Chapter 74 Haunted House 11

That night, Yan Qing let Yun Xiaoxiao fall into the dream of one of the entertainment reporters who had been following and reporting on Mo Weiliang.

In the dream, she covered her face and cried, crying blood every word, accusing Mo Weiliang of his behavior.

This reporter was already suspicious of Mo Weiliang's frequent postings over the past few years.

He feels that it is normal for a person who is sad because his wife and children are gone to post one or two posts to vent his emotions.

After all, when a thousand people face sudden changes, there are a thousand ways to express sadness.

But this reporter always feels that no matter how much he puts himself in the shoes of the person involved, he cannot do it to the extent that Mo Weiliang can.

After listening to Yun Xiaoxiao's bloody words and looking at the disfigured face of the poor woman in front of him, his sense of justice in his heart expanded even more.

Mo Weiliang’s behavior must be stopped.

When he woke up from his dream in the middle of the night, he looked around, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

When I woke up completely the next day, I thought of last night's dream and felt a chill in my back?

Do you think about it every day and dream about it at night?

Yun Xiaoxiao, who was burned to death a few years ago, really refused to close her eyes and entrusted her dream to herself.

With the idea that it would be okay to try, he disguised himself, took a taxi to the address Yun Xiaoxiao told him in his dream, and squatted near the house in the community.

After almost half an hour, I saw Mo Weiliang coming out of the house.

His eyes were widened, he was so evil!

Mo Weiliang's residence has never been found, but after a dream, he actually found it.

He picked up the camera in his bag and took pictures. With some expectation, he squatted for nearly two hours. During this period, because it was too cold, he even bought a cup of hot coffee to avoid dozing off.

Finally, I saw the woman Yun Xiaoxiao mentioned, holding a child and pushing a stroller out of the door.

There were two children, the one I was holding looked like he was four years old.

The reporter raised his camera, took pictures again, and then followed the woman from a distance. During this period, when the woman returned home, he did not leave and continued to guard her.

Just like that, I kept watch for a whole day.

Until nightfall, Mo Weiliang came back and happened to bump into the woman who came out. The two were intimate for a while.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the reporter was filled with anger. No wonder Yun Xiaoxiao asked in his dream!

Mo Weiliang, this piece of shit, just after his wife died, he started dating new girls and gave birth to two children.

If I were Yun Mengmeng, I would die in peace.

He raised his camera and took a shot, recording the whole scene of the two people kissing me.

After that, in order to be on the safe side and not to accuse anyone unjustly, he followed Mo Weiliang for two more days. After confirming that the relationship between the two was indeed that kind of relationship and that the two children did look like Mo Weiliang, he decided to publish the article.

At night, he sat in front of the computer, knowing that as long as his article was published, tomorrow, all of Mo Weiliang's affectionate images would be shattered, and no one would believe in Mo Weiliang anymore.

Yun Xiaoxiao may also be able to rest in peace.

With a sense of justice in his heart, he gritted his teeth and sent the carefully written article to his boss, the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief replied that she would review it because after all, this article would arouse significant public opinion.

I'll give him an answer tomorrow.

The reporter then fell asleep peacefully.

But what he didn't know was that late at night, his article was forwarded to someone by his boss in exchange for a huge reward.

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The next day, a Weibo post by Mo Weiliang went viral in the circle!

Mo Weiliang disclosed his new partner and a newborn child on Weibo. In his words, he missed his deceased wife.

When reporters saw this news, everyone was dumbfounded.

He went to ask his boss for instructions again, but his boss said that he had already exposed himself. If this article were to be published, not only would it lose popularity, but it would also offend Mo Weiliang and bring bad luck to the company.

There is a suspicion of being too popular.

The reporter felt dissatisfied, but on the other hand, he thought, no matter what, Mo Weiliang's true face has been exposed to the public, even though there is no article about him.

But as soon as I walked out, I heard my colleagues whispering, "I heard that the lawyer named Mo came to sign a contract today and wants to invest this amount in our company..."

"Whose surname is Mo?"

"That's the one, the one that's popular on the Internet right now."

"It seems that the editor-in-chief sold a favor to get this investment. I estimate that the editor-in-chief will be promoted to chief editor this year."

The reporter's face was ugly, and he didn't know why his article was being used as a favor.

No wonder Mo Weiliang acted so quickly and made the news public today.

At this time, Yan Shu was lying on the sofa, reading Mo Weiliang's comments on Weibo to Yan Qing.

"When I finish my busy life, I will come to see you..."

Yan Shu rolled his eyes, "I don't know which wife he will be buried with after finishing his busy life."

"And this, unexpected pregnancy..."

"Tsk, what is an accident? Can you get pregnant without kissing, hugging, sticking, or something indescribable happening?"

"Not long after my wife died, this woman went to comfort him. She was too happy and didn't take any measures?"

Yan Shu read it more and more enthusiastically, but also became more and more angry. "Every day, I have my own team to write copy, take photos, arrange food and drink, and live the life of a star. The key is that celebrities make money based on their skills.

What you rely on is your dead wife and children... you are really nothing."

"While having a second child with my new love, I was consuming my dead wife and children online. This is really not what people do."

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing when she saw Yan Shu's angry expression, as if he was about to go through the screen and follow the network cable to beat someone.

She poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Yan Shu, "Okay, I've been reading this for a long time and I don't know how to drink some water."

Yan Shu took the water and drank a few big sips, "This Mo Weiliang is really nothing. It's a shame that I went to his online store in the middle of the night to place an order the night before!"

"I'm so angry, I'm going to return it now!"

Although the money wasn't much, just tens of thousands, she didn't want to spend a penny!

Bah, what a bad luck.

Yan Qing had no choice but to look at Yan Shu, shook his head, and said to her as she went upstairs, "I'm going out to eat with others later. Is it okay for you to eat at home?"

The servants and housekeepers at home are all on holiday. If you want to eat, you have to order takeout or cook it yourself.

There is still food in the refrigerator, and the lunch meal was cooked by Yan Shu.

The younger sister cooked alone and fed her brothers and sisters at home.

Yan Shu waved his hand, "Okay!"

Yan Qing then got up and went upstairs to get his things and prepare to go out.

In the evening, Yan Shu was lying on the sofa, scrolling through Weibo. Yan Zhen upstairs had just woken up. He rubbed his eyes and went downstairs. His stomach growled, "Shu Shu, is there anything to eat?"

Yan Shu turned his head and looked at him, "What do you want to eat?"
Chapter completed!