She drove aimlessly to pass the time.
Meanwhile, the paparazzi rushed to their destination.
He carried his camera into the apartment complex and, sure enough, saw lights on on the second floor, with the silhouettes of a man and a woman projected onto the curtains.
Below is Zhou Yanci's Art Karman.
The paparazzo was overjoyed, secretly marveling that the woman who provided him with the information was practically his second mother, a living god of wealth... no, a god of wealth!
He took a few photos and immediately sent them to Zhou Yanci's email address.
Two hours later, the lights upstairs went out.
The screen of a mobile phone lit up in the room.
Zhou Yanci was about to go to sleep with Chenmian in his arms when he realized that Shang Wu had called him more than a dozen times and sent him a new email.
He frowned; this wasn't a good time to return the call, so he opened the email first.
Upon seeing the photo, Zhou Yanci's expression changed drastically. She pushed Chenmian away, sat up, put on her bathrobe, and hurriedly left.
Confused, Chenmian sat on the bed and rubbed her eyes: "Yanci, where are you going?"
"You go to sleep first, I need to take care of something."
Zhou Yanci closed the door and went downstairs, then dialed the phone number provided in the email.
"Mr. Zhou, I don't want much. Five hundred thousand for your reputation, isn't that a good deal?"
The paparazzi smiled nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Yanci's eyes: "Threatening me? You, a paparazzo, dare to threaten me?"
"Whether you dare or not, the photos are in my hands anyway. If Mr. Zhou really doesn't care about them being exposed, I can ask for nothing."
The paparazzi brazenly provoked Zhou Yanci, reminding her of the arrangements made by that Goddess of Wealth.
"Besides, this isn't the only time I've been watching you. The people behind me will keep providing me with clues. If you're not afraid of me haunting you, you don't have to pay."
Zhou Yanci gripped her phone tightly, a murderous glint in her eyes.
He narrowed his eyes: "I'll give you three million. Destroy the photos. Also, I want to buy information about the person behind you."
The paparazzi chuckled, "Mr. Zhou is a very straightforward person. Okay, but I can only reveal one clue. You'll have to find out for yourself who's behind me."
"Who exactly is he? Stop talking nonsense," Zhou Yanci urged coldly.
The paparazzi slowly uttered a few numbers: "0226".
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Zhou Yanci tightened her grip on her phone, staring thoughtfully upstairs.
At the same time, another phone call came in.
It's from Shangwu.
Zhou Yanci felt a slight tightness in her chest as she answered the phone.
Shang Wu's tone was filled with deep disappointment: "Come back to see me right away, I have something to tell you."
Zhou Yanci's face turned slightly pale, and she no longer possessed her usual composure.
He quickly changed his clothes and hurriedly left the house where he had been sleeping.
On the way, Zhou Yanci kept wondering if the paparazzi had come to Shang Wu to demand money.
No wonder there were so many phone calls last night.
He had prepared a complete explanation, returned to Shang Wu's residence, unlocked the apartment door, and went inside.
Shang Wu sat in front of the sofa, glanced at Zhou Yanci, and said in a cold voice: "Your mother came to see me today and said that I have an immoral private life."
She pushed the photos on the table towards her.
“This is a photo of me visiting Li Chengzhang at the police station. Someone passed by and saw me crying, so they held an umbrella for me, but she accused me of having affairs with men.”
Upon seeing the photo, Zhou Yanci breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that it wasn't her or Shen Mian's.
He sat down next to her and said, "Honey, don't be angry. You know my mom's personality; she's never been very understanding. I'll talk to her nicely tomorrow and stop her from acting so recklessly."
Shang Wu still frowned, her face full of displeasure: "Madam Zhou has never liked me, and I've tolerated it as much as I can, but she said I'm indecent, which is a very serious accusation."
She pushed Zhou Yanci away and moved back a bit: "Also, someone deliberately followed me and took photos. Don't you find that strange? Mrs. Zhou told me that these photos were sent to her anonymously by someone from Chang'an District."
Zhou Yanci paused abruptly, then asked repeatedly, "You just said the photos were sent from Chang'an District? Are you sure?"
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Mrs. Zhou. Only she knows where she got the photos from."
Shang Wu turned her back to him, her expression turning colder.
Zhou Yanci's temples throbbed, and his face grew increasingly grim.
Chang'an District, 0226.
Okay, very good.
Zhou Yanci closed her eyes, trying her best to suppress her anger: "Awu, you've been wronged in this matter. I will handle it. Don't worry, from now on no one will follow or harass you anymore."
Shang Wu looked up: "Do you know who did it?"
"Yes, I know."
Zhou Yanci said irritably, "Don't worry about it, I'll handle this."
He finished speaking and left in a hurry.
Shang Wu finally relaxed, put away her aggrieved and angry expression, and picked up her phone.
The paparazzi sent an OK sign, indicating that the deal was done.
She slightly curved her red lips and went upstairs to take a shower.
The next day, Shang Wu drove directly to Chang'an District and rang the apartment doorbell.
The door opened quickly.
Chenmian's eyes were red and swollen, and her face was covered in tears. She looked like she was crying very hard.
The moment she saw Shang Wu, she flew into a rage and pounced on him, scratching his face.
"You did it! I'll fight you to the death!"
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