My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

He opened the photo album in Chung Sen's phone and looked at the photo album.    

When he saw the same photo his mother had received, Ye Junhao paused and looked up at Chung Sen. His eyes were sharp and cold. Chung Sen could not help but shiver when he saw Chung Sen looking at him like that.    

He felt guilty.    

Chung Sen did not dare to look at him.    

Don't look away.    

"The person who sent those photos to my mom is you, right?"    

Ye Junhao held Chung Sen's phone and slapped Chung Sen's face. "And those few synthesized photos. Who gave them to you? It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I can find out. "    

"I don't know what you are talking about. What photos are you talking about?"    

Chung Sen wasn't stupid enough to admit it.    

Even if Ye Junhao suspected him, Ye Junhao had not investigated it thoroughly yet.    

He deleted all the photos taken with Chuchen from Chung Sen's phone. After that, he put Chung Sen's phone into the cup.    

Chung Sen:... "    

Did he have to be so cruel?    

He had already deleted all the photos, and he still wanted to soak his phone in water.    

"Because of you, my wife's phone was soaked in water. How can I let the culprit's phone be fine?"    

Ye Junhao did not feel guilty at all when he soaked his rival's phone in water.    

"I didn't send a photo to your mother. I don't even know what happened. Ye Junhao, did you make Chuchen suffer?"    

Chung Sen asked loudly.    

"Mr. Chung, I said that I don't want men other than my family to call my wife by her name. You better change your words. Otherwise, if I hear it once, I will use my method to correct Mr. Chung's mistakes."    

"What do you want?"    

"Slap!"    

Ye Junhao raised his hand and slapped.    

One side of Chung Sen's face was swollen at a visible rate.    

"Actually, I want to cut my tongue. Without your tongue, you won't be called Chuchen. Considering that cutting your tongue is against the law, I didn't dirty my own hands for someone like you."    

Ye Junhao took a tissue and wiped his hands. "Mr. Chung's face is too greasy. My hands are dirty."    

Chung Sen was angry.    

Did he have to wash his face clean and let Ye Junhao slap him?    

"Are you sure he doesn't have Eldest Young Madame's photo in him? Did you get the film?"    

The bodyguards nodded in agreement.    

Ye Junhao motioned for the bodyguards to let Chung Sen go.    

He folded Chuchen's photo neatly. Some of the photos were hugged. The bodyguards cut Chung Sen's photo into pieces and only kept Chuchen safe.    

The photos were all stuffed into his pocket. Ye Junhao warned Chung Sen, "Mr. Chung, let me know that you are conspiring behind the scenes again. Small tricks, ruining my marriage with Chuchen, making my family misunderstand Chuchen unjustly. It is not something that can be settled with one slap. "    

After warning Chung Sen, Ye Junhao strode out of the room.    

His bodyguards immediately followed him.    

Chung Sen was angry and resentful, but there was nothing he could do.    

Ye Junhao's actions did not constitute a crime. He could not call the police to deal with it.    

Ye Junhao walked out of the shop and ordered a bodyguard coldly, "Investigate where Chung Sen's start-up funds come from."    

After Chung Sen left Jin City, he did not have a good life outside. Although he was also starting a business, before business could start, he ran back. He only came back for a few days, and he already had the money to rent such a big store to do business.    

Where did the money come from?    

There was a problem.    

Ye Junhao wanted to know who was helping Chung Sen and him fight for Chuchen behind his back.    

Luckily, Chuchen was really wholeheartedly following him, or else Chung Sen could easily kidnap Chuchen.    

Ye Junhao was very glad that Chuchen had such a strange long dream. It made her realize and cherish him.