Yan Mofei only looked at it for a few seconds, and then said, "I'm done, it's time for me to go back."
Ke Ziyu was anxious: "No, you've only been here for a short time. We finally get together, why don't you spend a few more days with me?"
"The pigs on your farm have been replaced with new ones. It's time for you to take care of them."
Ke Ziyu nodded: "This won't affect my playing with you. Take a few days off, the old man will be happy to help."
"Why don't you come to my place with me? I can work and play with you at the same time."
Ke Ziyu thought about it. Yan Mofei's visit to his place had already made the other bitches howl with envy. If he really went back with Yan Mofei, wouldn't they all come along the internet and tear him apart?
These people can really do it.
"Haha, when you have time, let's get together again."
After the three people left, the paparazzi who were blending into the green belt breathed a sigh of relief.
When Yan Mofei looked at him just now, his heart almost stopped.
He was clearly more than ten meters away, so far away, and he was so well hidden that even a passing dog couldn't recognize that there was a person here.
But the paparazzi felt that when Yan Mofei looked over, he had discovered him.
"It's terrifying, so terrifying. He doesn't feel like a human being, but like a god who can control everything."
The more this happened, the more the paparazzi felt that Yan Mofei might be the owner behind the "Baogua La" account.
With his abilities, he can do more to expose the truth.
And after his professional investigation, and the results obtained by hiring someone to investigate at great expense, it was found that Yan Mofei was indeed the prince of the Yan family and the only heir.
With his power, it is not a problem for him to create a high-end technology whistleblower group.
After Yan Mofei left, he immediately followed. Now he did nothing but watch Yan Mofei's every move.
After Yan Mofei returned to his residence, Ke Ziyu was busy with something else, and Yang Xiaoli started preparing other things for him. He was left alone in the room.
In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the setting sun swept down, bathing his entire body in warmth.
Yan Mofei stood at the window and looked out. On a building several dozen meters away, a figure was crouching behind a wall. There was only a small hole in the wall, and a telescope was set up inside, facing Yan Mofei's residence.
Yan Mofei's gaze was looking there. He thought that his hiding was perfect, but he didn't expect that his every move was completely controlled by Yan Mofei.
Yan Mofei also investigated all his information clearly.
Feng Pengpeng, 38, is a top paparazzi with exceptional photography and tracking abilities. Once he sets his sights on someone, there's nothing he can't dig up.
He has a strong intuition and rigorous analytical ability. Basically, as long as he feels something is wrong, he will immediately investigate through clues and he will always find the truth.
The amount of materials that passed through his hands was at least several thousand, but he never showed up in person. He always left it to others to do, or did it in secret.
And recently, he has been targeting Yan Mofei.
And his trumpet for breaking news.
"Excellent! He was able to analyze everything happening around him and suspect me, even under the system's cover. I have to say, he's quite capable."
It's a pity that the system's capabilities are too powerful, so powerful that there is no reason for it.
As long as he doesn't commit suicide by personally going to the other party to admit that he was the one who leaked the information, no one else will know about it.
They don't have a great system like me, with all kinds of special abilities, so they can reveal information anytime and anywhere, whether they are at home or on the road.
Even if someone comes to look through his phone and computer, as long as he doesn't want them to find out, there will be a system to cover it up. Even if they search the sky thoroughly and take apart all the parts, they will not be able to find out.
"It's a pity that it's destined to be in vain."
Paparazzi Feng Pengpeng saw Yan Mofei looking at him again, his eyes were so firm, so firm, as if he could really find his location with just one glance.
"How is that possible? This time, we were nearly a hundred meters apart. No matter how powerful he was, there was no way he could detect my presence.
What's more, he had handled everything well, leaving only a small hole, and his telescope was also specially treated and the angle was right, so there was no problem of reflection.
He saw Yan Mofei's mouth move. He knew some lip reading and could judge what the other person said by the shape of his mouth.
But just as he was concentrating on analyzing it, his mind suddenly froze, as if something had blurred the words. When he looked again, it had become, "What should we have for dinner tonight? Braised baby carp, stir-fried baby carp, or grilled baby carp? It can't be steamed; it's not tasty."
Feng Pengpeng was speechless. What was so delicious about little carp? You're the son of a big boss, so rich, you should buy a few more, cook them in dozens of different ways, and try them all!
Then, Yang Xiaoli entered the scene. Smiling, she fed a piece of sweet green pear to Yan Mofei's mouth, and watched him eat it in one bite, her smile instantly becoming sweet.
Yan Mofei continued: "How can we eat it well?"
Yang Xiaoli blinked and said, "Boss, how do you eat it? What do you want to eat?"
Yan Mofei continued to look at her, and suddenly his fingers gently stroked Yang Xiaoli's mouth: "Let's stir-fry."
Then the curtains were drawn, and at the moment they were drawn, Feng Pengpeng saw Yan Mofei leaning over.
He was speechless for a moment: "The world of the rich, I am too narrow-minded. It turns out that this carp is not that carp."
As Yan Mofei savored the carp, he thought, "I need to find a way to dispel the other party's doubts." Although the system said that as long as he didn't say anything, no one would find out.
But having such a tail makes it inconvenient for him to do things.
He is not a bad person. Even though he has the ability, he cannot just kill people directly.
"Woo woo." Yang Xiaoli felt that the boss was a little different today. He was exploring areas that he had never been to before. His eyes widened instantly.
Is she finally going to be like Sister Qiao Qiao and the others?
I don't know why, but I'm a little excited.
Yang Xiaoli was so excited that he even limped as he walked. He stared at the suitcase in a daze.
"Boss, I can't lift it anymore."
She felt aggrieved. She didn't expect this thing to have such a strong effect. She enjoyed it so much at night that she forgot she had to go home during the day.
Yan Mofei gently combed her bangs and placed a kiss on her smooth, white forehead. This girl appeared carefree, but she was actually quite strong. But if things got really tough, she'd be very fragile.
When he treated Yang Xiaoli, he was already the most gentle and restrained.
Then, he squatted slightly: "Come up by yourself."
"Boss." Yang Xiaoli blinked her watery eyes and climbed onto Yan Mofei's back obediently. Mmm, I feel so safe.
With a suitcase in hand and a small assistant on his back, he set off on his return journey under Ke Ziyu's envious and jealous gaze.
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