Yu Wan put one hand in her pocket, took two steps forward, and raised her chin: "Ask whatever you want."
"Are you in trouble?" Meng Shen only heard a few words, but his mind had already conjured up a whole scenario: "Is someone blackmailing you?"
"..." Well, I shouldn't have had any expectations of his intelligence.
Her silence was interpreted by Meng Shen as tacit agreement. He said anxiously, "I still have several hundred thousand in savings. If it's not enough..." He paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "I can always sell my car."
Yu Wan curled her fingers and tapped his head, a helpless smile appearing on her lips: "What are you thinking? It's just some private matters."
"Really?" Meng Shen asked doubtfully.
Yu Wan rolled up her sleeves, rubbed her wrists, tilted her head, and asked, "Do you think anyone would dare to blackmail me?"
The voice was slow and deliberate, full of provocation.
"I wouldn't dare." Meng Shen recalled the fear of being taught boxing by hand at the gym, breathed a sigh of relief, patted her shoulder, and his expression became serious again: "Anyway, come to me if you need anything. Although I can't compare to you, I still have some pocket money."
"You make it sound like I'd be polite to you." Yu Wan glanced at him sideways and walked forward.
Meng Shen, grinning, chased after her. He looked around and, not seeing Tang Yue, dared to put his hand on her shoulder and said casually, "Don't be so polite, don't be so polite. I'm going to get some benefits anyway."
The two returned to their seats one after the other.
Most of the dishes have already been served.
Tang Yue saw Yu Wan's cold and aloof expression, but didn't ask anything. He just gave Meng Shen a deep look.
Meng Shen chewed the stir-fried beef in his mouth fiercely, feeling a deep sense of despair. Why was he always the one who got hurt?
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After finishing their meal, the three of them went straight back to the villa.
After a long day of fussing, Yu went upstairs to take a shower. After everyone left, the living room fell into a brief silence.
Tang Yue rested his hand on the sofa, turned his head slightly, and asked casually, "What's going on?"
“Wanwan spoke with that lawyer on the phone this afternoon. All I heard was something about money transfers and harassment.” Meng Shen’s brows furrowed immediately. “Is she in some kind of trouble?”
The more Yu Wan pretended to be fine, the more uneasy he became. He raised his hand, scratched his head, and asked, "This matter is probably quite troublesome. Should we investigate it?"
Tang Yue pursed his lips. Just then, his phone rang, and the screen showed that he had received an email.
He clicked on it.
The emails show that Feng Hanjin had contacted Yu Wan twice. Moreover, Yu Jianguo had recently snatched several business deals from the Feng family.
The rest is Xiao Ling's personal information. Strangely, her information was completely blank for the eight years from 1998 to 2006.
Tang Yue narrowed his eyes.
Why did the Feng family head deliberately erase this information? What happened when Xiao Ling was still in Jiangcheng? And what was its relationship with the Yu family?
A vague guess began to surface in my mind.
If that's really the case, given Yu Wan's personality, she definitely wouldn't want them to know about it.
Tang Yue raised his head, looked at Meng Shen, and said in a cold and firm voice: "Don't investigate. This matter ends here."
"Why?" Meng Shen muttered, "If you don't investigate, I'll do it myself..."
Before he could even utter the last word "check," he was forced back down by the cold gaze from the other side.
He chickened out; he didn't dare!
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hotel.
Upon receiving the message, Feng Hanjin skipped evening self-study and flew directly to Jiangcheng. When she arrived, Xiao Ling had already finished her tantrum and gone to bed.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 23rd floor, overlooking the entire city, a deep sense of powerlessness slowly welled up in her heart.
Buzz...
My phone rang; it was a text message from Feng Jingyao, who was overseas.
[Dad: Has Xiaojin finished her evening self-study session?]
[Dad: Are you under a lot of pressure studying lately? Remember to balance work and rest. Go shopping with your girlfriends this weekend. I just transferred some money to your account, spend it as you like.]
Feng Hanjin glanced back at the closed bedroom door, a wave of grievance washing over her, and her eyes welled up slightly. Her fingers typed and deleted repeatedly on the keyboard, finally sending only four words: Thank you, Dad.
I stood there for a few more minutes.
She returned to the living room and first sent a text message to Yu Wan.
Sister, I'm sorry, Mom hasn't been doing well lately. I'll try to persuade her to leave Jiangcheng as soon as possible so she won't bother you anymore.
As expected, it disappeared without a trace.
Feng Hanjin put down her phone, took out her English test paper from her bag, and started writing. She had just finished reading the reading comprehension questions once.
Suddenly.
The phone rang with a special ringtone.
Feng Hanjin's hand slipped, and the ballpoint pen pierced a hole in the test paper.
She picked up her phone and saw that the other party had replied with an "Mm". Her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at it several times in disbelief. Without even realizing it, a bright smile involuntarily spread across her face.
This was the first time Yu Wan had replied to her message.
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After the game "Survival" was released, it caused a sensation on Weibo and instantly topped the trending searches.
However, many of Yu Xiangyang's fans were furious when they discovered that there were no photos of the goddess at the event on Weibo. They joined together to attack Aosheng's official account for bullying them.
Auson officials had no choice but to reiterate their previous statement, in which Ms. Yu Xiangyang specifically requested that the photos not be released.
The fans remained relentless and turned to Whis28 and Chen's Weibo accounts to hurl insults.
Yu Wan was still asleep when she received the call, her eyes filled with agitation.
She doesn't usually stream or appear on camera; she just occasionally plays games and never imagined she'd have so many brainless fans. Moreover, they're using her name to cause trouble and deliberately smear Aosheng Games.
My gut feeling is that something's not right about this.
Yu Wan suppressed her anger, logged into QQ, joined a small group of three, and sent apology letters to Whis28 and Chen. The two replied quickly.
【Whis28: This is none of your business.】
[Chen: It's okay. This group of fans is definitely being manipulated by someone to deliberately provoke us. Let them rant all they want; it'll just help me gain more followers. They might even turn into fans after a while, so I'll profit.]
Chen: If you mind, treat us to a big meal. There's nothing a meal can't solve; if there is, then two meals will do, hahaha!
[Yu Xiangyang: Okay, you can choose any shop in Jiangcheng.]
Chen: I... *cough*
[Chen: Little Yu Yu, you wouldn't happen to be from a rich family, would you? My apologies.]
[Yu Xiangyang: ...Then I'll treat you with my own money. When are you free?]
Chen: ...
[Chen: Caught a rich guy! JPG]
[Chen: Next Saturday, I guess. We'll be in closed training these next few days to prepare for the upcoming competition. I'll give you a few tickets then, so you can show off to your friends. PS: They're sold out now.]
[Yu Xiangyang: ...Oh, not interested.]
Yu Wan, too lazy to read Chen's endless wailing, logged out of QQ. After thinking for half a minute, she logged into Weibo, registered a new account, paid for verification, and posted her first and last Weibo post.
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