Chapter 827 Master Wan: Why do I seem so talkative lately?
"?" Jiang Xianrou never thought that he would be so disrespectful to her. She even heard the echo of the slap on the face. Her mind went blank for a moment, and the blood in her body rushed back to her brain. Her eyelashes trembled fiercely.
The color on his face completely faded, and he felt a little unconfident, thinking that he had heard wrongly: "Master Wan, I..."
Ye Wangchuan squinted his eyes lazily, suppressing the cruel look in his eyes: "Your face was given by Jiang Li. Jiang Li doesn't even have this face with me. He didn't even dare to tell me and just let it go.
It needs to be resolved privately. Why do you think you can ask me for this face? Why, I seem to be very talkative recently?"
Ye Wangchuan has never been an easy person to talk to. In other words, people in the capital know that it is best not to seek help from him. Asking for mercy through the back door will only make his death worse.
Jiang Xianrou has been favored by Zhang Yang and others in Beijing in recent years, and she has been somewhat spoiled. She really feels that she is a unique existence among this man.
At this moment, Jiang Xianrou's face seemed to be exposed and beaten, her whole body was so hot that she could not help but want to dig a hole in the ground.
"I……"
Jiang Xianrou now regrets that she humiliated herself by making this phone call, and even more regrets that she should not have agreed to Zhou Hengfeng's help. After all, what does Zhou Wei care about her? She was also confused by Qiao Nian's blackmail, and now she is
I don't know how to smooth myself over on this phone call.
Upstairs, Qiao Nian finished drying her hair, walked to the desk casually, and opened her laptop.
Just turned it on.
Yuan Yongqin’s message was sent over.
[I checked the Zhou family's side, and there are some things that have not been cleaned up. Don't worry, I have left it to Su Mo. I will teach them a lesson this time so that they don't dare to trouble you again.]
Qiao Nian scanned the message from Yuan Yongqin, crossed her legs, looked casual, put her hands on the table, tapped the keyboard with her fingertips, and logged into Hongmeng's software.
There is an S logo in the red square grid, which is simple and recognizable.
As soon as she went online, the slim-waisted controller's profile picture lit up, and she immediately responded to her message. She scolded Zhou Hengfeng angrily, saying that she had asked Zhou Hengfeng, but he actually took the Trojan horse that Hongmeng had given him for study and study outside to show off.
Yes, I asked Qiao Nian how to deal with it.
Qiao Nian raised her eyes, her black and white eyes were quite indifferent, and without any nonsense, she went online and logged into the black market forum.
A pair of delicate white hands were typing on the keyboard. After a while, a statement from the Hongmeng was sent.
After the statement was sent, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the mobile phone she had left on the bedside light up again, and someone was calling.
The phone call just now made her very annoyed. Qiao Nian pursed her lips and leaned back on the chair. She stayed there for two seconds before getting up, walked over, and bent down to pick up the phone.
See the caller ID.
She suppressed the impatience in her eyes almost instantly, and her whole aura softened. Her beautiful eyes were gentle and narrow, and she looked no different from an ordinary girl: "Hey, Aunt Chen... ah, tonight?"
Qiao Nian raised her head, looked at the clock on the wall, lowered her eyelids, paused, put her hands in her pockets, and said, "Well, you can eat anything. I'm not picky about food. I'll eat whatever you make."
"Well, I'll be right over. Wait for me and I'll tell you when I get there."
She patiently listened to the woman on the other end of the phone chatting for a long time, and finally waited for the other party to hang up before she put down the phone.