Chapter 345: Duplicity
Fu Zheng felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Wen Liang's back as if he was looking at prey, and strode forward.
Wenliang's cheeks became hotter and hotter as she walked faster and faster.
As the footsteps behind her got closer, she almost broke into a jog.
She stared at the ground and saw the man's shadow getting closer and closer, almost overlapping with her. Her heart skipped a beat and she ran away quickly, putting some distance between herself and Fu Zheng.
Fu Zheng's lips curled up, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He caught up with Wen Liang in three or two steps, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms, staring at her with sharp eyes, "Why are you running?"
"Why are you chasing me?" Wen Liang's eyes flickered, and she pushed his shoulder, turning the tables.
"Why do you think I'm chasing you?" Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, smiling.
"I don't know." Wen Liang pretended to be stupid.
Say one thing and mean another.
"Then I'll let you know."
Fu Zheng pressed the back of her head with his big hand and leaned over to kiss her.
Their lips and tongues touched, their breaths lingering.
His lips were hot, and his attack was aggressive and domineering.
Wen Liang's long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled, she was out of breath, her legs were weak, and she could only hold on to his collar tightly with both hands, barely supporting herself.
The temperature was very low at night and a cold wind was blowing by the river.
But it's warm and hot.
The heat radiates from deep within the body.
A tiny bead of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.
Fu Zheng kissed her lips infatuatedly, his tongue going deeper and deeper. One arm was across Wen Liang's waist, tightening inch by inch, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
Under the dim street lights, two figures intertwined and lingered, as if they were born from the same root.
Wen Liang was really breathless and pushed Fu Zheng hard.
Fu Zheng hooked the tip of her tongue and slowly pulled it out.
Wen Liang was breathing heavily.
Her face was flushed, her eyes were wet, and when she raised her eyes, there was unconsciously some charm in her eyes.
Fu Zheng's heart tightened. He raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head, and kissed her again.
“Hmm…”
Wen Liang widened her eyes and looked closely at the roots of Fu Zheng's eyelashes.
Pushing further!
It took a long time before Fu Zheng let go of Wen Liang.
Wen Liang immediately pushed him away and took a few steps back, then raised her hand and gently touched her lower lip, which stung slightly.
She glared at Fu Zheng fiercely, then turned and walked back.
Fu Zheng smiled awkwardly and followed him, "...Aliang, just now, I was very happy."
He asked her to kiss him, but it was just a joke.
But he didn't expect that she would actually kiss him.
At that moment, his heart was beating rapidly.
The whole person feels like being in the clouds, light and unreal.
Wen Liang glared at him again, "Shut up."
"Aliang, we are now..."
Wen Liang raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "We have no relationship now, don't get me wrong."
Isn't it just a kiss?
What's the big deal?
Fu Zheng smiled and followed her words, "Okay, we have nothing to do with each other."
This arrogant little look made Fu Zheng's heart flutter, and he wanted to kill her right there.
But he can't act too hastily, otherwise it will backfire.
Now, he is very satisfied.
He didn't have to remarry her.
As long as she doesn't reject him.
"Leave."
"Um."
They both put their helmets back on.
Fu Zheng rode a motorcycle back to the community.
There is sufficient evidence to prove the tampering of the photo signature, and Wen Liang thought that there would be a result soon. However, after waiting for two days, there was no response from the organizer, as if they had not received the email.
Only then did Wen Liang come to his senses.
Why are her works signed with someone else's name?
Apart from submitting the photos via email, she never sent them to anyone else, nor did she post them on social media platforms.
In other words, the organizers were aware of and condoned the act of tampering with signatures and stealing photos, and even participated in it.
As for the ID Wangcheng, Wen Liang felt that it looked familiar. After checking, he found out that this person had won the second prize in the previous photography competition.
It is still unknown whether this second prize is real or fake, and it is very likely that it was stolen.
If a scandal like this were to break out in a competition, the value of the competition would be greatly reduced.
Wen Liang did not forget that Huo Dongcheng was a judge of the Shanhe Photography Competition and one of the initiators, and had close ties with the organizer.
Out of consideration for the relationship, Wen Liang did not directly expose and denounce the case, but instead sent a copy of the evidence he had compiled to Huo Dongcheng, explaining the reason.
An hour later, Huo Dongcheng replied, "Aliang, I'm very sorry. The announcement on the official website has been changed. I will give you an explanation on this matter."
"Thank you, Dongcheng brother. I'll be frank. This matter is likely related to the organizer's staff."
"I understand. I've already sent someone to investigate."
"By the way," Huo Dongcheng sent another message, "I heard that you had some friction with Donglin and Auntie yesterday?"
"Yes, I think it should have been resolved." Wen Liang said.
Anyway, the problem was solved on her side. As for whether Huo Donglin and his mother would hold a grudge against him, she didn't know.
"Donglin was born with asthma, so Auntie keeps a close eye on him. If I'm offended, please don't take it personally."
"I understand, Dongcheng brother."
"Your works are the ones I'm most satisfied with among all the entries. Keep up the good work."
"Thanks."
Huo Dongcheng put down his phone, looked solemnly at Secretary Liu in front of him, and said, "Go and ask Miss Cousin to come over."
"yes."
Secretary Liu stayed beside Huo Dongcheng for a long time and could tell at a glance that he was filled with anger.
Soon, Lin Yinuan pushed the door open and came in. Her face was delicately made up, hiding the fatigue of the past two days. "Cousin, are you looking for me?"
Huo Dongcheng raised his eyes and said sharply, "Who allowed you to take someone else's work and put your own name on it?!"
The ID called Wangcheng belongs to Lin Yinan.
She had liked Huo Dongcheng before, and in order to bring them closer and have common topics, Lin Yinuan also learned photography. However, she had little talent in this area and did not achieve much.
She didn't want to lose face in front of Huo Dongcheng, so she contacted the staff privately.
As the cousin of the Huo family, naturally there were people who were willing to please her, and they thought that she did this with Huo Dongcheng's tacit approval, so they helped her to get the matter done very efficiently.
The reason why the last prize was second place was because the first prize winner was a photographer of some fame.
As for this time, Lin Yinuan had not met Fu Zheng when she greeted him, and she forgot about it after greeting him, but she didn't expect that it would be exposed.
Lin Yinuan knew that Huo Dongcheng would not tolerate any sand in his eyes, so she immediately admitted her mistake, "I'm sorry, cousin, I was wrong. I shouldn't have done this. I will never do it again!"
Huo Dongcheng stared at her coldly.
Lin Yinuan felt increasingly guilty and said anxiously, "Really, cousin, I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken someone else's work as my own."
"Since you know you're wrong, then go and apologize."
"Ah?" Lin Yinuan was stunned. When she met Huo Dongcheng's eyes, she shrank her neck. "Still...still want to apologize?"
Why not just change the name back?
If she apologized, wouldn't everyone know that her award-winning work was plagiarized from someone else?
Where can she put her face?
Huo Dongcheng narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?! Say it again!"
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