She just wants to get rich

Chapter 19 Who Made the Prank

"What happened to Fengyan's Weibo?!" In Fengyu's CEO's office, the white blue and white porcelain teacup was smashed to the ground, and the man stared at the man standing by the table with fury on his face.

The man standing at the bottom also turned around anxiously, with panic on his face: "I don't know, after Feng Yan died, I haven't been on Weibo, and I don't have an account password."

"Let me deal with it right away!" He clenched his fists tightly. As the signing company of Fengyan, because of the scandal of Fengyan, the company almost went bankrupt, and now this kind of thing happened again.

The assistant looked embarrassed: "President, I can't handle it. Without a password, Fengyan's Weibo account cannot be stolen, so I can only apply to Weibo."

"Go apply!" He slammed the document on his head and roared.

"Yes--"

"Wait a minute, check your IP, I want to see who is playing with me!"

"Yes." The assistant hurried away.
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And in a quiet basement, there were a few people standing in front of the computer. They all wore black masks and looked like the underground hacker. At this moment, they also saw Fengyan's Weibo.

"Find out who made the prank." There was a man sitting in the dark, and the dim light shone on his face, revealing the scar on his chin.

His voice was low, like a ghost just crawled out of hell.

"Yes." Several people started to work, and the sound of keyboards sounded in the quiet basement.

"Feng Yan is indeed dead." He raised his head, the scar was stretching across his face, and there was a deep scar on his handsome face.

One stood up and said respectfully: "Boss, what those people did, she, a little woman, couldn't have survived."

He clenched the armrest of the chair, "Well, but this matter has to be investigated, I don't want someone to ruin my plan."

"Yes!"
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Qiao Yan knew what kind of storm she would cause on the Internet by posting this Weibo, and also knew that those who killed her were about to take action.

Only in this way can she lead the snake out of the hole, anyway, they can't find her.

Moreover, I used to have 5000 million fans, although now it has dropped to 1000 million, and the speed of transmission is amazing.

Instead of reading the comments, she got off the plane and took a taxi to go home.

She was in a good mood this time, and she didn't pull her face when she arrived at Li's house.

It's just that as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qiao Lian crying. In the living room were Qiao's parents, Li's mother and Li Xianming.

Although this is the Li family's mansion, there are not many people there, Li Jinye's older brothers and sisters do not live here.

It can be said that there are not many people living in this big house, if it is not for the servants, it will be even colder——

After Mr. Li is not at home, other people will not live here.

"Qiao Yan, you unfilial daughter!" Father Qiao's face turned livid when he saw her, "You actually beat your sister in public!"

Qiao Yan stopped and turned to look at him: "Uncle, please understand that my mother really only gave birth to me, and I don't have a younger sister. Also, you are in the Li family now, and I, as the wife of the Li family , you don’t respect people by calling me by my first name like that? Why don’t you call me Mrs. Li, I’m the same generation as your in-laws.”

Qiao Yan smiled sweetly, with obvious alienation in her eyes.

"What do you call me?!" Qiao Jingci was so angry that he almost lost his breath when he heard her address: "You don't even recognize your father?! You really think that you will become a great success after you marry!"

Qiao Yan looked at him inexplicably: "Have you forgotten that you have kicked me out of your household registration book, and you also said that you have severed the father-daughter relationship with me, what will I call you if I don't call your uncle?"

When Qiao Jingci heard this, his body trembled and he fell down on the sofa. He looked at Qiao Lian and Qiao Lian's biological mother: "What's the matter with the account book?!"

(End of this chapter)