After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

"It's not you? Su Wanwan, although people will change, but the eyes will not change much. If I don't think of what happened back then, I really won't think of you. How? So hard to curry favor with them, the days after you It should be quite comfortable."

Sneering, Shi Moran lifted the hair hanging from her ear and tucked it behind her ear. In fact, she asked Xiao Rou and the young general to investigate about the group of people back then.

But too much time has passed, and it is unrealistic to completely track down all the people, but fortunately, the hard work paid off, and they still found some of them.

As for Su Wanwan's life after that, she naturally knew something from other people's mouths.

All of Su Wanwan's efforts came in vain. Those human traffickers never showed mercy to her because she was obedient and sensible.

It is not an exaggeration to describe her life after that as being in hell, but in her opinion, Su Wanwan was to blame for all of this.

"No, no, no, I'm not her, I'm not her."

No matter what Shi Moran said, Su Wanwan was living in her own world, denying it vigorously, unwilling to admit that the identity was her no matter what. ,

"Not her?"

Shi Moran had a bad idea, she had seen photos of Su Wanwan in various places before, rolling among all kinds of men.

Well, fortunately, she is a person with more than 800 minds, so although she didn't take those photos away from Feng Yichen, she found a time to copy them all.

Now, it is saved on her computer.

Seeing Su Wanwan who could crawl on the ground, Shi Moran walked towards the closet with great confidence, and took the suitcase out of the closet.

Then open the suitcase and take out the notebook placed in the compartment.

Raising her head, she glanced at Su Wanwan who was in a trance, as if she was thinking about other things.

Look away, turn on the phone, and find the group of photos.

Holding the computer, she came to Su Wanwan's side and squatted down, kneeling on the ground with one knee, and put the computer on her lap.

"Remember those pictures?"

The photos on the screen are being played one by one.

Su Wanwan raised her eyelids, and when she saw the photos on the computer, she was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Every photo deeply hurt her nerves, reminding her of what a vile person she was back then.

"No, the person above is not me, not me!"

Su Wanwan roared angrily, and reached out to snatch the computer from Shi Moran's hand, but Shi Moran dodged it even more swiftly, never giving Su Wanwan a chance to touch it.

"Su Wanwan, tell me, if I post all these photos on various forums, will you become famous because of it?"

After closing the computer, Shi Moran held the computer with one hand, smiled lightly, and looked innocent.

Hearing this, Su Wanwan shook her head violently, "No, no..."

She can't be ruined.

If these photos are sent out, then she is very likely to be fleshed out by some idle Internet celebrities. At that time, not only will her past be unreservedly dug out, but it is also very likely that she has plastic surgery now Things will also be dug out together.

In this way, her dream of being a wealthy family was completely ruined.

"No? You can't do it if you say no? What qualifications do you have to talk to me about the conditions?"

With a soft snort, Shi Moran walked to the bed and put the notebook on the bedside cabinet.

Seeing the large bouquet of flowers on the bed, Shi Moran turned around again and reached out to hold the large bouquet of flowers in his arms.

"Su Wanwan, do you think this flower is pretty?"

Su Wanwan, who heard the sound, couldn't help looking sideways at her, and saw Shi Moran holding a large bouquet of pink roses in her arms... This was the first time she had seen this kind of flower, so I had to say , the color is beautiful, pink, somewhat similar to the color of a hundred yuan bill.

wrong······
This is the flower folded into one hundred yuan!

Shi Moran, what do you mean?
From the change in Su Wanwan's eyes, Shi Moran guessed what she was thinking, and she said unhurriedly, "Nuo, the flowers in my arms, and these, these, are all from Feng Yichen yesterday. Spent the whole night folding it for me."

Looking in the direction of Shi Moran's finger, Su Wanwan noticed that no matter the guest table in front of the sofa or the dining table, they were all covered with pink bouquets.

Most importantly, Shi Moran said, Feng Yichen folded these flowers himself?
impossible!
How could Feng Yichen do such a thing?

When she was with Feng Yichen back then, Feng Yichen had never offered to send her flowers, let alone do it himself like this.

"Haha... Do you think I'll believe you if you just say it? Shi Moran, what kind of person Feng Yichen is, I know better than you."

Su Wanwan raised her head mockingly, so what if Shi Moran is the white moonlight in Feng Yichen's heart, Feng Yichen is a straight steel man, he doesn't know what romance is at all.

If it wasn't for him being rich and beautiful, with a dull personality like him, even more wooden than wood, she wouldn't have looked at him at all.

"Yes and no, it's not up to you to decide. However, in order to make you feel at ease, I still have to let you see for yourself how handsome Feng Yichen is who has devoted himself wholeheartedly to me!"

Saying that, Shi Moran put down the bouquet in his hand and walked to the door.

Opening the door of the room, she stretched out her head, and saw Jiang Shaomo standing not far away. She stretched out her hand, and she waved at Jiang Shaomo.

Jiang Shaomo didn't ask anything, and walked directly in front of Shi Moran.

"Give me the phone after you find the video you showed me."

She said straight to the point.

"Yes, ma'am."

Jiang Shaomo replied.

Then, he took out the phone from his trouser pocket, found the video in the phone, and handed the phone to Shi Moran with both hands.

After taking the phone from Jiang Shaomo, Shi Moran turned around and went back to the room, but this time she didn't close the door.

And Jiang Shaomo just stood at the door of the room.

Coming to the back of Su Wanwan who was struggling to climb towards the computer, Shi Moran raised his foot and stepped on Su Wanwan's back.

In the next second, Su Wanwan made another tragic sound.

Bending down, Shi Moran handed the phone to Su Wanwan's gaze without hesitation, and the half of Feng Yichen's face that appeared on the screen was still so impeccable.

"Impossible, Feng Yichen, how could he do such a thing?"

Su Wanwan's eyes widened in disbelief, and the shape of the pupils changed.