Shen Yuyao's eyes fell faintly on the man's big hand. Within a second, she had suppressed the resentment in her eyes, put on a puzzled expression, and tentatively called out: "Sister?"
Shen Qingwu seemed not to hear, his delicate and beautiful face tensed up, and he remained silent.
Ji Yinyin crossed her arms and stared at Shen Qingwu with ridicule from the corners of her eyes and brows, "I heard that you entered the Beijing Central Academy of Fine Arts with the first score in the art exam. Copying a painting is nothing more than a gift for a talented woman like you. It’s an easy thing, so let us all open our eyes..."
"I refuse." Shen Qingwu raised his eyes, his expression always indifferent.
Ji Yinyin raised her eyebrows, glanced sideways at Song Si'an, and said mockingly: "Hey, it seems your friendship isn't much better. She's not willing to do anything for you that can be solved with just one painting. "
Song Sian was furious: "If you love moral kidnapping, why don't you kidnap your mother and tell her not to be angry with you, this piece of shit? You have lowered the quality of human beings."
Ji Yinyin didn't get angry with her at this time. After all, she only had to upload the video to the Internet and add a little more jealousy. I'm afraid even Mr. Song Si'an would have to be censored again.
She shrugged and said with a smile: "Then I wish Miss Song a happy imprisonment, and I hope Mr. Song won't pay too much attention to the voices of netizens."
"Ji Yinyin," Shen Qingwu interrupted her, "When you threaten me, how can you be sure that you don't have anything in my hands?"
"Who are you kidding? What leverage can I have?" Ji Yinyin didn't believe it.
Shen Qingwu raised the corners of his lips, "Then let me remind you that RitZ Hotel has a long-term presidential suite. I remember it seems to be under the name of Miss Ji."
Ji Yinyin's expression changed. She was well-known in the circle as a playful person. She often took male models to the hotel to have fun. If you think about it carefully, it was not a big deal. Even if she stabbed an elder in the family, it would be a big deal and she would be scolded. What else could he do to her after just one meal?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel proud, squeezing her neck and choking: "So what? I like to stay in hotels, don't I?"
"Okay, it's okay to decide which hotel Ms. Ji likes to stay in, or she likes to chat with some friends all night long in the hotel."
"But..." Shen Qingwu seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his lazy tail tone was soft and long, making people's hearts tremble. "It is not a good thing for some too private scenes to be spread."
"What picture? Photo? Video?" Ji Yinyin sneered, "You're lying, Shen Qingwu, don't say I don't have it, it's true. What can you get?"
"Then I have to ask Miss Ji if she left any traces when she was having fun or when she wasn't paying attention."
Shen Qingwu continued: "Of course, you don't have to believe it. Miss Ji can take a gamble and we will see the results in the headlines tomorrow."
She said firmly.
These words pierced Ji Yinyin's heart. To be honest, when she was having fun outside, it would be difficult to ensure that someone with evil intentions secretly kept her private photos.
The smile gradually faded, and she stared hatefully at the beautiful woman in front of her, "Shen Qingwu, what you did is illegal."
"Well, I know, but compared with Miss Ji's reputation, you can decide for yourself what is more important."
"Despicable!" Ji Yinyin was so angry that his internal organs ached.
What does her brother Sui like about this woman? ! !
Shen Qingwu's eyebrows arched, "I just learned it now."
"Xiao Ou, let someone clean up the scene. Si'an, let's go." She glanced at Song Si'an, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped and walked to Ji Yinyin, "Also, the painting exhibition is here There are one hundred and nine paintings on display this time, and I have recorded the information about the children in each painting, and I will ask my assistant to send this information to your school later."
"In one week, I want to see you go to various orphanages in person on behalf of your school to apologize to those children."
"If you dare not do it, I will poke all your embarrassing things into Ji Nanhuai's place and ask him to apologize."
"By the way, I will also post your university's attitude towards these troubled children online so that everyone can see your school's school spirit and ethics. The so-called virtues and discernment are nothing more than that."
"Shen Qingwu!" Ji Yinyin had lost his mind and waved his hand, just wanting to scratch this woman's face.
But he was caught by the man's big hand.
His strength was very strong, and heart-wrenching pain spread from his wrist, but the man had no intention of letting go.
Her eyes were red, but when she met the man's gloomy eyes, she didn't dare to say a word. The second young master of the Lu family, her brother, was a friend of hers. She had been a little afraid of him since she was a child. He was not just easy to mess with. She had seen him beat people, and he was so cruel and violent that it made people tremble.
In contrast, she still likes her brother's gentleness and dignity, even if she is a little indifferent to them.
There is a saying that goes well, abstinence is the highest level of sexiness for men.
Just when Ji Yinyin almost couldn't stand up straight in pain, the man finally let go of his hand.
"If you still want your hand, you'd better not touch her, otherwise Ji Nanhuai won't be able to save you."
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In the evening, the playground in Jingchuan was enveloped in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Energetic students shuttled through it, in twos and threes, making it very lively. Some are rushing to the canteen to eat, some are holding books and preparing to go to the library early to grab a seat, and many boys are holding basketballs and going to the court to sweat.
On the basketball court, on the audience stage, Lu Yanxing, Shen Qingwu, and Song Sian sat side by side in the last row.
"Qingwu, do you really have indecent photos of her?" Song Si'an couldn't help but ask.
There seemed to be a basketball game going on on the court. A boy shot a three-pointer, which immediately attracted a burst of cheers. Shen Qingwu also stood up and whistled.
He praised without hesitation: "Handsome!"
The man on the side glanced at the male college students on the field, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
She sat down again and glanced at Song Si'an, "I blackmailed her. I don't know if she has ever taken these things. Besides, how can I get her photos?"
Song Si'an made a "6" gesture, "I almost believe it."
Shen Qingwu's attention returned to the basketball court again, and he responded casually: "With her virtue, there is no guarantee that the situation will not fall into the hands of any man. There will always be a capsize in the gutter, and of course she will feel guilty."
"You've manipulated human nature." Song Si'an sighed.
Shen Qingwu smiled and was noncommittal.
Song Si'an lowered her head and glanced at her phone, "Sisters, I have an appointment and I'm leaving first. You guys..."
She looked at the stern-faced man and patted Shen Qingwu on the shoulder, "You guys sit a little longer."
Shen Qingwu waved his hand, his eyes still following the figure running on the court.
Just as he was entranced, his vision went dark.
A big hand covered her eyes and then took her into his arms.
The woman's hairy head was firmly imprisoned on the man's chest.
"Don't look."
The man's voice was sour.
