Su Jingen walked into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. Finally, she bent down, scooped up a handful of water with her small hands, and splashed it on her face.

Su Jingen, Su Jingen, wake up and don't mess around.

After reciting it three times in her head, she walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

She wanted something lighter, so she decided to cook the millet porridge.

Once she made up her mind, she began to operate.

After about half an hour, her millet porridge was finally completed.

"Young Master Wei, the sun is about to scorch your ass. Hurry up and get up to eat breakfast." Su Jingen knocked on the bedroom door, "I made the limited edition congee personally."

Wei Jinghan, who was inside, did not answer her.

Su Jingen didn't bother to shout anymore. If he didn't come, that would be great. She was afraid that he would come and snatch the food.

She returned to the table and began to taste the millet porridge she had meticulously cooked.

Su Jingen couldn't help but feel sad for Wei Jinghan in her heart.

At this moment, Wei Jinghan was wearing a long black robe as he walked over. His slender legs were leisurely walking forward.

"Young Master Wei's figure is pretty good." Su Jingen's eyes lit up.

Although Wei Jinghan's heart was restless, his expression was as calm as usual. He did not pay any attention to Su Jingen.

He had just suppressed his emotions, so he couldn't get too excited right now.

"Young Master Wei is so aloof, we're all ignoring him." Su Jingen pouted and complained about his indifference. "Big sister was praising you just now."

As if she was unwilling, Su Jingen wanted to say something more rogue in order to make his mask break.

She was the type of person who walked on mountains knowing they had tigers.

The two of them sat quietly as they ate. The atmosphere between them was a little awkward.

After eating, Su Jingen very consciously started to clean up the dishes.

She had been hoping that Wei Jinghan, a person who didn't touch the Yang Spring Water, would wash the dishes. She could only do it herself and treat it as doing good deeds.

After all, he was under the eaves of his house. How could he not lower his head?

When Wei Jinghan saw how self-aware she was, his eyebrows slightly raised. Could it be that the sun was rising from the west today?

How could he know that Su Jingen was just too lazy to engage in a meaningless argument with him, the Chef General, who could not take care of himself in his life?

After cleaning everything up, Su Jingen changed into a new set of clothes and prepared to leave.

She also had a miniature monitor and recorder in her pocket, just in case she needed it.

Today, the boss sent her a task — secretly photographing the evidence of an unfaithful actress.

This actress was called Lillian, and her original name was Lillian. She was a pretty girl from Xinjiang, with a pretty face that was slightly west of the country and delicate features.

A few years ago, she had acted in a movie and her acting skills weren't bad. At this moment, she had become very popular in both the north and south of the Great River.

But she was still young and did not understand love, and soon fell in love with a rich second generation, then quickly married.

Since then she has faded from the screen and disappeared into the entertainment industry.

I heard last year that she was back, but before her fame fell, the scripts she took were all minor characters.

Su Jingen touched her chin and thought, could this be a play that she acted out herself and wanted to use the rumors to turn red?

When he thought about it carefully, he realized that something wasn't quite right.

The popularity of this negative news shouldn't be a bonus for her, it should be a ban.

It seems that the buyer who placed the order was someone else.

Su Jingen sighed. In fact, she herself had been a fan of Lillian. Not only was Lillian's acting skills superb, she was also extremely beautiful in the Western Regions.

He didn't think that he would have to secretly film the evidence of his idol's cheating. He didn't know if he should be happy or sad.

Su Jingen put on her shoes in the hall and opened the door, preparing to leave.

"What are you going to do?" Wei Jinghan asked.

She was wearing casual clothes and a peaked cap, giving her a mysterious look.

"Hehe, elder sister is going to work. You can stay home and look after the house." Su Jingen blinked at him, then lowered the brim of her hat. "Sister will be back soon."

Before he could finish his sentence, the door had already slammed shut.

Wei Jinghan shook his head helplessly. He picked up his phone and called Chen Wang, "Watch her closely and see what she's up to."

"Yes, young master!"

Su Jingen walked out the door and followed the address given by the owner to a film and television company.

According to the information from the boss, Liliane would meet with a producer in the company who was probably the adulterer.

Su Jingen walked into the hall and sat on the sofa. She stared at the door and was constantly on guard against Lillian.

A moment later, a woman in a mask and hat hurried in through the door.

His figure was a bit out of shape, and most of his face was covered, so it was impossible to tell who he was.

However, Su Jingen was sure that she was Lillian.

Su Jingen stepped forward and the two of them entered the elevator.

Looking at the constantly changing numbers in the elevator, Su Jingen thought of an idea.

She sneaked her micromonitor out of her pocket...

"Hello, are you Lillian?" Su Jingen patted her shoulder.

Lillian turned her head, lowered the brim of her hat, and answered in a rough voice, "No, you have the wrong person."

"Sorry, your back looks a bit like hers, haha." Su Jingen dryly laughed in embarrassment.