1597: C1597 Enough Is Enough My Waist Is Going to Break!

C1597 Enough Is Enough My Waist Is Going to Break!

Ye Mo Han didn't see any news.

He paid more attention to Xia Jinmian's privacy and never took the initiative to pry into her phone's secrets.

Xia JinMian also never looked at his phone.

This was a tacit understanding between them.

However, Ye Mo Han saw Xia JinMian's sneaky gaze.

He felt that something was wrong and asked, "Who sent you a message?"

Xia Jinmian hesitated for a moment before replying, "Cotton Flower!"

His gaze was avoiding it, clearly lying.

Ye Mo Han's face sank.

"It seems like the lessons from these past few days haven't been enough?"

"Enough, enough! My waist is about to break!"

Xia JinMian immediately surrendered, no longer daring to challenge Ye Mo Han's stamina.

"Alright, I'll admit it. It's [Connection]."

Hearing this name, Ye Mo Han's face darkened.

"Why did she send you a message?"

That sudden surge of hostility even made Xia JinMian feel it.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly as she honestly said, "She wants... the sexy picture of the Ice God."

Ye Mo Han narrowed his eyes, and a cold chill appeared in his eyes.

Xia JinMian immediately handed over his phone, "How about you operate it?"

Ye Mo Han took the phone and saw Xia JinMian and Lian Chao's chat logs.

Other than the message sent by Lian Chao just now.

There were still nine pictures in front of him. Ye Mo had just deleted them from Xia JinMian's phone album.

Ye Mo Han tightly furrowed his brows. He very simply and roughly sent Lian Jiao's name card to Ye Mo Bing.

He also said:

[Add her!] 】

[Take a picture of your sexy self!]

I'm your big brother!

They did not know if they had received any messages, so they did not reply immediately.

Ye Mo Han picked up his phone and sent a message to Ye Mo Bing.

[Immediately execute it! Otherwise, I'll make you pack up and leave the Emperor's Hall!]

At this moment, Ye Mo Bing, who was in the midst of socializing with his clients, received several messages from his sister-in-law. He was simply depressed to death.1

He also stopped socializing with the customers, and directly left with his phone.

He typed a few words:

[If you leave, then leave. Do you think I'm afraid of you?] !】

What a tough sentence!

However, in the next second, he did not dare to send it over. He deleted the sentence and sent it again:

[Okay, big brother.]

Ye Mo Bing's heart was filled with anger!

If it wasn't for the fact that his big brother couldn't afford to offend him, he wouldn't have suffered such grievance!

Now that Di Huan had handed himself over to him, his own film career was already at the edge, yet his big brother actually used this to threaten him!

Alright, using this threat was also better than coming back to deal with him!

Ye Mo Bing returned to the car and opened the business card that his sister-in-law had shared with him.

With a glance, Ye Mo Bing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This was actually one of his hardcore fans!

The name of the business card was: Lian - Ice God - Perky

The profile picture was a picture of him in an ancient costume drama that he had participated in many years ago. He had white hair and a red robe, and he held a long sword in his hand.

He clicked on his WeChat Moments.

Looking down, it was all pictures of him!

Even the nine swimsuit photos that he sent to sister-in-law appeared on her WeChat Moments!

Ye Mo Bing guessed, could it be that sister-in-law used his pictures to hook up with someone, and that person was her?

What was so good about this woman? Was it worth sister-in-law using his photo to hook up with him?

Curious, Ye Mo Bing added her as a friend.

The other party didn't agree after a long time.

Ye Mo Bing added again. The note read: I am Ye Mo Bing!

The other side instantly passed.

Ye Mo Bing first sent a greeting: [Hello.]

There was no reply.

Ye Mo Bing asked again, [I heard you want my sexy photo?]

There was still no reply.

Ye Mo Bing wasn't in a hurry. He put away his phone and ordered the driver to return to the company.

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