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The afternoon tea party downstairs had to end because Mrs. Kensington was ugly and Zhan Jiaer was carrying a wanted crime name.

On the third floor of the manor, in Duan Xiuhui's private room, a tall figure stood carefully searching for something.

He had been in Duan Xiuhui's private room on the third floor for half an hour, but he had searched through the bookcases, desks, and even the lounge on the inside, and found no clues.

Finally, his eyes fell on the closed laptop on the desk.

The man walked to the desk, opened the notebook, and tried to enter a few passwords, and the screen turned on.

The cold fluorescence of the screen shined on the man's face, it was a handsome and indifferent face, and it was war indifference.

At this moment, Zhan Mo took advantage of Duan Xiuhuizheng downstairs and many guests to entertain, and went into Duan Xiuhui's private room alone.

In the past, he had never done such a thing, and never thought that one day, Zhan Mo would actually sneak into his mother's room to do such a thing.

But just now, when he saw Ruan Mengmeng's indifference and felt her disappointment to him, a voice in his heart kept telling Zhan Mo that he couldn't ... can't let Mengmeng continue to hate him, can't let him She was disappointed in him.

When the ghost makes a difference, Zhan Mo touches Duan Xiuhui's room, looking for clues about Ruan Mianmian.

Zhan Mo knows that her mother is a very attentive person, and her laptop is very likely to be found.

However, he has searched everywhere else, only here--

The man quickly flipped through the various email messages on the computer, and when he opened an e-mail that had just been received and had not been checked by Duan Xiuhui, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Brother, what are you doing here ...?"

Zhan Jiaer, who had lost a person downstairs, pushed in and found Zhan Mo.

Duan Xiuhui was still delivering guests downstairs, and Zhan Jiaer was ugly just now. Now the guests downstairs looked at her with a look at the wanted criminals.

Zhan Jiaer's psychological quality was not enough. Duan Xiuhui was strong and ran up angrily.

Zhan Mo did not expect to be smashed by his sister. He glanced at the computer screen, and the e-mail just opened was being read.

The file with the picture loaded looks up and says 'reimbursement'.

Zhan Mo's eyebrows were deep, guessing that these eight achievements were the message he wanted.

Regardless of Zhan Jiaer, he looked down and waited for the picture on the computer screen to pop up completely.

"Brother, what the **** are you doing ... you ... You are secretly checking on Mom's computer for Ruan Mianmian news !?" Zhan Jia'er frowned and hurried forward, seeing the picture on the computer screen, she understood everything .

No wonder my brother suddenly disappeared at the afternoon tea party.

No wonder he did not show up, unlike in the past, protecting himself in front of outsiders.

It turned out that everything was because of Ruan Mengmeng, and his brother was no longer the old brother. He had forgotten that this afternoon tea party was held by his mother to help her get back the shares.

Brother ... His mind is completely on Ruan Mengmeng.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Jiaer ... you just see nothing, go out and close the door."

Zhan Mo did not want to involve Zhan Jiaer.

Even though Zhan Jiaer now feels more and more strange and beyond recognition, Zhan Jiaer knows nothing about Ruan Mianmian.

This event was planned by the mother, even if the stand-offs are the opposite between Zhan Mo and her mother.

He never thought about it, because it was angry with Zhan Jiaer.

"It has nothing to do with me? How could it have nothing to do with me ... brother, don't forget, you said that you had to draw Ruan Mianmian's bone marrow and give me my life!" Zhan Jiaer's pale face was unwilling, and tears were shining Eyes full.

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

Since when, in the heart of her brother who loves her alone, even a dead child who has nothing to do with it has become so important!

(End of this chapter)