She also doubted whether she had read it wrong, but when she picked it up, it was indeed...

It seems that it hasn't been for long.

Tong Ran hurriedly tied up the bag and threw it aside.

She looked around again and found the packaging bag for the condom.

It is the only brand that Monanjue is willing to use.

There is a whole box in the drawer of the nightstand in the master bedroom.

Tong Ran only found it strange. This is Mo Nanjue’s study, and he is usually in it most of the time. If anyone said that he would use this here...

Mo Beiyan had an injury on his leg, and it wouldn't be Chen An, and Luo Xiao would definitely not be able to do so.

The only possibility seems to be Mo Nanjue.

She curled a sneer on the corner of her mouth. Could it be that Mo Nanjue would do something here, throw the condom on the ground and let her pick it up?

That's too much Mo Nanjue who underestimates her.

Mo Nanjue is definitely the kind of person she can't even find out even if she has an affair. Tong Ran told Mo Huantong a long time ago that if he found a woman outside, with his IQ, would he be able to hide for the rest of his life?

He could have been hiding it from her all the time. When Tong Ran was at the base, he thought that it would be a pity not to be an agent with Mo Nanjue's own conditions.

Fortunately, he is not a fickle man.

Tong Ran opened the drawer in the middle and wanted to continue looking for a business card, but unexpectedly found a thick... purple envelope.

She picked it up and found that it had been unpacked.

Tong Ran took out the things inside without hesitation.

It is a stack of high-definition photos, the protagonist is Chen Jing, and there are all kinds of them, such as short boots, long skirts, school uniforms, bikini...

Everything is available.

There are also words written on the back of each picture, which should have been written by Chen Jing himself. Most of them are words of thanks, mixed with admiration and congratulations.

It is placed in such an important position that is within reach, and I think I often read it.

Tong Ran frowned and felt a strong sense of displeasure in her heart. She took the photo and turned around to the inside of the study.

This is a small dressing room. Tong Ran pushed the door and walked in. The perfume smell that came from her nose was very unique. She immediately felt that it was the smell of Chen Jing.

She walked in a few steps and found a lace-edged text and chest in the wardrobe where Mo Nanjue put his shirt.

It seemed like it was stuffed in in a hurry.

Really...

Tong Ran raised her hand and tapped her forehead twice. I wonder where else she hadn't found?

Suddenly, a knock on the door came from outside the study, "Miss Tong, the second young master is back."

"Okay, I'll go down right away."

Tong Ran put away the envelope, bag and text, and temporarily placed it in the drawer on the lower right.

Mo Nanjue wouldn't be bored and came to these places to read anything. He might not know that his shirt was still on here.

Tong Ran calmed down his thoughts and turned around and walked out of the study.

In the corridor, Chen Jing happened to walk out of the room and meet her.

Tong Ran looked cold, Chen Jing smiled gently, "Xiao Ran."

Tong Ran nodded at her, without saying much, went downstairs directly.

She doesn't like her, so there is no need to hide this.

Chen Jing stared at her tall back and couldn't help but bit her lip. She did not go downstairs, but leaned against the platform on the second floor.

In the living room, Mo Beiyan and Chen An were also back. Tong Ran walked to the sofa, and Mo Nanjue hooked his arm and hugged her directly into his arms, "What are you doing upstairs?"

"It's okay, tidy up the room."

Tong Ran did not say those things. In her opinion, it was just a trivial matter, and there was no need to make Mo Nanjue angry.
Chapter completed!