Chapter 444 Blackmail
Although blurry, one could still vaguely see Ji Wan's innocent yet frightened face. More importantly, the photo was taken from a tricky angle. Ji Wan's clothes were disheveled, her collar ripped open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. Her eyes were hazy and humiliated. She looked like a delicate flower waiting to be plucked, exuding a shattered allure.
This bitch.
Lu Liang cursed in his heart, but a sinister thought emerged as quickly as a poisonous snake.
He suddenly raised his head, and his face, which had been furious just now, forced a twisted smile, and his eyes changed from rage to a calculating gleam.
"Haha..." He chuckled twice, his voice hoarse, "Nice shot, quite clear."
The young man and the elderly people around him were stunned. They didn't expect him to react like this.
"You...what do you mean?" The young man felt a little scared when he was looked at by him, and subconsciously wanted to take back his phone.
But Lu Liang was quicker and pressed down on his wrist with such force that the young man cried out in pain.
"Don't move." Lu Liang's tone was gloomy, but his eyes were fixed on the photo on the screen. "I bought this photo."
"Ah?" The young man was confused.
The people around looked at each other in confusion. Was this guy surnamed Lu mad, or what?
"What did you say?" The young man suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"I'll pay for these photos," Lu Liang said, emphasizing the price. "Also, find out who else took photos besides you that night. It doesn't matter if they were taken with a cell phone or something else. I'll take as many as I can get. The price is negotiable."
His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable ruthlessness.
The young man looked at the strange light flashing in Lu Liang's eyes, then looked at the woman's suggestive look in the photo, and instantly understood something in his heart.
This guy surnamed Lu wants to get his hands on these photos, and who knows what dirty things he might do.
"What do you want to do?" The young man hesitated, but when he thought of the money, he became excited.
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Lu Liang released his wrist, took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a stack of red bills, and stuffed it into the young man's hand. "This is a 10,000 yuan deposit. After the deal is done, you will definitely get some benefits."
The impact of the thick stack of money was so huge that the young man's eyes widened and he subconsciously clenched the banknotes.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course it's true." Lu Liang pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a sinister smile. "Send me the photos first, then ask around and find photos taken by other people. I'll pay you based on the number of photos. Remember, don't tell anyone about this."
He moved closer to the young man, lowered his voice, and said threateningly: "If I find out you're playing tricks, or if I tell others about this..."
The young man looked at Lu Liang's eyes, which were filled with hostility, and shuddered. He nodded quickly, "I know...I know. Brother Lu, don't worry, I will definitely help you."
Lu Liang nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and swept his eyes sinisterly over the old men and women who had not yet dispersed around him. Those people felt scared by his gaze, and avoided his sight and dispersed awkwardly.
As the crowd dispersed, the fake smile on Lu Liang's face disappeared instantly, replaced by deep resentment.
He took out his cell phone and looked at the photo the young man had just sent him, his fingers running over Ji Wan's face that was full of humiliation and temptation over and over again.
Ji Wan. Chi Wenyan. You think you can destroy me like this? Dream on.
You've ruined my reputation, so I'll let you experience what it means to be truly damned. These photos are the beginning of your damnation.
He laughed grimly, and the laughter echoed in the empty corridor, sounding particularly creepy.
The president's office on the top floor of Chi Group.
Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows is a bustling city scene, and sunlight shines through the glass onto the valuable ebony desk.
Chi Wenyan was reviewing an important cooperation document with a pen between his fingers.
He had a focused expression and exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away.
In the lower right corner of the computer screen, an email icon suddenly flashed.
At first, Chi Wenyan didn't care until the icon continued to jump, as if it would not give up until it achieved its goal.
He frowned slightly, put down his pen, reached out and moved the mouse, clicking on the unread email.
The sender was anonymous gibberish, and the subject line was a few simple and crude words: "Mr. Chi, look at your woman."
Chi Wenyan's eyes darkened instantly, and an ominous premonition gripped his heart.
He clicked on the body of the email.
There are no extra texts, only rows of thumbnails, which are shocking.
The background of the photo seems to be a chaotic night, with dim light, but enough to see the protagonist, Ji Wan.
Her clothes were disheveled, her face was filled with fear and humiliation, and even some ambiguous traces could be seen on her fair skin. Her eyes were blurred, and there seemed to be traces of tears at the corners of her mouth. She was curled up, revealing a sense of broken fragility, but from certain angles, she was photographed with a kind of humiliating temptation that made one's blood boil.
“Pah.”
The pen was suddenly gripped tightly, and the tip of the pen made a harsh sound on the hard table.
Chi Wenyan's breathing suddenly stopped, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, causing him to feel so painful that his vision went black.
His fingers trembled as he uncontrollably clicked on the enlarged pictures one after another.
Every photo was like a poisoned knife, stabbing into his eyes and piercing his chest.
That was his Wanwan. The woman he held in his hands, afraid she would melt.
But now he appears in these dirty photos in such an unbearable posture.
Who is it? Who did it?
A surge of rage mixed with bone-gnawing heartache instantly swept through his limbs and bones.
The air pressure in the office suddenly dropped and the air condensed into ice.
His eyes were fixed on the screen, his handsome face was now covered with frost, his jawline was taut, and deep in his eyes was a devastating storm.
He continued to scroll down, and finally a line of text appeared at the end of the email.
"Five million to buy out these photos. Mr. Chi, I'll give you three days to consider. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
Five million?
The corner of Chi Wenyan's mouth curled up into an extremely cold and bloodthirsty arc.
Threatening him with these things? And even thinking of using his woman's humiliation to exchange for money?
court death.
He suddenly picked up the intercom on the table. His voice was as cold as the Siberian cold current, and every word was filled with murderous intent: "Assistant Chen, get in here immediately."
Assistant Chen on the other end of the phone was so frightened by the tone that he rushed in crawling.
"Chi...Boss Chi?" Assistant Chen felt his legs go weak as he looked at his boss's face, which was so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water.
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