Chapter 388: Negative Video
Chi Lin picked up the phone irritably, speaking in a bad tone.
"who?"
A cautious voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Boss Chi, it's me, regarding the investigation you ordered earlier..."
Chi Lin stopped suddenly, his eyes becoming sharp in an instant.
"explain."
The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously nervous, even trembling slightly.
"Boss Chi, I've found some information about Miss Ji and Mr. Chi Wenyan's recent whereabouts..."
Every word felt like treading carefully on thin ice.
Chi Lin's breathing suddenly stagnated, and the dullness brought by the alcohol was instantly dispelled, leaving only the chill that penetrated deep into his bones and the anger that was about to erupt.
"Where are they?"
His voice was very low, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, with a texture like metallic friction.
"They went together to a new gallery in the west of the city this afternoon."
gallery?
A picture instantly appeared in Chi Lin's mind.
Ji Wan looked at the painting quietly. Chi Wenyan stood beside her and whispered something.
Perhaps it was the right lighting, or perhaps it was the atmosphere, she tilted her head slightly and gave him a gentle smile.
That smile that he had longed for countless times but was unwilling to get.
My heart felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and sharp pain spread along with a feeling of suffocation.
The crystal wall lamps inlaid on the corridor wall reflected a cold light, but in his eyes, there was no warmth at all.
"Then what?"
He demanded, the violence in his voice barely concealed.
"After the gallery, they had dinner together in a very private French restaurant."
"Finally...Mr. Chi Wenyan personally escorted Miss Ji back to her residence and stayed for about ten minutes."
Ten minutes.
Every word was like a needle, accurately piercing Chi Lin's most sensitive nerve.
He could even imagine Chi Wenyan standing at the door of Ji Wan's house, perhaps giving instructions or saying goodbye. That brief stay contained so many emotions that he could not fathom.
"Oh."
A very light sneer escaped from his throat, filled with self-mockery and unwillingness.
He suddenly raised his hand and punched the wall next to him, which was covered with expensive velvet wallpaper.
The soft material absorbed most of the force, making only a dull sound, but the rage that had nowhere to vent did not diminish in the slightest.
There was a dull pain in the finger bones, but it was not even one ten-thousandth of the pain in the heart.
"Continue investigating." His voice returned to its usual coldness, devoid of any emotion, only commanding. "Don't miss any details."
The person on the other end of the phone responded repeatedly, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
Chi Lin hung up the phone and stuffed the phone back into his pocket roughly.
He leaned against the wall, trying to calm the anger surging in his chest, but the alcohol amplified all the negative emotions at this moment.
Jealousy, unwillingness, and a panic that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
He is afraid of losing.
He was afraid that Ji Wan, who originally belonged to him, would be completely taken away by Chi Wenyan.
Just as Chi Lin was overwhelmed by personal emotions and stumbled towards the elevator.
In an inconspicuous corner of the club, a figure wearing a waiter's uniform and a baseball cap was lowering his head and quickly operating the micro device in his hand.
On the screen, there was a scene of Chi Lin yelling out of control at the door of the box, and now answering the phone in the corridor and even punching the wall.
The picture quality is clear and the sound is also recorded.
Liu Chang's eyes were sharp. He saved the video and added the label "Meise VIP customer behavior record."
He came here to investigate deeper and darker transactions, but he didn't expect to encounter such an unbearable side of Chi Lin, a public figure.
This unexpected gain may add more impactful material to his report.
Chi Lin knew nothing about this.
The elevator door slowly opened, and the metal inner wall reflected his gloomy and tired face, which still carried an intimidating and oppressive feeling.
He stepped inside and disappeared behind the closing door.
The city's neon lights flashed through the gaps in the elevator shaft, like a false prosperity that was about to end.
And a storm against him has just begun to brew.
The cabin was filled with the scent of expensive leather mixed with residual alcohol.
Chi Lin leaned back in the back seat, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed tightly together, revealing a suppressed irritability.
The faint bruises on his finger bones reminded him of his misconduct at the Mei Se Club last night.
That secretly filmed video was like a sword hanging over his head, which could fall at any time and completely shatter the dignity he had carefully maintained.
The cell phone vibrated, breaking the silence in the car.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he answered.
"Boss Chi, we've found out." The subordinate's respectful yet hurried voice came from the other end of the line, "The person who filmed the video is a reporter named Liu Chang."
reporter?
Chi Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp.
A small reporter dared to point the camera at him.
"Which media outlet are you from? Do you want to die?"
His voice was low and carried an undeniable menace.
"She currently doesn't work for any media outlet and is more like a freelance writer, or paparazzi."
"Specializing in digging up some more secretive materials."
Freelance writer? Paparazzi?
The corners of Chi Lin's mouth curled up in an extremely cold arc.
This kind of person is just after money, "Give her some money, ask her to hand over the negatives, and then shut up forever."
For him, this is the simplest and most direct way to deal with it.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and the tone became more cautious.
"Boss Chi, we have thoroughly investigated Liu Chang's background."
"I discovered that she and Miss Ji were acquaintances and had a very close relationship."
What?
Chi Lin's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and his knuckles turned white.
Liu Chang.
Season evening.
The two names collided in his mind, instantly exploding into a chaotic spark.
He lost control last night because of Ji Wan's date with Chi Wenyan.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Wan’s good friend happened to appear in Mei Se and captured his most embarrassing scene.
There are not so many coincidences in the world.
All the anger, jealousy, and unwillingness found an outlet at this moment, twisting into a dark conjecture.
It’s Ji Wan.
It must have been Ji Wan's instruction.
She used her friends to take revenge on him and make fun of him.
The woman who was always cold, indifferent, and even distant in front of him, stabbed him hard in the back in this way.
Somewhere in my heart felt like it was being hit repeatedly by a blunt object, causing unbearable dull pain.
He could even imagine the expression of smug mockery that might have appeared on Ji Wan's face when he saw the video, an expression he had never seen before.
The immense sense of humiliation mixed with the anger of betrayal almost burned away his sanity.
"Oh……"
A laugh that was even colder and more vicious than before rolled out of his throat.
good.
That’s great.
He thought she just wanted to get rid of him completely, but unexpectedly, she also wanted him to be ruined.
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