Yang Lin looked up at Zhuo Jian, and Zhuo Jian's cold gaze told her that she had to be cautious in her words and actions.
"I really just wanted to use the gossip news with Mr. Fu to raise the price. I, my family is really waiting to use money, and there is a lot of money."
Yang Lin's heart sank to the bottom, but she had to continue to explain.
"You are not the first to use him to raise your own price, and you are naturally not the first to be banned."
Zhuo Jianqing's faint voice was not angry or unhappy.
Just telling a fact.
"If I said I was sleeping with Mr. Fu, would you still be so calm?"
Yang Lin smiled bitterly and asked her.
Both bodyguards looked at Yang Lin. This woman really didn't want to be stubborn anymore.
Oh.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to her. He was indeed a very iconic woman. She was very smart, but it was obviously an illusion, "I know you didn't sleep."
"What?"
Yang Lin didn't know how she could look so sure.
"He has a serious cleanliness."
Zhuo Jian informed.
Yang Lin: “…”
She didn't believe that the couple really trusted each other so much. She had heard many stories about her and Fu Yanye cuckold each other before.
As for cleanliness, the so-called cleanliness of men is just that you are not in line with his appetite.
And every time I meet, Fu Yanye does not talk about his obsession with cleanliness.
"You have investigated him, but you are not careful about him, even biased."
Zhuo Jian said again.
"I'm not biased, no, I'm not investigating him."
Yang Lin denies it.
"You said your family was short of money, you said you just wanted to make money by raising your own price, but what did you do when you went to my house and gave him a dry-cleaned shirt? You left yours on his shirt
Lipstick mark.”
Zhuo Jian smiled lightly and explained her thoughts without any haste.
“…”
"It is true that you want to use Mr. Fu to raise the price. Is it false that you want to have an affair with him?"
"I……"
Yang Lin suddenly panicked.
"You did it with a purpose."
Zhuo Jian has seen many people like Yang Lin, but he is even more indifferent.
"I'm not."
"Isn't it that you explained that you deliberately sprayed such thick perfume? Isn't it that you explained the lipstick mark on Mr. Fu's shirt? Isn't it that you sent the shirt with the lipstick mark to the Fu family's old house, not the company, hotel or anything else.
Where I am."
“…”
She did, on purpose.
Yang Lin couldn't refute her ambitions were of course far more than a little gossip.
Which actress doesn’t want to have a backer? It would be even better if this backer can become a meal ticket for her whole life.
"Yang Lin, if you really need help with money, then I may be soft-hearted, but you are not."
"What the hell do you want?"
Yang Lin felt that she was wrong to come to her.
"I will not do anything to you, as long as you stop coming to me."
Zhuo Jian informed.
"Since you are unwilling to let me go, I can't live a peaceful life anyway. It's better to just..."
Yang Lin's heart was even colder, and suddenly took out the fruit knife she had been carrying from her pocket.
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pale.
The two of them were separated by a distance.
But at that moment, her heart was still panicked.
but……
"ah!"
When Yang Lin raised the knife, the bodyguard flew out and kicked her slender wrist directly.
A "pong" sound.
The knife fell to the ground, Yang Lin fell to the ground in pain, holding her wrist that seemed to fall off, and looked at the person who kicked her with tears in her eyes.
She shrank to the wall and suddenly felt scared to death.
Zhuo Jian just glanced at the knife lightly, and then immediately withdrew his eyes.
At this moment, she was angry.
"I'm not going to kill you, I'm just going to commit suicide."
Yang Lin cried in grief and anger.
Zhuo Jian looked at Yang Lin and found it funny.
Zhuo Jian slowly got up, walked over, and looked down at the woman who was being trampled under her feet from a high place.
suicide?
Zhuo Jian squatted slowly in front of her, looking at her coldly, his voice was dull and decisive, and said, "Don't die in front of me even if I want to die, I think it's dirty."
"My father is a gambler. I am surrounded by debt every day. My grandma is waiting for my money in the city hospital to help me."
Yang Lin's hoarse voice said.
Zhuo Jian listened coldly, looking at her miserable appearance, but just asked her indifferently: "Is this the reason why you pounced on a married man?"
"If I don't do that, I'll be forced to death."
Yang Lin said.
"When you violate morality, you have forced yourself to death."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he stood up slowly with his waist. She stopped looking at Yang Lin and said lightly: "Let's go."
"Mrs. Fu, please."
Yang Lin's uninjured hand struggled to grab Zhuo Jian's legs, and her hoarse and vague voice had already been blurred.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly: "Let go."
"No, please, you have done so many charities. The Fu family is also known for its charity family. Please give me a way out, otherwise those who collect debts will force me to death."
Yang Lin continued to plead.
"I have no obligation to help you."
"What about your morality? What about your kindness? Is everything fake? Is it for outsiders to see? In fact, you are just a selfish and arrogant woman, but why are you so cruel to me? Am I still
Isn't it bitter enough?"
Yang Lin became more and more excited as she spoke.
"I have seen people like you for a long time. The moral values of opening your mouth and shutting up seem to be immoral for women all over the world, except for you who are despicable toward married men."
"I'm despicable?"
"Do you think you are a good thing? The moment you open your mouth, you have already quoted your price?"
“What price?”
"Not worth a penny."
Zhuo Jian smiled.
Since the marriage between her and Fu Yanye has been made public, she has experienced too much, watched too much, and heard too much.
What a bad thing she has never heard of?
She doesn't like to argue or waste her saliva on these garbage, but it doesn't mean that these garbage can bully her.
"Are you scolding me? Zhuo Jian, do you think you are a good person? Didn't Mr. Fu snatch it from Lin Ruxiang? In fact, where are you getting more noble than me? You are just a morally unkind bitch."
Yang Lin sneered and stepped back to the wall and looked up at her and accused him.
"Beat her."
Zhuo Jian only said coldly after hearing this.
"Bang."
He slapped Yang Lin hard on the face.
"Try again."
Zhuo Jian continued his cold orders.
The bodyguard slapped hard again, and blood flowed from the corner of Yang Lin's mouth. The man was knocked to the ground, trembling, and a painful sound came out.
"Don't put a hat on my head. I didn't explain my past obligations to you, but if you want to use your morality to kidnap me, I will teach you what the morality in your mouth is worth."
Zhuo Jian said coldly.
Yang Lin looked at her in disbelief. Yang Lin didn't expect that Zhuo Jian was so cruel.
There was also the bodyguard beside her. She was so painful that she was about to twitch and covered her face: "I want to sue you, I want to sue you, it is illegal to hit someone."