Chapter 3: Securing the Evidence

Qin Zi Mo forcefully pushed her back into the Closet, covered her mouth, and scolded in a pressed voice, "Are you crazy? Even if you're a Qiao Family daughter who lacks neither money nor power, is cheating and getting caught something worth bragging about? She didn't even notice; you want to go on the pole and confess? What if you hide here for a night as if you were just sleeping? You don't want a reputation, I still want a reputation!"

Qin Zi Mo was inexplicably irritated; Qiao An is young and also has a lively personality, so she tends to act impulsively and get emotionally worked up when things happen.

He suddenly thought of Song Huan Yan's cool temperament; although being with her is rather bland, she remains unflappable at all times, calm and composed, and looks after the big picture.

Nothing like Qiao An, who can scare the soul out of a person.

If it were Song Huan Yan now, she would definitely look after the big picture and be very obedient.

At that moment, a knock sounded suddenly, and Song Huan Yan's voice was cool, "Not done yet?"

Qin Zi Mo instantly became extremely nervous and immediately told Qiao An, "Be quiet, don't make a sound, or everyone will be finished!"

Song Huan Yan pushed the door open.

Qin Zi Mo hurriedly closed the Closet door, but was so frightened his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stay standing.

If caught on the spot by Song Huan Yan, his status as a drama king would be over!

Everything he has would be completely destroyed!

"Yan Yan!" Qin Zi Mo hurried forward, intercepted Song Huan Yan, forcing a smile, "Alright, alright."

Song Huan Yan looked at him indifferently, "But you didn't take anything? Do you want… me to help you…"

"No!" Qin Zi Mo hurriedly said, "No… not needed. Grab a piece of Underwear, quickly. Wait for me."

Qin Zi Mo's heart rose to his throat, and he hurried to get the Underwear.

Fortunately the Underwear wasn't in the Closet where Qiao An was staying, and Qiao An made no sound, presumably because she was persuaded.

Qin Zi Mo grabbed any one, hurried forward to pull Song Huan Yan, "Alright, let's go."

Song Huan Yan dodged his hand, her cool, pleasant voice saying, "Why are you all sweaty, nervous?"

Qin Zi Mo said, "Of course, of course. We've been dating so long… Anyway, Yan Yan, we're going out, wait for me ten minutes."

He also didn't dare to say overly affectionate words, fearing to provoke Qiao An in the Closet.

Song Huan Yan faintly pursed her lips, "So nervous, I thought someone was hidden in the room."

That sentence scared Qin Zi Mo to the point his soul left his body.

"How could that be, what nonsense," Qin Zi Mo forced himself to stay calm.

Song Huan Yan nodded, then suddenly asked, "Do you love me?"

"Of course!" Qin Zi Mo instinctively replied, but stopped.

Song Huan Yan remained that cool, but there was a faint hint of a smile.

She was like that, even her smile was extremely faint.

"How much do you love me?" Song Huan Yan asked again, her cool eyes seemingly holding a faint hopeful light.

Qin Zi Mo wanted to get her out quickly, but faced with that gaze, he couldn't help sinking.

She might also be nervous, because tonight she intends to give herself to him.

Qin Zi Mo concluded that Qiao An must have compromised and wouldn't come out.

He could only patiently coax Song Huan Yan, "Very much."

Originally Qin Zi Mo was good at coaxing people, but now he only said two words.

Song Huan Yan also deduced that Qiao An was probably hiding in the Closet.

However Song Huan Yan wasn't interested in catching Qiao An in the act; she came in deliberately just to scare the two.

If Qiao An doesn't come out herself, she won't go forward to tear her own dignity.

She, Song Huan Yan, cares about face.

"Hmm." Song Huan Yan nodded, said no more, and turned to leave.

Qin Zi Mo followed beside her, and only after they left the Wardrobe Room and closed the door did he sigh in relief.

He only then dared to say to Song Huan Yan, "Baby, wash together?"

