Meng Sheng laughed.

It turns out that it has already begun.

Pei Sui looked at the noisy scene ahead and asked casually, "Did you arrange this?"

"No, it was arranged by Yu Qionghua."

He hesitated for two seconds, as if he had thought of something, "Did you choose the restaurant in Yuelan Mansion just to watch this show?"

Meng Sheng admitted frankly, with a relaxed and smiling tone, "Yes, such a wonderful play, of course I can't miss it."

After that, she tilted her head and looked at him, with a rare bit of playfulness on her face, "If you have enough time, you can stay and watch this... good show."

Pei Sui turned his head, and his eyes unexpectedly met hers, and her beautiful and delicate face was reflected in his eyes.

It is cloudy today, but the gray sky seems to become bright because of the smile on her face.

Everything around him seemed to have gone quiet, and he could clearly sense the strange throbbing in his own heart.

Like petals falling into the cold lake, creating sparkling ripples.

His cold and indifferent eyes fixed, and the fingers in his trouser pockets stiffened slightly.

Meng Sheng didn't notice his abnormality and walked to the outside of the crowd on the far right.

Although Ning Weiwei's building is close to the entrance of the community, it is also separated by a large green belt.

From her current position, she could only roughly see the exterior of the villa from above.

But you can clearly see the woman who was called by Yu Qionghua to play the "original wife". She is about 30 years old, about 1.7 meters tall. Her facial features are not that of a beauty, but her temperament is domineering.

She looks quite like the original.

Perhaps in order to allow more people to see clearly, she stood in a very clever place, right in front of Ning Weiwei's villa, but without being blocked by the green belt, so people outside the community could also see her clearly.

In addition to the two people holding banners, there was also one holding a loudspeaker.

It tells how Ning Weiwei seduced her husband, how shameless she was, how she destroyed her family, and the last sentence is about taking a concubine for her husband.

Every word is earnest and heart-piercing.

It doesn't look fake at all.

She looked around but didn't see Ning Weiwei.

Isn't he at home?

That shouldn't be the case. Since Yu Qionghua was able to have people find Yuelan's residence, she should have some knowledge of Ning Weiwei's movements.

Otherwise it will be a waste of time and effort and not cost-effective.

That means he is hiding inside and not coming out.

However, this kind of thing caused such a big commotion that within an hour, she would become famous throughout the Yuelan Mansion and the surrounding commercial streets.

There was no point in her hiding.

After a few minutes, Ning Weiwei still didn't come out, and the "original wife" seemed to have lost her patience.

She directly took the speaker, turned off the recording, turned up the volume to the maximum, and shouted, "Ning Weiwei, the auspicious time is coming. I, your first wife, have come to greet you personally. I have already given you enough face. Don't be embarrassed to come out!"

"Or do you think I'm not sincere enough? Do you want me to show the photos of you and my husband together to the neighbors around us? Then I'll help you. Send those photos..."

Before he could finish his words, the door of the villa opened and Ning Weiwei walked out with an angry look on her face.

The scratches on her face had not healed completely yet and there were still a few scabbed scars.

Ning Weiwei was really going crazy.

She didn't wait for Shang Boyu at Jinzhou Hotel last night, and couldn't get in touch with him. She has been feeling uneasy and has always had a bad feeling.

She didn't sleep well the whole night. She returned to Yuelan Mansion at noon, had lunch, and then started to make up for her sleep. However, she was awakened by the noise outside after less than two hours of sleep.

She stared at the woman in front of her who was wearing designer clothes and looked so imposing.

I guessed that the photos sent to the art museum were most likely taken by this woman.

But who was instructing her?

Who is the person behind the scenes?

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Who are you? I don't even know you..."

Bang!

Before Ning Weiwei finished her furious words, a loud and crisp slap broke through the biting cold winter wind.

The "original wife" smashed the photos in her face and said, "Of course you don't know me, but it's enough for me and these photos to know you."

Ning stroked her cheek in astonishment, and was stunned to see the intimate photos scattered on the ground, and was instantly struck by lightning.

The strange looks and whispered discussions around her were like huge rocks pressing on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

All the anger turned into despair at this moment, and the tears in my eyes fell uncontrollably.

"It's not me. The person in the photo is not me. It's a composite. It's all composite!"

She desperately wanted to prove herself and explain her innocence, "How did I offend you? Why did you frame me like this?"

The "original wife" sneered and pulled her hair, "Frame you? You little bitch did such a shameless thing, why would I need to frame you? Since your parents can't teach you well, I will teach you a lesson for them today!"

When the two men were fighting fiercely, two police cars suddenly stopped at the gate of the community and four policemen got out.

The crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed.

"Let go, stop fighting!"

Four policemen struggled to pull the two of them apart and gave them a stern verbal lecture.

Ning Weiwei covered her red face and sniffed, looking pitiful. "Comrade police, I was the one who called the police. I don't even know her, but she made banners and photos like this to ruin my reputation, and beat me up like this."

Meng Sheng, standing outside the railing, glanced at the policemen with a hint of pity in his eyes.

She is watching with great interest!

But it's enough.

Looking at Ning Weiwei's miserable state, where her clothes were almost stripped off, she couldn't feel any sympathy at all. Instead, she felt extremely happy.

The heart covered by haze seemed to see a ray of light again.

Pei Sui's voice suddenly rang beside my ear, "It seems that Ning Weiwei is not stupid. She called the police before coming out."

“Are those photos real or synthetic?”

Meng Sheng reacted instantly after hearing this and frowned, "It's probably fake. You mean..."

Pei Sui lowered his eyes to look at her and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

So sharp?

He analyzed it to her in a low voice, "If Ning Weiwei asks the police to open a case, the police will check those photos, and then these rumors will be dispelled."

"As long as she doesn't withdraw the case, that woman will most likely be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of up to three years for spreading rumors, organizing a fight, and slandering and damaging the reputation of others.

And fined. In this game, it can be said that Yu Qionghua lost both her wife and her army. "

Meng Sheng lowered his eyes.

Ning Weiwei is indeed quite smart.

Not only is he very good at using a knife to kill someone, he is also good at using this tactic of turning the tables on the opponent.

She chuckled and said, "It's a dog-eat-dog situation. Of course, it has to be a fight to be interesting. Yu Qionghua is not the kind of person who will sit and wait for death."

The banners inside had been taken down, and after several policemen had a general understanding of the situation, they prepared to take them back to the police station for investigation.

When Meng Sheng turned her gaze to Ning Weiwei again, she suddenly realized that the "original wife" was about to look over here. Her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously pulled the person in front of her over and hid her head in his arms.

He whispered, "Go ahead, the original wife that Yu Qionghua found is looking at us, I don't know if she recognizes me!"

Pei Sui's back stiffened, a cool breeze blew gently, and a faint scent of camellia lingered at the tip of his nose.

It made his heartbeat inexplicably unbalanced.

He held his breath, hesitated for two seconds, put his arm around her waist, took a step, and led her forward.

From the perspective of the "original wife", they looked like a couple who were chatting and laughing after watching the fun and leaving.

She withdrew her gaze and stepped into the police car.