23: C23 You Don't like It It's Not up to You!

C23 You Don't like It It's Not up to You!

Lu Shaocheng cast a gloomy glance at her. He suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted her up. He said mockingly, "Ji Nian, don't think too highly of yourself. Don't think that I don't know that your relationship with Mu is not simple? You still dare to pretend to be pure in front of me?"

"What happened last time was an accident, but that doesn't mean that I believe that you didn't do anything!"

His tone suddenly became very light but also very cold. "Ji Nian, after being empty for three years, you can't hold it in anymore, right? So you didn't hesitate to take off all your clothes and climb up Mu's..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by a slap from Ji Nian. He slightly tilted his face and the broken hair in front of his forehead covered his eyes.

"Lu Shaocheng! Please clean your mouth!" Ji Nian pursed her lips and could not stop her chest from rising and falling in anger. She stared at the man in front of her with her eyes wide open. What right did he have to say such words?

He was having sex with another woman outside. She could ignore him, but what right did she have? Why could he, but she could not?

Moreover, she had not done anything. It was fine if he did not believe her, but what right did he have to say such words to humiliate her?

Furthermore, he had done such a despicable thing to her previously, causing her to almost be ruined by a homeless person!

Lu Shaocheng slowly turned his head and stared at her gloomily. The outline of his taut face was terrifyingly cold. He suddenly grabbed her, and that force seemed to want to crush her shoulder!

"Ji Nian, if you want someone else's mouth to be clean, you have to be clean yourself!" After saying that, he violently shook her off and turned around to put on his clothes.

He quickly finished tidying up and coldly picked up the key to open the door. When he walked out of the room, he coldly and mockingly threw down a sentence, "Change all the bedding tomorrow!" He forcefully flung the door and left. He hated her so much that he did not want to take another look at her.

Ji Nian slumped down in the bedding room. These white brocade blankets were still the latest but he wanted to change them. Was he disgusted that she was dirty?

Heh, the one who was really dirty was still unknown!

...

The next day.

The teahouse was renovated in a traditional style. Every corner of the teahouse was separated by a curtain. In the afternoon, there were not many customers in the teahouse.

Qiao An'er had a pair of large sunglasses on her face, almost covering her entire face.

She put the things in the documents bag on the table and gently pushed her slender fingers across the table.

"Guo'er, this is my exclusive information. It was because of our many years of friendship that I gave this exclusive opportunity to you. You have to grasp it well." Qiao An'er's red lips curled up into a charming smile.

Jiang Guo'er, the Editor of Wind Rise Weekly, had short and clean hair. Just like her style of doing things, she was decisive and accurate. The first impression she gave people was that she was a strong woman.

Guo'er did not say anything but picked up the information bag and took out the photo inside. When she saw the first photo, there was a ripple in her eyes. She could not help but raise her eyebrows. "This is really the most valuable exclusive."

"How much do you want?" Jiang Guo'er looked at Qiao An'er.

Qiao An'er took a sip of the drink and curled her lips in disdain. "Do I look like someone who needs payment?"

Jiang Guo'er laughed dumbfoundedly. What kind of status did Qiao An'er have? She really did not need to sell her exclusive to get remuneration. If she did not want remuneration, then she understood what Qiao An'er wanted.

She smiled and said, "I know. Aren't you just going to set off a bloody storm? You are really ruthless. She just used this program to raise her value a little. You are good... but do you have a grudge with Ji Nian?"

A ruthless look flashed across Qiao An'er's eyes as she turned to look outside the window. Her voice was indifferent, "This has nothing to do with you. You just need to publicize this matter through your platform. Then, you will receive your script fee." How could he not create a storm in the city?

"Such a good thing, of course I have to promote it with all my effort." Jiang Guo'er's smile became even wider as she looked down excitedly at the photo in her hand.

Suddenly, a slender hand reached over and picked up one of the photos. With a cold and languid voice, she said, "This kind of secret photography technique is too lousy."

The two of them were suddenly startled and raised their heads. This time, both of them were stunned. They stood still in a daze because the person in front of them was the male lead in the photo - Mu Tingye!

"Mu... Young Master Mu." Qiao An'er stammered and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In an instant, panic filled the air.

Mu Tingye picked up all the photos on the table and slowly looked through them one by one. They were all photos of Ji Nian when she was the yacht's shopping guide. There were even photos of Ji Nian and him on the yacht.1

He said that it was fake when he said that the technique of secretly taking pictures was poor. On the contrary, the person who secretly took pictures knew very well how to choose the angle. The effect of taking pictures was that there really seemed to be some kind of unclear relationship between the two of them.

Qiao An'er was at a loss and thought about how to explain. She also wondered if Mu Tingye had heard what she just said.

However, Mu Tingye slightly curved his lips to appreciate the photos in his hands. That kind of calm expression made people scared when they saw it.

"Young Master Mu, these photos..." Qiao An'er had just thought of the words to explain when Mu Tingye put his hands together. He put the photos in his hands and glanced at Qiao An'er. "Thank you, Miss Qiao An'er, for helping us take the photos. I will take them." His tone was calm and did not show any joy or anger.

Qiao An'er was stunned that he did not pursue the matter or express his anger. She heard him say, "Editor Jiang of Wind Rise Weekly, is it? Can someone treat you to a cup of coffee?"

Jiang Guo'er was stunned. She looked at the man in front of her suspiciously. He did not scold her loudly in a fit of anger or immediately want to take responsibility for the lawsuit. Instead, he politely and modestly treated her to a cup of coffee?

She secretly sighed that he was indeed a person from a hundred-year-old wealthy family. This kind of upbringing was indeed different.

The overwhelming reports seemed to have filled all the major media platforms overnight. First, it was the headlines of Wind Rise Weekly, then it was the online media.

In the photo, Ji Nian was lying on a beach chair, and Mu Tingye was bending over to personally put a bright necklace on her.

Therefore, Ji Nian became an online celebrity almost overnight.

At this time, Ji Nian was in the hospital, reading the newspaper in her hand and gently placing it back on the table. Her expression was still considered calm.

Not long after the report was published, Ji Nian received a phone call to threaten and scold, so becoming famous was not a good thing.

"Nian Nian, aren't you going to come forward to clarify?" Xiangxiang's attending physician and also one of Ji Nian's few good friends, Gu Chen asked.

"Didn't you see these photos? They only say that the evidence is conclusive. How can they be clarified?" Ji Nian felt tired for no reason. Too many things had happened recently, and she was a little unable to cope with it.

Gu Chen saw the tiredness between her brows and could not help but say, "Then we will resign from that program."

"No way. I have signed a contract. If I break the contract, I will have to compensate." Ji Nian sighed gloomily and paused for a moment before saying, "Where did these photos come from?" She frowned and thought deeply. Was it because there was a paparazzi following Mu Tingye at that time?

If there were photos on the yacht, then it would not be simple. The yacht belonged to Mu Tingye. Logically speaking, the people on it worked for him. Who would dare to secretly take photos?

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