After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

Chapter 74 The Haunted House 11
That night, Yan Qing made Yun Xiaoxiao fall into the dream of one of the entertainment reporters who had been tracking and reporting on Mo Weiliang.

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

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

He feels that it is normal for a person who is sad because of the loss of his wife and children to post one or two dynamics to vent his emotions.

After all, a thousand people are facing sudden changes, and there are a thousand ways to express sadness.

But this reporter always felt that no matter how much he tried to put himself in the position of the person involved, he would never be able to achieve the level of Mo Weiliang.

Hearing Yun Xiaoxiao's bloody words and seeing the disfigured face of the poor woman in front of him, his sense of justice inflated even more.

Mo Weiliang's behavior must be stopped.

When he woke up from a 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, thinking of the dream last night, I felt a chill behind my back?
Is it because you think about it every day and dream at night?
It was Yun Xiaoxiao who was burned to death a few years ago, and she really couldn't rest in peace and entrusted her dream to herself.

Thinking 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 about half an hour, he saw Mo Weiliang coming out of the house.

His eyes are rounded, what a wicked way!

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 just took pictures. With some expectation, he squatted for nearly two hours. During the period, because it was too cold, he bought a cup of hot coffee to drink, so as not to fall asleep.

Finally, I saw the woman Yun Xiaoxiao was talking about, leading a child and pushing a stroller out of the door.

Two children, the one holding the hand looks like it must be four years old.

The reporter raised his camera, took pictures again, and then followed the woman from a distance. During the period when the woman returned home, he did not leave, and still guarded.

In this way, guard for a day.

Until night fell, when Mo Weiliang came back, he happened to run into the woman who came out, and the two became intimate for a while.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the reporter was furious, no wonder Yun Xiaoxiao held his dream!

Mo Weiliang, a piece of crap, just had a new girl after his wife died, and had two children.

If he were Yunmengmeng, he would die with peace in his eyes.

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

Afterwards, in order to be on the safe side and not wrong anyone, he stayed with Mo Weiliang for two more days. After confirming that the two were indeed in that relationship and that the two children really looked like Mo Weiliang, he decided to publish the article.

At night, he sat in front of the computer, knowing that as long as his manuscript was sent out, all of Mo Weiliang's affectionate personalities would be broken tomorrow, and no one would trust Mo Weiliang anymore.

Maybe Yun Xiaoxiao can also rest in peace.

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

Give him an answer tomorrow.

The reporter fell asleep peacefully.

But what he didn't know was that in the middle of the night, his boss forwarded this article to someone in exchange for a huge reward.

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The next day, a Weibo post by Mo Weiliang went viral in the circle!
I saw that Mo Weiliang, on Weibo, disclosed his new partner and a newborn child. In his words, there was another burst of longing for his dead wife.

When the reporter saw this news, everyone was dumbfounded.

He went to ask his boss again, but the boss said that he had already exposed himself, and if this manuscript was published again, not only would it not be popular, but it would also offend Mo Weiliang and blackmail the company.

There is suspicion of rubbing heat.

The reporter felt dissatisfied, but he thought the other way around, no matter what, Mo Weiliang's true face has been revealed to the public, even though he didn't have this manuscript.

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

"Which name is Mo?"

"That's the one, the one that is on fire on the Internet now."

"It seems that the editor-in-chief sold out his personal favor to get the investment. It is estimated that the editor-in-chief will be promoted to editor-in-chief this year."

The reporter's face was ugly, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart. His manuscript was used as a favor.

No wonder Mo Weiliang moved so fast, 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 this life is over, I'll come and see you..."

Yan Shu rolled his eyes, "I don't know which wife he plans to bury with after finishing his life."

"And this one, unwanted pregnancy..."

"Tsk, what's an accident? Could it be possible to get pregnant without kissing or hugging or something indescribable happening?"

"Not long after his wife died, this woman went to comfort him. She was so happy that she didn't take measures?"

What Yan Shu read was getting more and more vigorous, but the more he read, the more angry he became, "Every day, my own team writes copywriting, takes pictures, arranges meals and drinks, and lives the life of a star. The key is that other stars rely on their skills to make money. You rely on dead wives and children...it's really not a thing."

"While having a second child with Xin Huanqingqing, I am consuming dead wives and children online. This wave of truth surnamed Mo is really not a human thing."

Seeing Yan Shu's angry look, as if he was about to pass through the screen and beat someone along the network cable, Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh.

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

Yan Shu took a few swigs of the water, "This Mo Weiliang is really not a thing, it's a pity that I went to his online store to place an order in the middle of the night the night before yesterday!"

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

Although the money is not much, only tens of thousands, but she doesn't want to spend even a penny!
Bah, that's bad luck.

Yan Qing was helpless, looked at Yan Shu, shook his head, and said to her who went upstairs, "I'm going out to have dinner with others later, can you eat at home by yourself?"

The servants and housekeepers at the head of the family are all on vacation. If they want to eat, they either order takeaway or cook for themselves.

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

The young sister cooks alone and feeds the brothers and sisters at home.

Yan Shu waved his hand, "Yes!"

Only then did Yan Qing get up and go upstairs to get his things, ready to go out.

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

Yan Shu turned to look at him, "What do you want to eat?"

(End of this chapter)