Ding Jiaqi sat opposite him, with a few photos on their table. They all knew the men on it, but Ding Jiaqi also knew the women.

He is the most popular young model recently - Ye Xinlan.

"I have no interest in your private life, I'm just doing office work." Ding Jiaqi said lightly, glanced at the photo she had obtained in front of him, and felt irritated.

Since she got these photos from her colleague Xiaoli, her irritability has never stopped. Originally, she was not responsible for the entertainment news. Most of the time, the sections she was responsible for were related to social culture.

But Xiaoli is sick. These photos are the result of her staring at Ye Kexin for two days and one night before she stares at him. This is exclusive. If she does not appear in time, there will be no news value.

So, this matter was exposed to her who usually had a good relationship with Xiaoli.

Even if the relationship is good, she wouldn't have answered it...

Just the object in the photo --

"I'm letting you in and letting you do business." Yin Luo flipped through the documents in his hand, but did not have any thoughts about the photos taken by someone.

When Sun Quan told him that there was a reporter named Ding Jiaqi at the front desk to find him, he was a little stunned. He thought that he and she would not have any contact again.

In fact, he has subconsciously thought of this kind of cognition since the last hot spring hotel.

Even so, it seems that there will be chance encounters again and again.

But today is not a chance encounter.

"Then you should also know the inside story of me coming in to dig out these photos..."

Yin Luo fixed his eyebrows and eyes on the photo, then reached out and took them over. He and Ye Kexin stood together. She held his arm. He looked slightly. Indeed, this angle looked ambiguous.

"What kind of inside story do you want."

Ding Jiaqi took a breath, "Where did you go after you left the business club..."

“Heaven and earth.”

"hotel?"

"kindness."

"Can you tell me the room number..." Ding Jiaqi couldn't say the gloom in her heart. She didn't know what she was struggling with.

“Room a1302.”

Ding Jiaqi raised her head, her beautiful eyes and short and straight hair swept to her ears, and her slanted bangs streaked on her smooth forehead.

Jia glanced at the table. "What did you do inside..."

At this moment, Ding Jiaqi was in a daze. She didn't think she was digging inside information at all, nor did she think she was talking to a business white-collar worker now. At least, in this office, Yin Luo's identity is a business white-collar worker.

She felt that she was a policeman, like interrogating a prisoner, and the prisoner cooperated quite well...

Yin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Guess."

This cold face, cold eyes, and cold mouth spit out these two words, which made Ding Jiaqi a little confused. She swallowed and took a breath. She really felt that there was something wrong with her mind. It was because the person in front of her had several unpleasant interactions with her, and because her opinion of the man in front of her gradually improved...

I actually doubt the authenticity of this photo...

Her mouth bent and her mood was smoothed out. Looking at the recording pen on the table, her tone was a little funny and self-deprecating, "A man and a woman, I'm open a hotel. Can I still play with every family?"

Yin Luo responded, "Since reporter Ding Da can guess, why bother to ask me?"

"I'll ask you to let you know, so that you won't be surprised to see you appear on tomorrow's headlines."

"No, reporter Ding Da must be quite confident in his own understanding, so he naturally needs to do things quickly."

Ding Jiaqi looked at Yin Luo. She always thought that he was not a man who could easily get along with women. Although his identity was a bit suspicious, he could not get along with such a cold and cold face as he had never had any expression in his life.

Obviously, she was wrong. This is the reason why she knew people and didn’t know their hearts.

Ding Jiaqi remembered all his words. In short, it was already kind to her to this point out of all the friendships she had in the past.

"Can I ask another question?"

"Since you have been letting you in, you naturally have to seize the opportunity to have a good time." Yin Luo leaned against the sofa and said lightly.

"Are you dating Ye Kexin or... simple..."

"you guess."

Ding Jiaqi wanted to pick up the coffee cup on the table and throw it on his head. Guess? Guess him, a big-headed ghost!

"I don't care no matter how you write about this. Anyway, I must not be the one who suffers in the end." Yin Luo said.

Ding Jiaqi frowned slightly.

"Reporter Ding Da, you know everything you want to know. Next, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

“Where is the value of this news?”

