The man chuckled softly, then suddenly let go of his mischievous hand and held Diana in his arms, causing her to think she was going to fall, and subconsciously clung to his neck.

Only then did they realize it was just a man's vulgar prank...

In the eyes of others, the young master of House of Owen was in a great mood, teasing his young wife, but she knew that his unusual behavior today might be another attempt to achieve some purpose by any means.

How could a man like him, who is so arrogant and self-centered, be truly kind to anyone? He just plays with you like a puppy when he's happy, and looks at you as tiresome as before when he's unhappy...

A black motorhome was parked arrogantly at the main entrance of the company. The door was opened, and the luxury inside was comparable to that of a top hotel.

Diana was carried into the car, and the two of them were like conjoined twins, still being held even in the car seat.

"It's just the two of us here. Can you put me down now?"

"What? Don't like it? Alaric pressed her back to keep her from moving.

"I don't like it. I hate the heat!"

"Set the air conditioning to the lowest." Alaric instructed the driver.

“……”

"What's the situation with your phone?" " Alaric didn't let her go, and the words were apparently addressed to David in the passenger seat.

To avoid being disturbed, the driver's seat and the back seat were already separated by a partition, and Alaric pressed the built-in intercom.

"Sent to the technical department, photos..." David paused guiltily and then said, "The technical department said the photos have been restored as soon as possible, but since the young lady was completely removed, it will be difficult to restore them. It won't take at least ten days or half a month."

"Ten days and half a month?" Alaric's voice turned a few degrees cold: "I want the exact time."

"Uh... Ten days..."

Diana squinted her eyes. The technical team of the House of Owen Group, the world's top computer experts, capable of destroying the global financial order and rebuilding the new world pattern, now restoring just a few dozen photos, would it take ten days?

The phone is in his hands, time is up to him, too lazy to contend with him.

Diana's face darkened: "Tell them not to touch my phone."

"A lot of programs are temporarily unavailable because the SIM card has been removed... Madam, rest assured that no one dares to do anything without Master's orders."

Alaric hung up the walkie-talkie, pinched Diana's chin and forced her to make eye contact with him: "I'm really afraid of my phone being looked at."

"I said I don't like people messing around with my stuff."

"Photo restoration takes time."

In other words, the phone won't be returned to her until at least ten days later...

Fortunately, when the SIM card is removed, the wechat chat records are all on the SIM card and he should not be able to see them for the time being...

The breath that had been held up finally loosened, and the tense face turned into a clever smile: "I heard it. We're at the hotel. You go in first."

"What?"

We agreed to take a sneak peek. I can't be made to do it so blatantly. Only when you take a photo casually and secretly can you capture the most natural state under the lens.

"Really?"

"Of course, aren't you trying to hint on the public platform that our marital relationship is stable? Is it not your intention that the media, through the lens, sense Mr. Alaric's wife's infatuation with Mr. Alaric?

This man loves face. Even if he doesn't like you, he likes to let others know that you are devoted to him.

This sentence really made him happy.

"That makes sense." Alaric stared at her meaningfully, suddenly so well-behaved?

She had her hair tied up in a ponytail today, revealing a smooth forehead, with a few strands of fine hair loosely falling on both sides.

She wore a white T-shirt and wide-leg pants, simple yet with the most intriguing charm he had ever seen.

There was no seductive pose, but it was enough to make one unable to look away.

Damn it, now just smelling the scent wafting from her, I can't hold back my impulses!

It's been more than once.

If it weren't for the door being pulled open by the doorman at the hotel, he would have got her here anyway today.

He kissed her on the ear and looked at her face, which was instantly filled with rage, the wildcat showed its claws again.

With a low smile, he let go of her with great interest and got out of the car first.

Diana watched Alaric walk into the dining room, let out a sigh of relief, and slumped into the car seat. Just now, Alaric had been staring at her so intently that she thought her little trick had been seen through...

The Soho Hotel is the most luxurious hotel in Warsaw, located on the top of Mountain, with a winding mountain road and a castle-like hotel shape, offering a panoramic view of the entire city from every corner.

Just now, I was so absorbed in dealing with Alaric that I didn't notice that the place he arranged for the meal was actually here.

Escaping on the mountain is, of course, more difficult than in a busy city.

With the phone in hand, walk towards the hotel. The restaurant is on the right side of the first floor. Through the long corridor, the restaurant is set up in the open-air verandas, where you can not only enjoy the cityscape but also look up at the white clouds that seem within reach.

With bodyguards following her, she could only pretend to hold up her phone, with the camera pointing towards Alaric in the distance.

In the lens, the man sits lazily at the table, with the most beautiful view of the city behind him as a backdrop.

He held the wine glass gracefully, with a charming expression, without the need for a deliberate pose, every movement and micro-expression could stand alone as a painting.

Just looking at his appearance, he is indeed good-looking, and it's no wonder that so many socialites, knowing he's married, are still attracted to him.

The restaurant was empty and the waiters had to stand far aside and were only allowed to move forward when the guests needed it.

Before Diana could press the shutter, her phone rang and there was a wechat message on the screen, which she intended to remove but unfortunately clicked --

It was a screenshot of a wechat message with Lillian submitting a friend request through Alaric, along with the caption: What an honor!!

Three words, three exclamation marks, exude Lillian's joy all over the screen.

Everyone knows that Alaric never takes the initiative to add others on wechat, but this time he added Lillian.

Without exception, a flood of explosive comments followed the trend and immediately lost the heat of the apology message in the morning...

Diana smiles wryly and says she's trying to prove the stability of her marital relationship with a photo taken secretly. Who is she slapping in the face?

She has no interest in doing such a stupid thing...

Without taking a single photo, she resolutely put her phone away.

A few waitresses walked along the corridor, glancing at Diana from time to time. Their whispers were particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

Diana didn't care, glancing at the two bodyguards: "I'm going to the restroom."

"Master wants us to follow you..."

Diana didn't expect to send them away so easily either.

Tacitly let them follow, and as they approached the whispering waiter, they scattered like birds and beasts.

.......

Office on the eighteenth floor of the Sully hotel's Hotel

A uniformed waitress, as soon as she got out of the elevator, hurriedly knocked on the door of the housekeeping manager. When she got a response from inside, she hurriedly went in:

"Manager, just now we saw a woman secretly taking pictures of our guests on the porch of the restaurant..."

"Send security guards to catch the person and delete her phone photo. Do you need to ask me for permission for such a small matter?"

"But there were two bodyguards following the woman... And she claimed to be Mr. Alaric's wife..."