Sweet official announcement: mysterious husband, tease non-stop

Shen Weilan presses the enter button and sends the message.

Then lift your eyes, come to the French window and look down.

Song Wanjun was standing near a pavilion not far from her door. She saw it clearly on the third floor.

Song Wanjun heard that Shen Weilan was going to release them.

The voice became cheerful.

Shen Weilan actually wants to make her happy.

Unfortunately

"Wait until I die."

Shen Weilan raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Ms. song, how old is it? It's so simple."

There was an instant silence on the phone.

Song Wanjun downstairs raised her head. Shen Weilan clearly saw her looking this way.

Shen Weilan is hanging her lips, as proud as the queen.

"Ms. song, have you been disappointed?"

"I'm really sorry. I don't want to disappoint you, but... There's no way. This is the reality."

Shen Weilan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The words of jingwan sounded in my ears.

——Are you looking for song Wanjun? I'm sorry to disappoint you. Song Wanjun doesn't want to talk to you.

That was her hardest time.

She called song Wanjun and hoped that song Wanjun could help her.

"Ms. song, don't call me again. Secondly, if you don't leave in ten minutes, I'll call security."

Shen Weilan slowly took down the mobile phone, and the Mou Guang gradually took it back. The mobile phone blacked song Wanjun's number.

Downstairs, song Wanjun instantly collapsed and shouted at her mobile phone, but there was nothing she could do.

Shen Weilan lowered his head and a cruel flash flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

Where are all the people when she is weak and needs help? Are they all dead?

Now I need her help. All come to her?

Sorry.

This is the world. The fittest survive.

Sting——

A message came from the computer.

Shen Weilan quickly knelt down on the carpet and looked at the content with complex eyes.

"So I've been looking for you, haven't I?"

Shen Weilan sent the message, put one hand to his mouth and gently tapped his face.

Sting——

"Yes, our marketing numbers send messages for money. For example, the impact of more than 10 million fans should be at least six digits."

Shen Weilan looked at the content in the computer and smiled.

"Would it be convenient for you to give me a screenshot of the chat record you bought?"

Shen Weilan bit her finger.

There was no reply from the computer.

Shen Weilan is inexplicably nervous. What about people?

Joey's friends are engaged in marketing numbers and send these newsletters.

Shen Weilan wanted to ask if someone paid them to publish.

Sure enough

Sting——

The other party replied.

Shen Weilan looked over.

"We have an interview, so we don't have chat records, but I can give you her contact information. It depends on how you talk."

Shen Weilan narrowed her eyes. How do you chat?

"OK, thank you! Call Joey another day and let's go out for dinner! "

"You're welcome. I'm glad to help."

Shen Weilan turns off the computer and gets up quickly.

Bring your cell phone and call Fu Siyan.

Didi——

The cell phone rang for a long time, and no one answered the phone.

Shen Weilan frowned and dialed again. There was still no answer.

Shen Weilan had to send all the information just found to Fu Siyan's wechat.

I hope Fu Siyan can see it when he is not busy.

If we catch this behind the scenes driver, many things will be easy to solve.

Shen Weilan stood pacing in the living room, looking left and right.

Shen Weilan patted the palm of his hand, "turn on the TV!"