Half a month ago, Ye Qingqing and Yang Yihan were filming on the same set, and they discovered that Yang Yihan was fooling around with three male actors on the set.
The third male actor is a young talent who has just debuted. He is more than ten years younger than Yang Yihan and is not very famous. His only advantage is that he is handsome. You don’t need to guess to know that Yang Yihan is cheating on her husband without telling her.
Yang Yihan was probably afraid that Ye Qingqing would leak the matter, so he would strike first and accuse Ye Qingqing of interfering in her marriage with her husband.
This act of confusing right and wrong caused Ye Qingqing to fall into hell, and also cost Ye Qingqing her life.
If Ye Qingtian wants to clear up the rumors, of course he has to find Yang Yihan as the culprit.
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Two days later, Ye Qingtian stood in front of the Hilton Hotel.
The charity dinner hosted by Yang Yihan and her husband Mr. Wang is about to begin.
I heard that the purpose of this dinner was to convince netizens that Yang Yihan and her husband were more in love than ever before, and to break the rumors that Mr. Wang had cheated on her.
Therefore, Yang Yihan invited many business leaders, many first-line celebrities, and many media.
Ye Qingtian entered the banquet hall with the invitations he bought in advance, found a corner and sat down, listening to the whispers of several rich girls next to him.
"You know, the real purpose of Mr. Wang and Yang Yihan organizing this charity dinner is to curry favor with Mr. Lu."
"I've also heard that everything about showing affection and breaking rumors is all fake."
"Those A-list celebrities are also tool people, and together they are not as important as Mr. Lu."
"Actually, I really want to get to know Mr. Lu, but it's a pity that he's a dragon that never comes to an end. Even my dad who wanted to talk to him about cooperation was turned away."
Ye Qingtian listened for a while.
These rich girls talk about Mr. Lu as the richest man in Wucheng, Lu Cong, who is extremely capable and charming. Countless people want to embrace his golden thigh.
Ye Qingtian touched his chin.
The richest man, he must be very rich.
I heard that rich people are very superstitious.
I just don’t know if Mr. Lu needs fortune telling or Feng Shui. Of course, exorcism is also possible.
She is good at fortune telling, divination, changing luck, exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts.
The original owner only had 50,000 yuan left in her card, and she had no announcements or work recently, so she couldn't just sit back and have nothing.
"It would be great if I could earn some hard money from the richest man..." Ye Qingtian thought to himself.
At this time, a burst of noise suddenly came from the door of the banquet hall.
Everyone looked towards the door.
Ye Qingtian also looked up.
A handsome-looking man walked in, surrounded by stars like a moon.
Yang Yihan's obese husband, Mr. Wang, immediately stepped forward to greet him with a smile on his face. When he stood in front of him, he bent slightly and his attitude was very respectful.
Ye Qingtian raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Is it him?"
It turned out that the famous Mr. Lu was the man who witnessed her beating Sun Zhiwen in the hotel that night.
Several wealthy girls nearby saw Lu Cong's appearance, and their faces turned red with excitement.
"Mr. Lu is so handsome! He is a thousand times more handsome than the photos in magazines!"
"It's a pity that Mr. Lu doesn't like taking pictures, let alone appearing on TV. He has only given one interview in so many years, otherwise I would definitely treasure all his materials!"
"Mr. Lu is only twenty-eight years old this year. He is truly young and promising."
"He is handsome, rich, young, and capable. Who wouldn't love such a top-notch man?"
"I don't know which woman is worthy of him."
Yang Yihan's husband is nearly fifty years old, but he is respectful in front of Lu Cong, who is in his twenties, which shows how high Lu Cong's status is.
Ye Qingtian was not as excited as some rich girls, but frowned.
The black energy and purple energy in the man's body are still devouring each other.
After not seeing each other for two days, the black energy on Lu Cong's body seemed to have gained the upper hand, and it was gnawing at Lu Cong's limbs and torso with its claws and teeth.
The purple energy between Lu Cong's brows was almost unable to suppress the raging black energy.
Ye Qingtian stared at it for a while, then suddenly raised his eyebrows excitedly and muttered: "Maybe I can really make a lot of money from the richest man."
Her eyes instantly became warm when she looked at Lu Cong.
This is her target customer, her future God of Wealth!
She must find a chance to get close to him when she comes back!
Perhaps because her gaze was too direct, Lu Cong suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards her.