Song Huan Yan, disgusted to death, said indifferently, "I've already washed."

After saying that, she walked toward the bedside.

She was so indifferent, yet the words she said were lethal to a man.

"Then wait for me. I'll be ready right away," Qin Zi Mo began to get excited.

Song Huan Yan sat on the bedside, nodded, "Hmm, wash cleanly."

Qin Zi Mo's eyes were profoundly deep, his Adam's apple moving, "Got it."

Watching his hurried dash to the bathroom, Song Huan Yan felt both nauseous and amused.

When he entered the bathroom and closed the door, Song Huan Yan immediately took his phone from the nightstand and unlocked it.

She had both Qin Zi Mo's fingerprint and facial recognition data for his phone.

From that disgusting conversation earlier, Qin Zi Mo and Qiao An must have been together for a while.

Perhaps it started from the first drama they collaborated on, which was almost a year ago.

So there must be some trace between them, definitely!

She wants to obtain this evidence!

Song Huan Yan, at top speed, checked Qin Zi Mo's WeChat, QQ and other messaging apps, as well as various email accounts, but found nothing.

His phone was very clean, so it offered her no defense.

Song Huan Yan slightly furrowed her brows, "Impossible, there must be some trace, otherwise how did they communicate?"

Song Huan Yan suddenly thought of a dual system!

She opened the phone settings, and indeed there was one!

Song Huan Yan quickly switched the system and entered WeChat; she found it, and there was only Qiao An as a contact.

Song Huan Yan opened the chat window, her gaze as cold as ice.

Sure enough, the two of them got together while collaborating on the first drama.

Their chat messages read like a loving couple, calling each other husband and wife; not only sweet words, but also all sorts of lewd remarks.

Song Huan Yan picked up her phone to take a photo, and was actually grateful that the evidence was so complete.

After quickly snapping the picture, Song Huan Yan hid the photo, then switched Qin Zi Mo's phone back to its original system, and placed the phone back on the bedside table where it had been.

Those lewd remarks made Song Huan Yan feel nauseous; they were things Qin Zi Mo would never dare to say to her.

So do all men like this?

Song Huan Yan's gaze was icy; Qin Zi Mo, you will pay the price you deserve.

Qin Zi Mo finished his shower and stepped out, only to see that there was no one on the bed at all.

His expression instantly hardened, and he hurried anxiously to the Wardrobe Room, but it was empty as well.

Qin Zi Mo frowned.

While showering, he recalled Song Huan Yan's flawless beauty, Ice Skin Jade Bones, which was supposed to completely submit to him tonight; his mind was already racing, but now she was nowhere to be found.

Agitated and confused, Qin Zi Mo grabbed his phone and called Song Huan Yan.

Song Huan Yan, calmly driving, saw the call and switched to speaker.

Qin Zi Mo said, "I'm all done with the shower, baby, where did you go? In the Living Room? Are you hungry and looking for something to eat? I'll come down right away."

Song Huan Yan's face was wrapped in cold, and her voice was even colder: "There's an urgent matter at home that made me have to go back."

Qin Zi Mo's enthusiasm was doused like a bucket of ice water, and he angrily blurted out, "Song Huan Yan..."

Song Huan Yan cut him off, "I'm driving."

After saying that, she hung up and turned off the phone.

Furious, Qin Zi Mo smashed his phone, turned to the Wardrobe Room, opened the Closet, and demanded of Qiao An, "Did she catch you?"

Given Song Huan Yan's cool demeanor, even if she discovered Qiao An, she wouldn't make a scene; she would simply slip away quietly.

Her attitude just now really seemed as if she had discovered something.

Qiao An frowned, "No, after you left with her, no one has been to the Wardrobe Room."

Qin Zi Mo pulled Qiao An out of the Closet, "Alright, you should hurry home as well."

Qiao An protested, "Brother Mo, what do you mean? You didn't manage to sleep with her and you're taking it out on me? She's a CEO Assistant—what does that compare to me?"