Provoked by a wealthy family, the emperor's confused wife

Chapter 4 Your photo has been sent successfully

She has seen that kind of film, but she absolutely never has the habit of taking pictures while watching it.

Biting her lip, Ye Weiwei suddenly let out a muffled snort and her body trembled violently——the woman's face in the photo...isn't it her own?
The sluggish nerves were finally broken by this explosive reality, and only then did she realize that she had unconsciously pressed the camera button countless times just before the ups and downs, so... She was photographed by herself.

"Give it to me!" Gritting his teeth, he went directly to grab the phone.

The man was silent, but pressed down decisively with his slender middle finger.

Fortunately, he deleted them all.

Before she could catch her breath, a photo in which neither of them could see their faces but could definitely see the details was zoomed in before her eyes. The man's calm voice made her want to go crazy: "This kind of photo is taken out!" What do you want to do? Advertise your body?"

Ye Weiwei yelled angrily as if making a statement again: "Give it to me!"

The other party's hands were unbelievably flexible, and easily dodged her grasp, and his slender fingers flipped quickly.

Ye Weiwei saw the man's finger under the words "Chief Editor of Heishan Old Demon" in the phone book while hating her, gritted her teeth, and Fan Mubei said coldly: "It seems that you hate her."

Grandma, she hates him even more now!

The man clicked his tongue lightly twice, and analyzed in a deep voice: "She is very powerful and suppresses you so much that you cannot move, so there is nothing you can do if you hate her."

"none of your business!"

The man was silent for two or three seconds, his fingertips swipe quickly, and the photo was sent directly...

"You... bring it!"

It was too late, and a thoughtful and enthusiastic message floated out from the mobile phone: Your picture has been successfully sent to the editor-in-chief of Montenegro.

Can she still live?
Ye Weiwei completely forgot about her situation and could only suffer from toothache and heartache.Post this kind of photo, does she still want to mess around?
Bada, Fan Mubei raised his hand, and the phone was accurately thrown into the trash can in the room with a graceful parabola. Just as Ye Weiwei was about to explode, his arms like iron pincers grabbed her... "Ah... "

The unaccustomed pain strikes again...

As time passed by, Ye Weiwei's body suddenly froze, then went limp again, and finally her gorgeous eyes darkened, and she passed out...

I don't know how long it has passed, the cell phone rings like a ghost, Ye Weiwei frowned irritably, closed his eyes and groped under the pillow, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

Not awake at all, she had to open her eyes, staggered and picked up the phone from the trash can and put it directly to her ear.

"Ye Weiwei, you're getting impatient!" The loud roar pierced through the eardrums, and the familiar voice quickly awakened Ye Weiwei from his half-dream, a name instinctively popped up in his head: Black Mountain Old Demon?

The Montenegrin old demon changed from his usual cold and weird low-pitched tone today, and directly bombarded him: "What the hell are you sending me? You don't want to do it anymore, do you? If you don't want to do it, get back and leave immediately, don't do it again!" Let your mother come and beg for things..."

Jumping up abruptly, Ye Weiwei rushed into the washroom, her pale little face, which had already taken off heavy makeup at some point, was reflected in the cosmetic mirror, took the water and patted it vigorously, turned around, picked up the small bag and ran out desperately .

(End of this chapter)