him, and looked up with difficulty: "Come and sit down."

Jiang Liang clenched his fists and loosened them, loosened them and clenched them tightly, slowly walked over and sat on the edge.

"What did that person tell you just now?" Chu Zheng felt that it was necessary to ask carefully.

Jiang Liang shook his head.

The flax-colored hair swayed with his movements, and the slightly curled ends of the hair, coupled with the young man's beautiful face, made him look like a delicate doll in the window.

Chu Zheng looked at his hair, suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed it on the top of her hair.

Chu Zheng's expression became slightly solemn.

Soft, so soft!

Jiang Liang looked over with a little panicked eyes, and it was blue and clear.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Just touching your hair, does it look like you are being bullied?

I just saved you on the road of perverts!

What's wrong with collecting some interest?

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng was much more reasonable.

Jiang Liang is not used to it, but thought of her saying before that she likes soft hair.

So is his hair soft?

Does she like it or not?

Jiang Liang was full of uneasiness.

Chu Zheng rubbed it twice, and saw Jiang Liang looking like he was facing a great enemy, he withdrew his hand: "You can eat it yourself when you get the takeaway."

I don’t touch it anymore, I’m going to cry.

You can't touch me and cry, otherwise what should I do if I don't let me touch me next time? You have to make plans for the future.

The force on his hair disappeared, Jiang Liang became even more nervous, and he was still thinking whether she was satisfied or not, but he heard Chu Zheng's words.

"You...you don't eat?"

"I've eaten it." Chu Zheng got up and prepared to leave.

“…”

Jiang Liang couldn't say anything to keep him, so he could only watch Chu Zheng leave.

"You... your stuff." Jiang Liang called Chu Zheng.

He took the thing to her, his eyes falling on the signs and names on the documents.

"This...is it, Fengyun Wushuang?" Jiang Liang felt a little nervous.

"Yeah." She went to find some information today.

The bastard asked her to buy a company, but she found that the company was a subsidiary and she didn't sell it at all. Now she had to start planning to buy a group.

"You... are you playing too?" Jiang Liang certainly knew that Chu Zheng was playing, and now he just wanted to tell her that he was playing too.

"Um."

Chu Zheng nodded and took the documents.

"I...I'll play too." Jiang Liang whispered.

He is using his real name, so she should know it?

"Yeah." I know you're having fun.

"..." Jiang Liang didn't know how to answer the conversation in an instant.

Chu Zheng didn't know what Jiang Liang wanted to say to him, so she waited patiently.

However, Jiang Liang had nothing to say behind him, and the two of them stood at the door.

"Then I'm going back." Chu Zheng broke the silence very straightforwardly.

Jiang Liang grabbed the corner of her clothes and nodded slightly.

Until the door on Chu Zheng was closed, Jiang Liang's face suddenly showed three points of depression and seven points of regret.

"Jiang Liang, you pig."

"What are you doing to scold me?" Xia Muhan patted him on the shoulder: "How did you know I'm coming, just waiting for me here."

Jiang Liang: “…”

Jiang Liang turned around and entered the room.

Xia Muhan didn't care either, so he brought the door with him with a smile.

-

Chu Zheng took out the business card from the file.

Press it on the desktop after a moment.

Take out your phone and send text messages to others.

——Help me check personal information.

——Big guy, who should I check?

——Huo Xuyang.

——Big Boss, it’s useless to give me a name. Do you have a photo or a phone number? Or an email or something.

Chu Zheng sent the phone call on the business card.

Two days later, Chu Zheng received information from the other party.

Huo Xuyang.

Director of Yiyang Group.

Graduated from a prestigious foreign university, young and promising, and is a director of a group at a young age...

Huo Xuyang can find a lot of news online.

But there are many more private things in this information.

Huo Xuyang has a regular schedule, and there are almost no other activities except for the company's itinerary.

It looks like nothing wrong.

but……

Too clean.

How come a normal person can only work on electronic devices, and there is no sign of private activities at all.

For example, opening a web page, watching a movie, listening to music...

Huo Xuyang didn't even have it.

Sometimes being too clean is also an exception.

——Nothing else?

——No more, this person pays attention to privacy. There is nothing else on the computer except work.

——Will there be other equipment?

——Maybe, but I haven't noticed it yet.

——You look at him and tell me the news.

Chu Zheng put down her cell phone.
To be continued...