The phone rang again stubbornly, and Deng Jiazhe immediately opened the door and came out covered in moisture. He reached out to pick up the phone and then went back. Not long after, an impatient growl came from inside, "...There is something going on in the company, and I am very busy... Stop being unreasonable!"
Then there was no sound, only the sound of running water.
When he came out, he wiped himself casually and lay down on the bed. I asked with concern, "Are you tired?"
"It's a little uncomfortable!" He said hoarsely, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt to cover himself, and stopped talking.
I thoughtfully reached out to touch him and exclaimed, "Why do you have a fever?"
"Yeah!" He responded lazily.
"Then let me find you two pills!" I babbled but didn't move.
He muttered, "Don't make any noise..."
I sneered in my heart, then stop making noise.
After a while, he curled up into a ball, breathing evenly, and seemed to be asleep. I tested him, but he didn't respond at all!
I quietly got out of bed, took his cell phone, and hid in the bathroom. The phone was turned off. I quickly turned it on and entered the password to enter his page.
As I expected, the person on the phone call just now was Secretary Wu, which means it must be Wu Xiaotong. The recent calls were all from her, and there was more than one, countless from morning to night, and they all showed as missed. It seems that from last night to now, she has not caught Deng Jiazhe, which means that she I haven’t vented my anger from last night yet.
When I clicked on his WeChat account, I didn't find any dialog box suspected to be Wu Xiaotong. I'm a little confused, don't they use WeChat?
I suddenly thought, could it be that the blue enchantress on Deng Jiazhe's other mobile phone is Wu Xiaotong? In other words, the one who must be seen once a week is Wu Xiaotong?
It's quite a tacit understanding.
I looked through the WeChat dialog box again, and in the WeChat avatar interface, I immediately found an eye-catching avatar. The picture showed a woman's private parts, and the black triangle area was clearly visible.
I clicked on it and almost cursed. The enlarged profile picture turned out to be a broom on a flesh-colored background. From a distance, it looked fake.
Madam, you are so well-intentioned.
The nickname for this product is just one word, I think! Anyone with an evil mind can think of what this idea means.
The chat history contained flirty words between him and this woman, which were very explicit. The two of them were so vulgar and obscene to the extreme, and they had been in contact quite frequently recently.
It was the first time I had seen him. Deng Jiazhe was like a beast in clothes, which shattered my outlook on life. He was a terminally ill patient with mental illness.
Judging from this chat record, I concluded that Deng Jiazhe had not been close to Wu Xiaotong for a while, otherwise he would have a guilty conscience and would not dare to leave these chat records.
I looked through other software and found nothing new, so I turned off the phone and quietly put it back where it was.
Deng Jiazhe was still huddled up in a quilt, sleeping groggyly. It seemed that his fever was not low, and I was too lazy to measure him. I'm not that kind when faced with a beast who wants to kill me.
But I am a little unwilling. How come there is no information about Wu Xiaotong? I want to make sure whether that blue enchantress is Wu Xiaotong.
So, I found his car keys, turned around and quietly went downstairs.
The night was deep and silent, and the small lamp in the garage was a little dim, making it look unusually cold. I shivered involuntarily.
I opened the car door with ease, leaned in and searched around where he had put his phone, but couldn't find his other phone. I'm a little confused. He did put it here last time. Could it be that he took this mobile phone upstairs with him?
impossible? He is a careful person, and that phone must be a top priority for him. He cannot be careless. After stopping my medication and watching me gradually recover, I felt that he should be more cautious.
But no matter how I searched, I couldn't find it.
How strange!
I was panting from exhaustion, and just when I was about to pull out, a voice suddenly came from behind me, making me scream...
