Chapter 131.1

"Liang Xiaoyu, you have to be responsible for me." Xin Zezhao solemnly pursed his lips and announced the result.

"Me! Why me? " Liang Xiaoyu rubbed the sore temple and couldn't react at all.

Xinzezhao stretched out her hand and stroked her hair. The corners of her mouth curved slightly. "Do you want to recall what happened last night carefully? Who can't wait to tear my clothes and rush up thirsty? If you really don't remember, we still have time to remember later. "

Xin Zezhao is understated but ambiguous. His eyes are barefaced. There are still several red marks on the exposed skin, which are obviously scratched.

Xin Zezhao gets up slowly, and the quilt slips from her body. Liang Xiaoyu is scared and covers her eyes. However, Xin Zezhao smiles: "what's so shy? What's the first time..."

"Accident! It's all accidents Liang Xiaoyu hugs the quilt tightly and refuses to admit it.

"Do you mean you want to come here by accident?" Xin Zezhao wears his clothes in a leisurely way, and his peach blossom eyes are full of laughter.

"I didn't say that!" Liang Xiaoyu takes the quilt to cover himself completely and hides in the quilt.

Xin Zezhao dressed completely and lightly reminded Xiao Yu of catching cold: "are you sure you can't get up yet? I'll deduct your salary if you're late later. "

"Why! Aren't you late, too? " Liang Xiaoyu shrank in the quilt and roared angrily.

"Do you think I'm the same as you?" Xin Zezhao gently tugs at the quilt, which makes it cool. Xiaoyu tugs at the quilt with more force. Xin Zezhao said with a smile, "what's more, who made me late? Don't you think you should take full responsibility?"

Liang Xiaoyu gradually returns to his senses. When he wakes up, several pictures of last night flash in his mind. This time, Xin Zezhao There's no bullshit.

"Do it yourself. Don't try to escape your responsibility." Xin Zezhao didn't want to push too fast, so he let go of the hand holding the quilt.

Listening to the footsteps gradually disappear, Liang Xiaoyu just like a turtle, slowly poked his head out of the quilt, put on clothes and hid in the bathroom.

"Mr. Xin, the things you asked me to investigate have already begun." Standing in the living room, Xin Zezhao gathered all his smiles and listened to the report on the other end of the phone.

"You asked me to pay attention to whether there was a worker who quietly returned to the scene. I let my brothers squat for several days and finally caught him. Then we followed him quietly and found that he had frequent contact with a strange number, and the bank card number inexplicably increased a sum of money. We caught him when he was preparing to run."

"So people are with you now? Any questions? "

"He kept his mouth shut. When he asked about the money, he only said that it was for his friends."

After pondering for a moment, Xin Zezhao slowly said, "in this way, you can continue to ask, see if you can get any more useful information, and remember to record the whole process."

"Well, good."

"What's more, if you go to investigate the origin of that strange number, you'd better lure the owner out. I want to go back to the company to deal with the aftermath now. It's hard for you. "

"Well, what kind of words is that?" His bright voice seemed to sigh, but he didn't care: "we would have starved to death in the street if it had not been Mr. Xin who gave us a meal."

"Ha ha." Xin Zezhao chuckles, hears the sound behind him, and ends the conversation.

Liang Xiaoyu tidied up and had a very unnatural pink on his face, but he tried to pretend to be calm and said, "now you can go."

Xin Zezhao gently nodded, "well, Aunt Mei asked for leave, so I'll give you the food for the time being."

"Forget it, do you need to worry about your food? Miss he is very attentive. She is afraid of starving her brother Zezhao by accident. " Liang Xiaoyu can't help but feel sour in his heart. His skin doesn't smile.

"What did you say Yalin called me?" Xin Zezhao tilts his head slightly and looks at Liang Xiaoyu faintly.

"Brother Zezhao, isn't he?" Liang Xiaoyu didn't think too much. He answered Xin Zezhao's question.

"Well, darling, I prefer shrimp, celery is not eaten, bitter gourd can barely eat one or two. The others don't matter Xin Zezhao explained his preference to Liang Xiaoyu.