Yandere Boss Don’t Go Dark — The Well-Behaved Girl with a Lucky Pregnancy Has Arrived

In yandere romance novels, the original heroines gradually grow disgusted with the male lead’s suffocating control and sticky love.

They’d rather be reborn and choose the gentle, considerate...

World 6: A noble and refined man with a double personality, a classmate of the original heroine, a scoundrel with a bad temper, 15 (2/2)

"I still have it."

Song Rongchu nodded, his eyes fixed on the water bottle in Fu Yu's hand. After making sure she took a sip, he hurried away.

Go back to the lounge and empty the innermost compartment.

There are about 25 minutes left before the drug takes effect.

Song Rongchu rubbed his hands, set up the camera and aimed it at the white wall behind him.

25 minutes later, the upper-class socialite, Fu Yu, who is unattainable, will make a fool of herself in this cramped room.

At this moment, his cell phone rang. It was Jiang Wanli calling.

"Achu, have you seen Fu Yu?"

Jiang Wanli saw Song Rongchu's back in a group photo posted by her roommate on WeChat Moments.

"Well, if there's nothing else to say, I'm hanging up first."

When Jiang Wanli heard the busy tone, the blood in her body began to rush backwards.

She and Song Rongchu had been having trouble finding jobs recently, and she didn't know what connections Song Rongchu had used, but a few days later he said he had found a job with a good salary.

Could it be that Fu Yu used job opportunities to coerce and bribe Song Rongchu?

Jiang Wanli enlarged the photo and stared at Fu Yu's face, trying to find any clues.

The more I watched, the more I felt that Fu Yu was secretly seducing Song Rongchu.

She has a fiancé, but she still changes her mind and seduces innocent boys!

She immediately rushed to the exhibition and sneaked in as a tourist.

I left in a hurry and didn't see Fu Yu and his brother Fu Zheng standing on the center stage of the exhibition.

Fu Yu handed the microphone to Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows and was wondering why his sister suddenly changed her personality when his phone vibrated a few times.

"Something went wrong."

Fu Zheng frowned, put his phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened, and after the speech was over, he found the lounge.

Entering the cubicle, Song Rongchu's face flushed, and he slumped weakly on the chair.

"A Zheng, I, I was taken away."

"I don't want anyone to touch me, so can you help me?"

Song Rongchu unbuttoned his white shirt and looked at Fu Zheng with a dazed look.

Fu Zheng took a deep breath and turned off the camera.

"Didn't I tell you to film Fu Yu's dirty laundry and ruin her?"

"I, I don't know how to respond."

Song Rongchu felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to get closer to Fu Zheng.

After all, the person he loves most is only Fu Zheng.

For him, Song Rongchu would stay by Jiang Wanli's side every day, quietly collecting information about Fu Yu, working part-time in places where she had appeared, waiting for an opportunity to destroy Fu Yu.

"Don't you have a girlfriend? Why don't you ask her to come over?"

"I'm with her to help you."

"I don't have any feelings for Jiang Wanli. You are the only one in my heart, and you will always be the only one..."

Fu Zheng grabbed Song Rongchu's neck and looked down at him as if he were a toy.

Unbeknownst to the two, Fu Yu had already installed over forty pinhole cameras in the compartment.

The images in the cubicle are transmitted in real time to the exhibition screen and online broadcast room.

Including paying for your father's mobile phone.

When Fu Yu first received the invitation to broadcast, she thought it was a harassing text message.

Just as he was about to delete it, Secretary Dong rushed to Fu's father and handed him the tablet.

"Director Dong..."

The meeting room was completely silent, and the other directors also saw the animated graphic.

He looked at Vice Chairman who was sitting in the main seat with an expression of anticipation.

He slowly stood up, his rage boiling. Just as he was about to speak, he felt dizzy, his blood boiling, and he fell to the ground.

By the time Fu Zheng received the text message from his secretary, it was already too late. A large number of reporters and internet celebrities had gathered outside the lounge.

Everyone rushed to capture the scene of the two people hastily escaping the lounge.

Jiang Wanli stood not far away, her face pale, without a trace of blood.

Messages kept popping up on the phone screen as I held it.

"The boy in the broadcast is your childhood friend Song Rongchu, right?"

"Go to the hospital and get checked out! Don't get sick! Early detection means early treatment!"