"No?" Yin Shaojie frowned and took the camera.
At first glance, there really wasn’t a single photo in the memory.
Seeing this, the man took the opportunity to yell, "Look, I didn't secretly photograph you at all. You are wronging a good person! Do you think being rich is a big deal? Who wants to follow you? Who do you think you are!"
Yin Shaojie sneered, raised his camera, looked at the other person and retorted, "Didn't you say you were taking photos nearby? Not a single photo?"
The man paused for a moment, then quickly made an excuse and said, "Isn't it okay if I just start taking pictures? Or maybe I took them and then deleted them if I wasn't satisfied with it. Isn't it okay? Why should I explain it to you? Anyway, there are no photos of you in it. I just never secretly photographed you!"
Yin Shaojie said arrogantly, "Do you think there is nothing I can do if I delete all the photos?"
The man is still insisting that he just didn't secretly take pictures.
Anyway, the photos were gone, there was no proof, and now it was in public. He didn't believe that the other party dared to do anything to him.
Yin Shaojie's dark eyes flashed with mockery and he said to the bodyguard, "Send him to the police station. I want to sue him."
The man refused to give up and said, "You, what are you going to sue me for? Why do you sue me? Where is the evidence?"
"Evidence? Tell the police." Yin Shaojie said coldly.
"Give me back the camera!" The man suddenly felt uneasy. He looked at the camera on his phone and wanted to snatch it back, but was already restrained by the bodyguard.
After a while, the manager called the police, and the man was taken away by the police in front of everyone.
This avoids some gossip.
Yin Shaojie temporarily handed the camera to the bodyguard and asked him to take it home.
Mu Xiaoxiao stepped forward and hugged his hand, and said worriedly, "Did he take those photos of us secretly taken before?"
"Maybe." Yin Shaojie said, holding her shoulders and saying, "Don't worry, I will find out."
He narrowed his dark eyes, feeling that things were not that simple.
Who is the person behind the scenes? …
Yejia.
When Ye Sijue returned home, he subconsciously walked to the guest room where Mo Xiaomeng lived, but she was nowhere to be seen.
He frowned, grabbed a servant and asked, "Where is she?"
The servant paused, nodded quickly and replied, "Master, Mo, Miss Mo was playing in the yard before, but I didn't know about it afterwards..."
Although there are hundreds of servants in the Ye family, everyone has their own job.
And the night house is so big, it is impossible for anyone to stare at Mo Xiaomeng all day long.
Ye Sijue did not ask further and planned to find it by himself.
He walked through the corridor and was about to go to the yard when he happened to pass by the study and stopped when he saw that the study door was ajar.
Pushing the door open slightly, Ye Sijue walked into the study.
Next to the European-style elegant and simple bookshelf in the study room, a person wearing a white skirt was lying on the dark wooden floor. His palm-sized face was covered by an open book, and even his ears could not be seen.
He walked over slowly, never stepping so lightly before, as if he was afraid of disturbing the butterfly fairy and letting her fly away.
No, it should be an angel.
Ye Sijue walked to Mo Xiaomeng's side, squatted down, and stared at her almost intently.
Dressed in a pure white dress, with slender hands and feet, and skin as white as snow, she really looked like an angel under the scene where the beige curtains were fluttering in the breeze.
Even the air is filled with purity.
(End of chapter)