Snort with a sneer, yes, how could the young master of night not achieve what he wants?

I didn't expect that the usually domineering man would use a pink profile picture, either muffled or unique in taste, but enlarged, it turned out to be a girl's back.

The girl was under a large pink cherry blossom tree, facing the light. As the wind blew, it lifted the petals and the hem of the girl's skirt.

The scene is familiar, the figure is familiar.

How could it feel so familiar?

I just can't recall that since being poisoned by the new toxin, I've lost my childhood memories, and looking at the girl's back, she's probably about ten years old...

Was that girl Lila?

She was standing at the kitchen door, neither standing nor going forward, so she whispered, "Madam, I'll go and tell the kitchen to deal with the crabs first."

Diana nodded, her eyes still fixed on the screen of her phone.

Who on earth is it?

My head was burning with thought, and my fingers rubbed against my temples. Who was she, I decided to delete the profile picture in my contacts.

Strange, why did I delete it several times and get no response! ?

Try to delete an insignificant person from your contacts, but it's easy to do so.

Is it a program glitch or...

Alaric did it?

Not only did he shamelessly insist on adding her, but he also made it impossible for her to delete him...

What a scoundrel!

She leaned lazily against the door, her long, silky, brownish hair scattered across her back, her anger faintly spreading, and she bit her lower lip unconsciously, her rosy lip leaving faint tooth marks.

There was nothing on the home page except photos, so what if he added her on wechat! ?

Photo?

I frowned hard and suddenly remembered something. I immediately clicked into my homepage...

Sure enough, most of the pictures on the homepage are of Alaric, the way he eats, frowns, glares angrily, sleeps...

Judging from the Angle and the light, it's undoubtedly a sneak shot.

He didn't like taking pictures and would fly into a rage when he found out he had been secretly photographed. There was once a journalist who risked his life to secretly photograph and ended up as a snack for a pack of wolves.

Remembering that she used to like him, she risked her life sneaking into his bedroom and taking pictures while he was asleep...

She never wanted anyone else to know about such disgraceful things.

Flipping through photos...

It turns out that this is how he used to be, and every photograph conveys the girlish heart of the person whose heart is brimming.

Now, when I look back again, I feel that he is arrogant and overconfident in the photos, so I delete them one by one!

At this moment, Ye Group, the man leans against the black leather boss chair.

With a mobile phone in his hand, he glared intently as the photos vanished.

He had never visited her homepage before, let alone looked at it, and this time he felt an uncontrollable surprise in his heart.

If it weren't for seeing his pictures, combined with her performance these days, he almost suspected that her previous infatuation with him was just an illusion.

It's obvious that this woman is playing hard to get him!

But the next second, the photos are disappearing one by one!

"What's going on?"

"madam secretly took pictures of Young Master..." "

How dare the young lady secretly take pictures of the young master!

The journalist who secretly filmed the young master last time was dismembered by the wolves. I hope the young master will remember the old feelings and not be too cruel to the young lady...

"Is that what I'm asking you? ?"

"I ask you how the photo is gone!"

For a moment, David couldn't figure out what the young master was thinking. He looked at the phone screen again, trembling with fear, and said, "This happens when the photos are deleted."

Bang! Alaric slammed the phone on the table with his back hand: "You mean she deleted my photo?"

"Too... It's also possible that the technical department just added you to the Young Lady's friend list by accident...

"By accident? Check! If it's the technical department 's fault, just get them paid and get out.'

"... Yes!"

"Wait!"

David remained as if he were about to step out, not daring to move any further.

"The media loves to spread rumors. As Mr. Alaric's wife, you have the responsibility to maintain the reputation of the House of Owen. You know how to handle it!"

"Yes."

……

Manor

Diana stood in front of the counter with her back to the light, her naturally slightly curly black hair reaching her waist, her head slightly lowered, with a few strands of hair hanging down, and she focused on pinching the soup dumplings in her hand.

The servant standing not far away was secretly amazed. The young lady's concentrated look was simply breathtaking...

The soup dumplings in her hand were created by her, and each one, whether in shape or size, seemed to have been precisely measured and made into a work of art by her, not at all like the first time. The young lady's talent in cooking was superior to others.

The servant, unable to insert her hands, she could only stand by and watch: "Young lady, your hands are so dexterous and the soup dumplings are so beautiful."

"Go and get a food container." She was going to wrap the soup in a lunch box and put it in the fridge so that she could take it out and steam it when she was ready to eat.

The servant turned to get the fresh-keeping box, and at this moment, quite a few more crabs were steamed out of the kitchen: "Madam, it seems there are too many crabs steamed."

"Leave them there." Diana wasn't surprised.

The servant couldn't figure out why there were so many crabs steamed in the crab roe dumplings when the filling was already enough. He couldn't see how much the young master loved crab roe.

Diana wrapped up her hands and walked out of the kitchen, where she saw David coming towards her in a dusty manner:

"Madam."

Diana subconsciously looked behind him, not seeing Alaric: "What's the matter?"

"The technical department found that the photos on your wechat Moments homepage were deleted and suspected hacking, so please give your phone to your subordinates for inspection."

"No need. I deleted the photos."

"This..." He sent people to the technical department to investigate, and the technical department manager guaranteed it with his head. They wouldn't dare to delete Mr. Alaric's photo even if they had a hundred guts, so he went back to the estate to check the phone, and unexpectedly the young lady confessed...

If the young master finds out...

"What? I don't even have the right to delete a few photos?"

"Well, you deleted 72 photos in total." Not a few...

"Your math teacher teaches very well." "

"......" David smiled awkwardly: "Master asked you to upload the photo again."

"I deleted the photo completely, and how could such an ugly photo have the nerve to show up on my homepage!"

"......" Mr. Alaric is actually being looked down upon as ugly? Mr. Alaric is the most handsome man in Warsaw and even in the country. If Mr. Alaric were called ugly, there would be no good-looking man in the world.

Fortunately, Mr. Alaric didn't come. Otherwise, he would have been so angry that he spat blood.

"Anyway, there's no one in my circle of friends to stir up a big stir."

"The young lady is saying it, but the media is everywhere and likes to make up rumors. You have already questioned your relationship with Mr. Alaric. Now at this critical juncture, if something goes wrong again, I'm afraid..."

"I do have a bad relationship with Alaric. What's there to question about that? You might as well advise your young master, why give up a whole forest for hanging one tree."

“……”

"I've deleted the photo completely and can't upload it again." Saying that, he lifted his foot and was about to leave.

"You can shoot and send again..." David followed closely behind.

"No time!"

"Then please give your phone to your subordinate, and I'll have someone restore your photo..."

"Why should I give you my phone?" Diana stopped and glared at him discontentedly.

David was already sweating profusely. If it were in the past, the young lady would have cherished those photos and would never have deleted them.

Even if he did accidentally delete them, he would have asked him to help restore them and would have politely said thank you.

It must be his illusion. How could he think that the madam now... More difficult to handle than the young master...

"This is what the young master means..." "

"No, that's my intention!"

"......" David coughed awkwardly. "If so, then I'm sorry, madam."

Having said that, he snatched the phone from Diana's hand when she was unprepared.