Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Gu zhixia sat waiting, thinking, Gu Yingda had changed into a pure black suit and walked down. Even the hair style was cleaned up a little, which was much more formal than just now.

"Come on, zhixia, let's go and see your mother."

Gu Yingda stood in front of Gu zhixia with deep eyes.

Gu zhixia was stunned, and then followed him out of the door again.

Get on the car and go straight to the suburban tomb area

Watching Gu zhixia leave the Gu family with Gu Yingda, Lu Yiai has nowhere to vent her anger. She frowns and kicks the flower shelf at her feet.

The green pineapple planted in the basin rolled down from the flower rack and splashed a foot of mud on Lu Yiai, which made Lu Yiai more angry.

No one spoke in the room. Lu Yiai simply took out his mobile phone and called Lu Qiumeng.

The phone rang a few times and then went through.

"Hello? Mom, what can I do for you?" Lu Qiumeng asked as soon as he answered the phone.

She is shopping outside. Her voice is so loud that she can hardly hear the voice on the other end of the phone.

Lu Qiumeng deliberately walked to the corner to answer the phone.

"If I don't call you again, I'll be angry," Lu Yiai gritted his teeth angrily. "Gu zhixia doesn't know what ecstasy soup he gave your father. He even scolded me!"

Lu Qiumeng sneered. It didn't seem surprising.

Gu Yingda was originally a person who can use people before and after. It's normal for him to denounce Lu Yiai in order to know Xia Xun.

"Is the old man's company having problems again?" Lu Qiumeng raised his eyebrows and asked casually.

Otherwise, he would not take the initiative to find Gu zhixia.

"I haven't heard of this..." Lu Yiai hesitated. She never cared about Gu Yingda company.

"Well, don't be angry. This kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice. Just go shopping and buy things."

Lu Qiumeng took off his sunglasses and toured for a week. Seeing that someone noticed her, he immediately set off for a new place.

"Well, I won't tell you more. There's still something to do."

Lu Qiumeng hung up the phone and soon disappeared into the crowd.

At the corner of the street, a man in a black sportswear held a micro camera in his hand.

"Click! CLICK!"

Aim at the back in the lens and press the shooting button madly.

Until Lu Qiumeng gradually walked away, the man put down the camera. He chewed gum, leaned against the wall, squinted and looked at the photos just taken.

It's a pity that I didn't take photos of Lu Qiumeng and Yan Xingyu today, but it's a harvest.

The man licked the tip of his teeth, put away the camera with satisfaction, took out his mobile phone, and quickly tapped a string of words on the screen with his fingers.

[task completed]

The message was sent out quickly. He waited for a while and there was no reply. He took the camera and quietly left the corner.

But as we walked, we stopped and looked at the photos again. Before that, there were photos of Lu Qiumeng and Yan Xingyu in Paris in the camera.

Looking at the two people in the camera, the man grabbed his hair.

In this group of photos, there are two people. He only asks one of them to collect money. Is it too cheap for them?

The man beside Lu Qiumeng is Yan Xingyu, the future successor of Yan group!

If I could get a stroke from him, wouldn't he have to do such dangerous work again?

The man had an abacus in his heart and suddenly felt that his ideas were very clever. He hurried back to his residence, imported the photos into the hard disk, saved one, and printed several more.

Waiting for Qiumeng's reply, I waited for several hours and didn't see anything about her. The man put his mind on Yan Xingyu again.

Through several friends, the man found the number and called Yan Xingyu directly.

"Hello? Is it Yan Shao?"

Listening to the voice of a strange man in the microphone, Yan Xingyu immediately frowned. He looked at the dark sky outside the window and replied impatiently, "who are you?"

The man was not afraid. He smiled and took two pieces of gum from the jar and chewed it.

Pinch a few photos that have been printed on his hand, and slightly rough fingers gently tap on the man's face.

For a moment, he said slowly, "you don't have to know who I am, Yan Shao. I'm just kind enough to tell you that I have a picture of you and your woman in my hand."

“……”

The other end of the phone breathed heavily and didn't answer him.

"Ah, if Yan Shao doesn't mind, maybe they will meet you in the evening."

"What picture?"

Yan Xingyu frowned. He was very tired of the man who didn't know where to find his number and said all kinds of absurd remarks.

But when the man asked for a picture, he still frowned and asked.

Although he has been taken numerous photos in the circle, if some photos are not very good, it will inevitably not affect his image in the group.

The man smiled and then said, "ah, it seems that your woman didn't tell you?"

He said this deliberately, which made Yan Xingyu more curious.

He has so many women, how can he know which one?

Which woman is disobedient in doing things?

Yan Xingyu had a headache, stroked his forehead and said directly, "account number."

The simple and rude way stunned the man, and then he smiled very brightly. "Hahaha, sure enough, we are still Yan Shao direct. Your women are not as cheerful as you! If I knew so, I might as well sell you all the photos directly!"

Why did you mention his woman again?

Yan Xingyu smelled something wrong from the man's words.

He immediately reacted. Was it... A picture taken deliberately?

"Wait, you're talking about my woman, is...?" Yan Xingyu walked back and forth with his mobile phone in his hand.

The man directly sent him an electronic photo.

Yan Xingyu frowned when he looked at the photo sliding into the mobile phone.

The face, which was already pale, sank even more.

As if the storm was coming, the green veins jumping from the corners of the forehead tried to be patient and squeezed the hand holding the mobile phone in vain.

In the photo, a man and a woman hold each other in an extremely ambiguous and intimate position.

He can't admit his mistake. It's himself and Lu Qiumeng?!

"Lu Qiumeng?" Yan Xingyu said bitterly, biting his teeth, staring at Lu Qiumeng's smiling face in the photo.

When the man heard the speech, he immediately said, "I said Yan Shao, since the photos have been accepted by you, it proves that I didn't cheat you. When will I make money?"

When Yan Xingyu heard the speech, a trace of impatience crossed his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "I'll give it to you in a minute! Why, are you afraid I don't have money?"