After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

On the same day, the artist Tan Zhe's official Weibo account suddenly sent out a message.

Tan Zhe V:

In the art competition between the three schools, I forced Ye Xinyao’s paintings to participate in the competition.

Because I need a large public auction to sell my paintings at a good price. All this has nothing to do with classmate Ye Xinyao, it is all my evil deeds.

sorry!

“Oh my God, it’s reversed, it’s reversed!!!”

"The reversal is coming!! Come and see!"

Soon, the comments on Tan Zhe’s Weibo increased exponentially. In just two hours, there were 10,000 comments and 100,000 retweets.

In a simple single dormitory, Tan Zhe lay unconscious on the bed. Ye Xinyao sat up. The thin quilt could not cover her entire body. In her hand was Tan Zhe's mobile phone. The comment just now was also made by Ye Xinyao.

Tan Zhe is a responsible man. When something like this happened, she concluded that even if he saw Weibo and knew her intentions, he would not explain it or delete it.

She can never be wrong.

Tan Zhe took the blame. As for his future, it has nothing to do with her.

Ye Xinyao turned her cell phone around in her hand. She was going to attend the wedding of Ye Guangda and Li Yiliu soon.

She must be innocent.

The speed of spreading on the Internet is very fast, especially this kind of reversal plot, everyone loves to watch it.

Various comments emerged one after another, almost all of which discredited Tan Zhe.

"If you look at Tan Zhe's works over the years, they are all works that describe the dark side of people's hearts."

"Yes, just like this one, she is clearly the thief's mother."

"A woman who has lost her footing is stealing melons from the fields!"

"Isn't he the same kind of person himself? He forces a girl to take his painting to a competition, and he gets a share of the money from the sale!"

"Is the lack of money so bad?"

Only a few people spoke for him.

"Tan Zhe is really a very talented painter."

"No matter what the truth of this matter is, please be sensible and don't discredit his works."

Tan Zhe woke up and sat up slumped and exhausted.

In order to achieve his goal, Ye Xinyao gave him strong medicine, which was very harmful to his health.

He vaguely remembered what happened before, and anger suddenly rose in his heart.

My cell phone kept ringing, and I answered the call and learned from my friend that I had been pushed onto the fire. He opened Weibo.

The woman he cared about betrayed him in this way!

At this moment, anger swept through him, and he threw his cell phone.

He held his head in his hands, his mind buzzing. This was the first time he thought about whether he had misjudged Ye Xinyao.

But he had already taken possession of her body.

She counts his humanity to death.

I'm afraid this filth will never be washed away in this lifetime.

…

Nantuo was over, and all the CEOs exposed in Nanhuang's video were also arrested for child molestation.

The public outrage was unimaginable. None of the people involved who were named can escape.

However, Nantuo is over, but Nanjia is not.

In addition to the second bedroom, Nan's house also has three and four bedrooms.

In a room on the top floor of the top five-star hotel in Xicheng, Nan Yingcheng was sitting on the sofa swaying his 82-year-old Lafite. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire Xicheng was the person who had held the art competition of the three schools the day before. Namjoo shined and finished second.

She was wearing a simple black lace dress with black lace tied around her neck. She said in a cold voice: "Don't touch Ye Nanhuang."

The red liquid in the man's wine glass was flowing. He leaned forward slightly with a gloomy expression on his face: "Give me a reason not to move her."

Ye Nanhuang completely defeated Nan Tuo. The first thing Nan Tuo did after he was imprisoned was to tell Nan Yingcheng that no matter what, he would try his best to kill Ye Nanhuang.

But now, it was Nanzhu who stopped him.

Nan Yingcheng couldn't figure it out. Ye Nanhuang knocked down her father. Why didn't she let him attack Ye Nanhuang?

Nanzhu said sullenly: "If you dare to touch her, I will kill you."

Nan Yingcheng's sinister expression darkened suddenly.

…

An above-average hotel in Xicheng was completely booked by Ye's Shoes Company.

Although Ye's Shoe Industry is not very powerful, it is still considered a prestigious company in Xicheng. In addition, because Ye Guangda's ex-wife is Xie Yu from the Xie family, some reporters with a keen sense of smell in Xicheng have focused on this place.

"Brother Huang, what kind of news can there be about a small Ye's Shoe Industry? Why are we staring at this place? You don't even know that other famous entertainment reporters are keeping an eye on Mo Shatian."

A boy with small round glasses said casually with disdain: "What's the point of staring at Mo Shatian? Just wait and see. If Mo Shatian publishes a manuscript in the past few days, I will lose."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

What's the meaning? Mo Shatian is the gang boss, who dares to attack him easily?

The boy with small round glasses flicked his follower. "Don't know what you shouldn't know. It won't do you any good. But Ye Guangda's business is not big. If there is any information, it won't be a big deal if it comes to light."

Mrs. Huang, a puppy reporter in Xicheng, has a keen sense of smell and is very clever in doing things.

He, who was lying in ambush on the side, suddenly squatted down and pulled down the younger brother next to him.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Mrs. Huang raised her small round glasses and said: "My feeling is indeed correct. We are here at the right place! I really didn't expect that Master Qinghuang and Fifth Master Rong, whom I just met yesterday, are here."

"Master Qinghuang? Fifth Master Rong? Which one?"

Mrs. Huang pulled the person down. "If you are frizzy, be careful to alert others."

The younger brother quickly leaned against Mrs. Huang.

…

Today, Nanhuang is wearing a purple fishtail dress specially chosen for her by Master Rong Wu. The curves are voluptuous, but not exposed at all, even the sleeves extend all the way to the wrist.

To say that the only thing exposed a little bit is probably only a little slit in the hem of the skirt.

The man was very concerned about this little bit. He had to walk in front of Nanhuang just to protect that little bit.

Nanhuang frequently expressed his opinions, but Rong Wuye slapped them all back.

He leaned close to Nanhuang's ear and whispered softly: "Little one, we have all kinds of dresses. Wear them at home for me to see, okay?"

"..." I was too lazy to deal with him.

tired.

Nanhuang put his arm on Master Rong Wu, and unexpectedly ran into Nanzhu and Nan Yingcheng who were attending Ye Guangda's wedding.

Nanzhu's eyes focused on Nanhuang for a moment, and Rong Wuye blocked Nanhuang in displeasure.

Nan Yingcheng's dangerous eyes glanced from Nanhuang's eyes, and then fell on Rong Wuye. At this time, Nanhuang spoke first. "Unexpectedly, the wedding of Ye Guangda, a small shoe manufacturer of the Ye family, actually attracted the attention of two people from the Nan family."

Nan Yingcheng smiled and said: "Of course a small Ye's shoe business is nothing. But the face of classmate Ye Nanhuang is different."

Let’s start slapping the scumbag’s face!