Jin Zuo went back to his room, rubbed his eyebrows and sat down on the leather sofa in the living room.

The servant consciously brought a cup of strong coffee and some fruit snacks. He said that Miss Mo Huan had asked for them. He said that Jin Zuo didn't have much lunch, so he was hungry first. In the evening, he invited Japanese culinary masters to come to the island by private plane to prepare dinner for them.

"I see."

Exhausted, he waved the servant out and stayed alone in the room.

When he picked up the remote control on one side, he opened the huge LCD TV screen on the wall -

it was not a movie or news screen, nor a recommendation on the home page of the set-top box, but a real-time camera monitoring of a room.

People leave that place, but the heart is still stranded.

The heart is full of that hateful woman, so the hand consciously opened the monitoring screen.

At the moment, Jiang Wu is sitting on the ground with her back against the edge of the bed and her legs crossed. She looks quiet and supple with her head down and her stomach caressed.

But Jin Zuo knew that she just put away her claws for the time being. She was not modest at all.

"In Are you crying? "

Jin Zuo asked himself.

He leaned forward, trying to adjust the angle of the camera to see the tears on her face.

The big golden fur rubbed against her side, stretched out its tongue and licked her cheek carefully. Her sadness affected her mood, and then she became sad.

Jiang Wu wipes a tear and holds the tire with her nose.

The tears and snot are all paste to its dog hair, tire motionless, clever sitting on the ground, even stretched out the front paw, patted on her head.

This is its unique way of comforting people.

Jiang Wu was amused by it, broke her tears into a smile, took out the tissue in the tissue box on the side, and snorted.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to have been crying.

When she said something to Jin Mao, she stood up on the edge of the bed, opened the wardrobe and saw that there were clean and new clothes hanging inside. She picked out a cotton pregnant woman's skirt and left it on the bed.

Jin Zuo just reflected that she was going to change her clothes.

She picked up the remote control in a hurry and wanted to adjust the direction of the camera. Facing the wall, she could turn it to make some noise. Although she didn't hear it, she heard the tire.

"Woof, woof, woof!"

It screamed at the camera on the wall.

Ginger charm obviously startled, she rushed to get up on the quilt, surrounded the body.

Step by step slowly into the corner, across a side of the screen, the two eyes meet.

Jin Zuo soon saw the embarrassment of her eyes. After she compared her middle finger, she immediately picked up the clothes she had changed, threw them on the top of the camera and covered them firmly.

Jin Zuo was regarded as a voyeur, and he was very weak.

He dropped the remote control, leaned back on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

Mingming's screen has been covered in black, but he can clearly remember her shoulders and clavicles when she was only surrounded by a white quilt.

……

"Sir, the test report has come out!"

Mo Yin directly pushes the door of the room and strides in. Seeing Jin left facing the black screen, he stands hesitantly.

"Can't you knock?"

Jin frowned sullenly and looked at him.

Almost is to oneself helpless emotion, all vented to Mo silver body.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I won't do it next time. Please forgive me."

He bent down to 90 degrees and apologized to Jin Zuo for his mistake.

Jin left waved his hand. He didn't want to entangle too much on this issue. He stretched out his hand and motioned him to bring the report.

"Yes -"

Mo Yin respectfully handed the things up and said in a deep voice:

"it has been compared. The child in Miss Jiang Fu's womb is indeed the flesh and blood of your brother Jin Zuo, and the matching rate is as high as 99.98%"

"where did you take the sample?" He turned the report quietly.

"Mr. Jin Zuo has a headache history of up to four years, so there has always been one - hiss."

Suddenly he couldn't go on.

The earphone on his left ear seemed to make a sharp noise, which made his eardrum ache.

With a cold sweat on his body, he dropped his hand and said nothing.