闪电算

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Fu Zhuo noticed that Ye Jingqin’s face momentarily revealed a look of surprise, then bafflement and ratio. Moist of all, what followed was an expression of regret that was hard to believe. A mix of complex emotions played out on his handsome face. Fu Zhuo was puzzled, what could cause Ye

Jingqin to look so remorseful?

“Ye Jingqin, what’s wrong?”

Ye Jingqin stared at Fu Zhuo for a while, doubting what he heard. “Are you saying, she was taking my pictures just now?”

“Yes, Nis. Ye was supposedly taking photos of Mr. Han, but in reality, all the photos were of you. I knew she was still attracted to you!”

Ye Jingqin clenched the towel in his hand: “All deleted?”

Fu Zhuo proudly replied: “You can rest assured, Ye Jingqin. Although Ms. Ye was reluctant, I didn’t let her keep a single photo. This includes the photos she secretly took of you last night, I insisted she delete them completely.”

Ye Jingqin’s face showed even more shock: “Last night?”

“Ye Jingqin, you may not know this, but last night, Ms. Ye took a lot of photos of you cuddling her while you were asleep. They were incredibly romantic, anyone who saw the photos without knowing the truth would think that she’s your deep love. This Ms. Ye, she’s very cunning!’

Ye Jingqin’s fingers tightened, his knuckles making a cracking sound: “Not a single one left?”

Fu Zhuo nodded: “Not a single one.”

Ye Jingqin closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then opened his eyes again: “You’re certain that all the photos were of me, not Han Chengbei?’!

Fu Zhuo was very certain: “l was standing right behind Ms. Ye at the time. I clearly saw that she was just using the excuse of taking photos of Mr. Han to secretly snap photos of you… She probably wanted to take them home to fantasize, luckily I deleted them quickly…”

“Shut up!” Ye Jingqin’s eyes narrowed sharply, he wished he could kick Fu Zhuo all the way to Siberia.

Fu Zhuo had forced her to delete all the photos, not a single one was left, not a single one!

Ye Jingqin felt a great blockage in his heart. He breeds an overwhelming sense of powerlessness, unable to grasp what he desperately wanted to hold on to.

Staring at the so-called culprit, Fu Zhuo, with cold eyes, he reprimanded: “Who told you to make her delete every single one?” Fu Zhuo was confused, and replied, “You did.”

Ye Jingqin:

Ye Jingqin has always been able to control his temper, never undertaking anything beneath his dignity, or saying disgraceful words. But he couldn’t hold back this time and he kicked Fu Zhuo solidly: “When I order you, you just obey? What if I ordered you to eat shit, would you do it?”

The kick was hard and caught Fu Zhuo off guard, sending him straight into the swimming pool.

With a loud splash, water flew everywhere. Fu Zhuo, wearing a suit and leather shoes, was instantly drenched.

But Fu Zhuo dared not complain. He quickly bobbed to the surface, full of confusion: “Ye Jingqin, what did I do wrong? Please instruct me.”

Ye Jingqin really didn’t want to talk to Fu Zhuo. A wave of anger surged in his heart, trapped and unable to be released. Not knowing whether to blame Fu Zhuo or himself. The thought of all his handsome photos being deleted until not one was left made him regret so much that his gut knotted up.

Thinking that she had left in a huff…

Ye Jingqin stood up abruptly and strode away from the swimming pool.

Fu Zhuo hurriedly climbed out of the pool and followed along: “Ye Jingqin, where are you going?”

Ye Jingqin completely ignored Fu Zhuo. He turned to the bodyguard and said, “Go find out where that girl is.”

After the bodyguard asked the doorman at the pool’s entrance and learned of the situation, he reported to Ye Jingqin: “The doorman said he saw Miss Ye standing at the door crying, and then Mr. Han followed her and took her away. They left not more than five minutes ago….”