good morning little wife

Chapter 302 With her tears lips and teeth entangled (3)
"Yan Shao, you have already sent us a message, how dare we expose the news about Yan's family privately." The reporter smiled wryly.

It’s fine if it’s just gossip, there’s no definite evidence anyway, the people love to watch it, and the power of the Internet can’t stop it, so they just join in the fun and write an ambiguous article.But if this video is released, it is predictable what kind of response it will cause, and if the gun hits the head, their newspaper office will not be able to mess around.

"So you want to blackmail some money?" Assistant Zhu frowned, looking at him with contempt.

"Anyway, Mr. Zhong is just picking on the relationship between Yan Jue and Sheng Mingjun. As long as I show Young Master Yan the video, his goal will be achieved." That's why he came up with this idea.

In fact, this person is not usually stupid, but greed temporarily blinded his mind.

After saying this, he suffered another round of beatings.

Assistant Zhu asked him: "Who else has seen this video? Is there an original film?"

The reporter shook his head.

Yan Jue had already got up to go out, there was constant bang bang bang bang bang in the villa, accompanied by the wailing and begging for mercy that he remembered.

Although he was blackmailed, it was impossible for him to call the police.Because the video can't be in the slightest risk of leaking out, and that's too cheap for him.

"Did the other recruit?" he asked again.It refers to the person who has been comatose on the carpet tonight, and has done something to Midsummer before.

"It's just that someone paid her to instruct her to do this. As for who it is, he doesn't know, and he doesn't even know that it is the young lady who is going to be kidnapped." Assistant Zhu replied.

The ignorant are fearless, but the simpler the person, the less clues he can find.

The landscape lights in the yard were a little dim, and Yan Jue's expression was obscured, and he said after a while, "Give me an appointment with Zhong Ping."

"Yes." Assistant Zhu agreed, and went to the other side to make a phone call.

Yan Jue took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff, but the ins and outs of the whole incident were spinning in his mind.Obviously Sheng Mingjun's accident happened at the same time as sending the video to himself, which is too coincidental.

So if Zhong Ping really did it, in order to get Sheng Mingjun framed by the Sheng Group, and then he used the video to provoke him because he was afraid of doing it himself, everything seems very reasonable, and obviously his goal has been achieved.

So why take the risk of attacking Midsummer tonight?Not to mention whether Sheng Xia has any evidence, she is still from the Yan family after all, so he is so sure that he won't get burned?
Zhong Ping hasn't been very popular in the upper class of City E these years, but he's done well.Taking what happened last time as an example, if it wasn't for some roots and winks in E city, they wouldn't be able to get along at all.

Such a person, what made him take such a risk?
I always feel that things are not that simple.The whole thing seems to be guided by someone, or someone has intervened in the middle...

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It was already the second day when Sheng Xia woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the sun shining into the room through the tulle curtains.She slowly sat up from the bed, the effect of the medicine in her body had passed, but her limbs were still sore.And as the sheet slid down, one could see bruises all over her body.

The scene of last night flashed before her eyes, she closed her eyes, still a little sad.But the whole bedroom was quiet, obviously Yan Jue wasn't there, she calmed down, went to the bathroom to wash up, then changed clothes and went downstairs.

Aunt Liu was busy downstairs, when she saw her coming down, she quickly smiled and called, "Young Mistress."

Midsummer nodded.

"Are you hungry, I'll bring you breakfast right away." After Aunt Liu asked, without waiting for her answer, she hurried to the kitchen to serve the breakfast she had prepared earlier.

(End of this chapter)