"Marry me, you won't lose out!" Betrayed before her wedding, Yu Guanguan casually grabbed a household register and entered a flash marriage!
The result? Her cheap husband turned o...
"He'll tell me sooner or later anyway."
Considering the man's mysterious personality and the fact that he appeared at any time, Yu Guanguan felt that it was only a matter of time before she was abducted back to China.
"Alright then, let him tell you himself. I'll tell you about the Gods' Competition and Mo Anran."
As Su Qingche spoke, she began to speak fluently and directly.
**
On the other side.
After seeing Yu Guanguan off, Quan Jingzhou received a call from his assistant, "Young Master, we've found the surveillance video of the time when the young mistress planted the bomb."
Send me your location.
Quan Jingzhou said.
Soon, I received an address on my phone.
Quan Jingzhou glanced at it and instructed Xu Yi, "Go to Yansha Shopping Mall."
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yi immediately started the car.
Half an hour later, in the monitoring room of Yansha Shopping Mall.
Quan Jingzhou's cold features were sharp and indifferent. He looked at the manager in front of him, his icy tone carrying a hidden threat, "After today, this department store will be mine. You have thirty minutes to find the parking lot surveillance footage, or you can resign and leave."
Standing nervously in front of Quan Jingzhou was the mall's duty manager.
He said in a flustered manner, "Young Master Quan, the parking lot's surveillance cameras are broken."
"Oh no? What a coincidence!"
Quan Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, "If you can't produce the surveillance footage, you can pack your bags and leave right now."
The manager was stunned for a moment, a few beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "The surveillance cameras really are broken."
Seeing this, Xu Yi calmly warned, "Manager Huang, I advise you to be pragmatic. In less than half an hour, all the land here will be under the Quan family's control. Are you sure you want to offend Young Master Quan for such a small gain?"
Manager Huang's eyes darted around, revealing his guilty conscience.
This attitude tells Quan Jingzhou that the surveillance cameras aren't broken, but rather hidden.
It seems that Mo Anran acted faster than he had imagined.
Like Quan Jingzhou, Mo Anran had already considered that the surveillance footage of the bomb-planting incident in the parking lot might capture her hiring someone to commit murder, so she bribed the department store in advance to buy the surveillance footage.
"I have limited patience. I'll give you ten seconds to consider," Quan Jingzhou said calmly.
A few seconds later, the manager gritted his teeth and confessed, "Young Master Quan, the surveillance footage was taken yesterday."
Generally speaking, surveillance footage should not be leaked casually.
But that person was too generous yesterday, and Manager Huang was momentarily blinded by greed, so he sold the surveillance footage.
"Is there a backup?"
Manager Huang was taken aback, then shook his head. "No, but there's a blind spot camera in the parking lot that might have the footage that Director Quan wants."
"Hand it over."
After obtaining the surveillance footage, the black Maybach drove away from Yansha.
"Young Master, where are we going?" Xu Yi asked, turning the steering wheel.
"Go to the company."
Quan Jingzhou fiddled with the thin memory card in his hand and spoke in a low voice.
Before he arrived, he had arranged to meet Qin Huan and Lou Mochen at the company to discuss how to resolve the car accident.
He had watched the video on the card on his computer.
And the image played back in his mind again and again, casting a sinister shadow over his deep eyes.
Mo Anran...
Did she really think that with Song Minghe backing her up, she could rest easy?
**
Meanwhile, Mo Anran was anxiously watching the computer, frantically trying to do something.
The image shown is from the parking lot's surveillance footage.
A man stealthily approached Yu Guanguan's car and placed something in her driver's seat.