"Yes!" Du Haiyi handed Zhou Ke's phone to Zhou Ke.
Zhou Ke opened it and saw that it was all photos. The unsightly photos made Zhou Ke tremble all over, frowned with his eyebrows, and gritted his teeth.
Du Haiyi found that Zhou Ke’s expression was a little wrong: “Wife, what’s wrong!”
Zhou Ke smashed his phone heavily at Du Haiyi without saying a word.
I just now had a grudge against this man, Mian, and now I see him sleeping with other women. How could Zhou Ke accept this?
No matter how generous you are, you can't accept it.
Although it was the past, she still couldn't accept it, and her chest was so angry that she was so angry that she was fluctuating violently.
I almost forgot to breathe when heartache.
Du Haiyi looked at these photos and held her cell phone tightly: "Wife... I don't know what's going on with this photo. You didn't see it. I was lying down, didn't move? Moreover, you didn't see that I had my eyes closed."
Du Haiyi enlarged the photo and placed it in Zhou Ke's eyes.
"Are you sleeping?" Zhou Ke looked at Du Haiyi.
"Look at the photo, I've been sleeping all the time. Look at my appearance, are you sleeping?" Du Haiyi put the photo in front of Zhou Ke to show her.
Zhou Ke looked at these photos: "Every time you... finish that thing... don't you go to bed?"
"I don't know... In short, you don't know much about what happened that day. I only know that at the beginning, I hugged her... But then I went into the bathroom and vomited... and then... I woke up like that." Du Haiyi only had a little memory in her mind, and I didn't know what happened next.
"I always feel that nothing happened next. I fell asleep after vomiting." Du Haiyi smiled bitterly: "I know, this is just what I think, I'm so eager."
Zhou Ke looked at Du Haiyi's photo and seemed to be sleeping very hard.
"This must have been taken by Song Qianqian, but this number is not Song Qianqian's." Zhou Ke was confused.
"You said, now Song Qianqian sent me the photo again, what does it mean?" Zhou Ke was a little confused.
"What do you know what she wants to do?" Du Haiyi became annoyed when she mentioned Song Qianqian.
"I really don't know what she wants to do again, so... you should agree to me now, first promise her to give birth to the child, and then... let me teach her a good lesson." Zhou Ke gritted his teeth.
"It's so annoying. He actually... sent these things over. What's the point? Are you showing off?" Zhou Ke was so angry.
"Come on... let's take a photo and send it over." Zhou Ke hugged Du Haiyi's neck: "I'll start fighting back now."
Du Haiyi gently patted Zhou Ke’s head: “I think you are really angry. Why do you send your husband’s naked photo to other women?”
Zhou Ke thought about Du Haiyi's words: "That's right, but you see, they have sent it all. If I don't send it, wouldn't I... lose?"
"Are you stupid? I am yours." Du Haiyi hugged her.
"Hmph... I can't swallow this breath." Zhou Ke said angrily.
Who can feel comfortable?
Looking at the bed of your husband and other women, who will feel comfortable?
"Wife, I'm sorry! I've hurt you." Du Haiyi didn't know what to say or do. At this time, he could only apologize sincerely.
Let Zhou Ke know that his sincere heart beats only for her.
Du Haiyi took Zhou Ke's hand and placed it on his chest: "Wife, touch my heart...it's just beating for you!"
Zhou Ke felt Du Haiyi's heartbeat seriously, as if his heart was really beating just for her.
"Don't think that if you say these words to coax me, I can forgive you." Zhou Ke became more and more angry when he thought of the photo.
"Wife...why are you angry again?" Du Haiyi coaxed!
"Those photos are in front of you. How can I not be angry?" Zhou Ke pulled back his hand: "Sleep, sleep..."
When Zhou Ke and Du Haiyi were about to go to bed, their phone rang. Zhou Ke was particularly sensitive to the sound of the phone: "It must be Song Qianqian who called to show off."
When Du Haiyi heard this, she frowned and her eyes were cold: "I'll pick it up."
"Hey..." Du Haiyi's voice was cold.
"Have you received the photo?" The voice was a man.
"Who are you?" Du Haiyi raised her eyebrows and felt that this matter seemed much more complicated than she thought.
"Don't worry about who I am... I want money! Otherwise, I will publish it on major websites and send it to magazines and newspapers." The man's voice was low, and Du Haiyi could hear it, and the voice seemed to have been processed.
"How much do you want?" Du Haiyi sneered.
I thought to myself: What the hell is Song Qianqian doing? What's going on?
"One million!" The other party spoke up. For Du Haiyi, one million is nothing.
But, he wanted to know what happened to this matter: "I'll give you two million... I have a few questions to ask you, be honest."
Du Haiyi's tone was strong.
"Say." The other party's voice was filled with joy.
"Where did you come from the photos? Who instructed you to make them?" Du Haiyi asked coldly.
"I bought a mobile phone from the black market, and there are these photos on the mobile phone!" The other party's answer was very concise.
"How do I know if you will destroy these photos after you take the money?" Du Haiyi always felt that this matter was not that simple.
Is it really just that?
"You have no choice." The other party was also very imposing.
"I'll think about giving you an answer for half an hour." Du Haiyi hung up the phone after saying that.
The first time I saw someone who was blackmailed, I actually hung up the other party’s phone number.
"How to say it? It's not Song Qianqian?" Zhou Ke heard it roughly.
"The other party said that the phone was bought from the black market. When he saw a photo inside, he sent it to us. Then... according to the other party's intention, he mainly wanted money." Du Haiyi raised his eyebrows.
"What's going on here? What the hell is Song Qianqian going to do?" Zhou Ke was angry: "This woman is really good at making trouble. Fortunately, you didn't marry her."
"Wife..." Du Haiyi shouted dissatisfied.
"Yes, if you marry her, she probably won't make trouble. She just wants to get you, so she will do so many things." Zhou Ke looked at Du Haiyi angrily.
Du Haiyi shook her head helplessly: "I think I have to call Song Qianqian now to see what she wants and what is going on with this matter."
After Du Haiyi finished speaking, she called Song Qianqian, but the phone was not in the service area.
"I'm not in the service area, what the hell is it?" Du Haiyi roared.