Chapter 1383: Who stole my files?

Of course, these words Zhao Kun only dared to shout in his heart, but he could only suppress the real emotions in person, and did not dare to offend Xiao Qichen at all.
After all, what his current situation is good is to fall in love with Ci Tianyin. To put it awkwardly, everything he currently has and everything he wants in the future can only be obtained by a woman like Ci Shi and Ci Tianyin!
It was so easy to get out of his head, and when he was in a position where he might not have been able to reach it after decades of struggle, Zhao Kun would not allow anyone, including himself, to destroy everything he had finally gotten without self-esteem!
Through the phone screen, Xiao Qichen, who had already walked up the stairs, saw the distorted expression on Zhao Kun’s face, as well as the emotions of jealousy, anger and caution in his eyes. There was a sneer in his heart. When he turned his head from the stairs, his There was a hint of doubt and impatience on the face: "Everyone is like this, why do you have to wear it? I just like his style? Is there any problem?"
Facing Xiao Qichen's three consecutive questions, Zhao Kun's expression became even more exciting.
After turning from black to red and then to purple, Zhao Kun, who had already regretted asking this question on the impulse just now, burst into unspeakable anger.
It's a pity that he couldn't take back what he said before. Faced with Xiao Qichen who answered him so confidently and confidently, Zhao Kun could only bury his deep disapproval, and be more careful to confirm Xiao Qichen's emotions. He began to think about how Xiao Qichen, the'Miss Qianjin', would get angry.
After taking a few deep breaths, from the height of Xiao Qichen's standing, Zhao Kun's chest was clearly undulating and panting. The playfulness in his eyes became deeper. Obviously, he caught Zhao Kun's explosive point. It's very accurate.
As long as Zhao Kun has a slight offensive language, Xiao Qichen will start to suppress him without mercy, until Zhao Kun honestly follows his idea to walk the plot line this time.
Reluctantly lifting the corner of his mouth again, Zhao Kun tried his best to control his facial muscles without any resistance twitches, and then softly said to Xiao Qichen again: "Don't be angry, I don't mean anything else, just thinking that there are many more in China. Local people cannot afford to eat or buy new clothes. I was thinking, maybe we can use unnecessary expenses for charity to help these people..."
The more Zhao Kun talks about it, the more he feels regained his confidence, because he believes that this point of view is tenable, and it can also reflect his goodness and not forgetting the original. Therefore, Zhao Kun's expression finally became more natural and better.
However, the side he wanted to show was destined to not be received by the people on the stairs.
"We are making charity donations every year?! Does this conflict with my clothes purchase?!" Impatient and disapproval flashed across Xiao Qichen's face: "I am really tired now, if there is nothing else to say , I'll go back and rest first, and you can do your own thing."
That's what I said, but Xiao Qichen actually didn't give Zhao Kun a chance to speak again. He went straight upstairs and disappeared at the end of the stairs.
Zhao Kun wanted to chase him, but he didn't expect what he could say after he caught up. It happened that the door behind him heard another movement, and at the same time a thick baritone also came from behind him: "Hey...Tianyin You are still spoiled by me, Xiao Zhao, don't take it to your heart."