Ding Jiaqi was stunned for a moment. It was actually a very easy-to-answer question, and it was for any entertainment reporter.

Ye Kexin is a new young model, while Yin Luo is a white-collar worker with a pretty good appearance. Others don’t know, but Ding Jiaqi knows that Yin Luo has some money...

The title of this news can be that the private life of a new young model is disordered, hooking up with young talents, and opening a hotel room overnight until dawn.

It can also be that the big red young model is kept, who is the mysterious and handsome man?

No matter which one it is, it should attract everyone's attention and make everyone's discussion about the protagonist of the photo...

Yin Luo reached out and turned off the recorder and said, "I thought you had always been firm in your eyes, and you thought that in your dream of becoming the editor-in-chief's own magazine, there should be no such third-rate scandal that is stolen."

“…”

"With your ability, aren't these photos enough? Do you still need to come to me personally to verify? I think if you are smart enough, you won't be able to release the four words "Hongri Group"... In this case, I'm fine to make it up randomly with the photos?"

Yin Luo got up, walked back to the desk, sat down, and didn't care what Ding Jiaqi was thinking.

Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips tightly, yes, there was no such thing in her dream, and this kind of inconsistency, only looking at the superficial third-rate scandal, yes, with her ability, could have made Ye Kexin stand at the forefront of the storm, and coming to find him here is just a subconscious mind...

She subconsciously believed that no matter how scumbag he was, he would not have a relationship with such a little star...

"Whether it is worth it, it is not what you say." Ding Jiaqi also got up, picked up the recorder and put it in her bag, "And, my dreams and you are not that good at it. Don't think that you are very familiar with me."

"Don't you, the person I know very well with you?" Yin Luo raised his head and looked indifferent.

Ding Jiaqi pursed her lips.

Why does he look like a stranger every time he sees him? It seems that he does...the person who thinks they have something to do with is her, not him.

"I really disturb you, Mr. Yin Luo."

"I'll remind you." Yin Luo spoke again as she took a step out of the office, "You can write randomly and make randomly, but I hope you can swallow the words Yin Luo and Hongri Group."

Ding Jiaqi frowned slightly, "What, I only realize I'm afraid now."

Yin Luo raised his head slightly, and his expression showed some disdain, "Do you want your good friend Du Rui to have trouble?"

"What do you mean?"

"You should be able to figure it out with a little thought. After all, your media is still targeting that woman, right?"

"Isn't this woman yours?"

"I've said that. Smart people should have their own considerations. If there is nothing else, reporter Ding Da will ask him to go back."

Ding Jiaqi walked out of the office and leaned against the door. She suddenly felt very tight of her chest. Why did she not feel good every time she met him? Why did she feel very impetuous every time she encountered something related to him...

Did she care too much?

But his disdain and eyes, his disappointed tone, his persistence and ideals were judged by himself...

She had nowhere to hide, and wanted to explain, but she felt that there was no such thing as an explanation between them...

Yin Luo in the office, holding a pen, paused slightly, and his documents looked strange at this moment.

If Ding Jiaqi is smart enough, she should know to find Ye Kexin. In that case, she will know that he and Ye Kexin are together and going into the hotel, they are definitely not doing anything between men and women.

Of course, what he and other women are like has nothing to do with her.

He wouldn't explain to her...

Their relationship is even lighter than that of friends.

Ye Kexin was the favorite of the eldest son of the Long family before. If you want to know what news the Long family has received recently, it is the easiest to start from such a woman.

This kind of thing may be easier to do if Yun Nuo or Xia Zixiu is doing it. He lures women into the room and whispers to coax them. Most questions should be able to come to a conclusion.

But when he arrived at him, he could not think of anything other than violent means.

So Ye Kexin's current state is not impressive.

But fortunately, he had already obtained all the information he deserved.

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In the Paris Buddha Bar Hotel, Du Rui stood at the entrance of the corridor and met Jing Qian, who had just walked out of the elevator.

"..." Jing Qian had nowhere to escape, so he had to raise his hand, "Sister-in-law, what a coincidence..."

"Come on?" Du Rui narrowed his eyes, then hurriedly approached him, "Tell me, when did you come?"

"Today, I just came today."
To be continued...