Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"So, please don't insult people casually!"

Shen Jiayin sneered, she was so imposing that the girl's eyes instantly became confused.

But still repeating that sentence: "You are Qianqian and Jun's president, Jun Tingmo's third party, do you dare to say that you are not in the same office?"

"Well, can I say, there are two offices?"

"Besides, I don't think I'll believe anything I say. If that's the case, why don't you ask Luo Qingqian and Jun Tingmo you're talking about to come out and explain in person?"

"You are mistress!" The girl subconsciously emphasized, ignoring what Shen Jiayin said.

Shen Jiayin's face darkened: "I don't care about this matter, I think the police should be able to return my innocence."

As Shen Jiayin spoke, she called the police directly.

And when she finished speaking, the victim next to her was also in great pain, and pulled the hands of her family members. Since then, many people thought of the little girl throwing acid.

The video of Shen Jiayin's happening here was also posted on the Internet, causing a great commotion.

Most people still believed in her mistress, so there was a burst of scolding on the Internet.

Shen Jiayin sneered, turned around and left the small restaurant, and then found a very unremarkable Internet cafe. After she opened a seat with her ID card, it took only 10 minutes, and all comments on this video and online were completely lost. It's like someone evaporated.

Even those attempts to store the video in the space disappeared inexplicably.

This matter was not that big, and it hadn't been fermented on the Internet, so it was easy to be controlled.

What's more, Shen Jiayin's ability, even the boss of Weibo, may not be able to reflect it.

After all, in the past few years she has been abroad, she has gone further and further on the road of hacking, and even reached the world's rare top level, and the reason why Gu Heyong wanted her to stay was to work for him because of this reason.

After a while, Shen Jiayin directly deleted all the records in the computer, and then quietly left the Internet cafe.

After Shen Jiayin returned to the company, she just got into the elevator and came out from the [-]th floor when she saw Jun Tingmo walking over anxiously.

"What's the matter?" Shen Jiayin raised her eyebrows.

Jun Tingmo's originally impatient expression calmed down instantly. After scanning her body up and down a few times, he whispered: "Are you okay?"

"Did you see the news on the Internet?" Shen Jiayin walked in silently, Jun Tingmo let her walk in front, and he followed behind.

Jun Tingmo nodded lowly: "Well, I just saw it on the Internet."

"So, you should know that you caused these troubles, right?" Shen Jiayin originally wanted to buy him breakfast, but when she thought about going out today, she was almost thrown with acid for no reason, and her mood instantly turned bad.

Especially thinking of that fake Luo Qingqian, she is not stupid. If it wasn't for someone deliberately spreading such news among the fans, how could it appear so inexplicably?
Jun Tingmo heard that, a flash of apology flashed in his eyes, and after following her into the office, he suddenly reached out to grab her and raised her wrist.

"Is this hot?" Jun Tingmo's eyes flashed
"Why, don't you think I can't?" Jun Tingmo pulled her, walked to the sofa, then stood up, went to a cabinet next to him, and took out the OK stretcher.

Then it was very gentle and stuck to Shen Jiayin's wound.

The sarcastic smile on Shen Jiayin's face slowly froze, watching the man's careful and patient movements, her heart was agitated, and she couldn't help but whisper: "I hope you can deal with this matter as soon as possible, I don't want to Be a junior."

"If, I am really Luo Qingqian."

"Okay." Jun Tingmo smiled slightly, and a light came out of his dark eyes, as if he was promising something.

Shen Jiayin couldn't help but believe his words, "Okay, I believe in your ability."

"But I should avoid suspicion these days, right?" Shen Jiayin said in a low voice.

"Well, I'll ask Cheng Li to take you back later. You can do whatever you want recently, and you don't have to come to work in the company. I will take care of this matter and let you come back."

"Okay, I understand, I can just take a break." Shen Jiayin nodded nonchalantly, and then left with her bag.

After Shen Jiayin left, Jun Tingmo stood up abruptly, handed over the company affairs to Meng Fanchen, and then turned around and left the room.

Jun Tingmo's departure did not attract too many people's attention. When Ou Yunying received Jun Tingmo's notice and rushed away, Cheng Li also sent Shen Jiayin back home, and then he also rushed to a villa where Jun Tingmo was away. go.

When Jun Tingmo arrived, the door of the villa was opened, and a nanny walked out from inside. When she saw Jun Tingmo, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she hurried up.

"Master, you're back, Miss 'Luo Qingqian' was talking, and I'm going to cook you delicious food today, you really have a good understanding."

"Is 'Luo Qingqian' upstairs or the kitchen?" Huo Ting asked in a low voice, his expression unclear.

The nanny didn't feel that something was wrong, and replied after hearing the words: "It should be in the bedroom. Miss 'Luo Qingqian' is usually fine, so she would draw in the bedroom, or she would be in the garden."

"I see, you should go get busy first." After Jun Tingmo returned, he strode directly towards the villa.

The villas here are also very famous, but compared with the imperial palace, they are still a notch lower, after all, some of them are very precious.

Jun Tingmo entered the villa, looked up at the building, changed his shoes, then went up, and finally stopped outside a door.

He reached out and knocked, and soon there was the sound of footsteps inside, and the door was opened the next second, revealing a woman with the same face as 'Luo Qingqian'.

"Ah Ting, are you back?" The woman was very happy, that kind of happiness came from the depths of her heart, and those who didn't know it would definitely feel that the two were in love.

Jun Tingmo didn't say anything, but subconsciously, he took a step back and looked at her coldly: "How have you been these few days?"

"It's still the same as before, but you haven't come back for a long time, and I miss you very much."

"By the way, a clothing company came to make wedding dresses for us. Ah Ting, I chose some, what do you think?" 'Luo Qingqian' said, and reached out to pull Jun Tingmo.

But Jun Tingmo had already stepped into the room without letting her touch his clothes.

Annoyance flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she followed suit.

Noticing Jun Tingmo's gaze fell on the wedding photo of the two of them she drew, a shyness flashed in her eyes: "A Ting, you like it too, don't you?"