Chapter 80 I’ll send you nude photos next time!

Meng Zhiyi laughed out of anger, stood up and met Meng Tinglan's gaze. Even though there was a big difference in height between them, she did not show any weakness at all.

"Meng Tinglan, if you are sick, go to the hospital. Don't act like you have paranoid delusions. Who the hell would send you a photo when they are full? Do you really think you are so beautiful?"

Meng Tinglan suppressed his belief in every word Meng Zhiyi said, and still said firmly: "It's only been a few hours since I got home, and the private photos have already been leaked online. Who else could be in this house except you?"

"Last time he stole my underwear, this time he took private photos. Tell me, how much did you sell them for?"

Meng Zhiyi closed her eyes, thinking that it was indeed her (the previous owner) fault for stealing the underwear, so she tried hard to calm her anger.

A few seconds later...

Damn, control the JB!

Meng Zhiyi kicked the stool away and shouted angrily, "Yes, it was your father who sent it, okay?"

Meng Tinglan and the others looked at the dismembered stool and were frightened by her.

[Stupid thing, that face is made from your brain, right? ]

[You fucking sleep with the door locked, so I turn into a mosquito and fly in to swat you, right? ]

[Still in the entertainment industry? I am dying of laughter. This pig-brained person is in the entertainment industry. It is the author's kindness to you that you are not eaten by those cunning people and left with only bones. ]

[I received so many gifts from fans, but I never thought about whether there was anything hidden inside.]

[Now that something has happened, you are blaming me for it. You are a fucking idiot. 】

The dirtier Meng Zhiyi cursed in his heart, the uglier his face looked.

She stepped forward, stretched out her hand and poked Meng Tinglan's shoulder again and again, and said in a cold voice: "Then you'd better lock the door when you sleep at night, otherwise the next time you appear on the Internet, it won't be private photos, but nude photos!"

After saying that, Meng Zhi angrily shouted to Meng Zhizhou: "Stop eating, send me to the hot spring villa. Living under the same roof with an idiot will affect my IQ."

Meng Zhizhou slowly put down the bowl in his hand: "Okay."

After Meng Zhizhou took Meng Zhiyi out of the house, the other people in the restaurant slowly regained their composure.

Mother Meng and Father Meng looked at the stool on the ground where their son died and wiped their sweat.

The two looked at each other and wondered who this daughter looked like.

Meng Yiyang continued to eat as if it was none of his business, but secretly felt lucky that he had not angered Meng Zhiyi before.

Meng Tinglan stood there, still thinking about what Meng Zhiyi said before he left.

After a moment, I reacted very slowly: "She actually wanted to post my nude photos!"

Meng Yiyang almost choked and rolled his eyes at Meng Tinglan: "Zhiyi is right, you got this face with your brain, right?"

"What do you mean?" Meng Tinglan didn't react, then suddenly remembered something and looked at Meng Yiyang in surprise: "How do you know that Meng Zhiyi just scolded me like that?"

“…”

Meng's father and mother shook their heads in silence.

Why didn’t I realize before that this son has some IQ issues?

Meng Yiyang sighed, put down his bowl, and said weakly: "I've said it all, we can hear Meng Zhiyi's voice."

Meng Tinglan was struck by lightning and stayed where he was for a long time.

After a while, he murmured, "So, this is true?"

"Is it true? You can just follow what she said in her heart and go back to your room to check the things your fans sent you." Meng Yiyang felt tired and continued, "There are many cases online where some dolls or toys have pinhole surveillance devices installed."

Meng Tinglan was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and ran back to the room.

As he was about to push the door open, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went to Meng Yanchuan's room to get a mask and put it on.

Whether it was psychological or not, Meng Tinglan felt a little scared when he walked into the room. He felt like there were surveillance cameras staring at him in every corner.

He encouraged himself in his heart, and then started to check.

An hour later, Meng Tinglan checked almost all the fan gifts, but did not find the so-called surveillance camera.

He was so tired that he sat on the bed panting, looking angry: "I knew she was talking nonsense, there is no supervision at all..."

Before he could finish his words, Meng Tinglan's attention was drawn to the electronic photo frame on the bedside table.

His brows slightly wrinkled, and he stood up and stood behind the photo frame. From this angle, it was exactly the same as the angle of the photos that appeared on the Internet.

"How is that possible... This photo frame was given to me by Brother Fang."

The Brother Fang that Meng Tinglan mentioned was his assistant.

He just checked all the gifts from fans, but didn't check this one.

The more Meng Tinglan thought about it, the uglier his expression became. He then violently opened the photo frame and found a pinhole surveillance camera inside.

Looking at the monitor that was still flashing red, Meng Tinglan's worldview seemed to be reshaped.

"How is it, did you find anything?" Meng Yiyang leaned against the door frame with his hands clasped around his chest.

Meng Tinglan held the surveillance camera in his hand, with a look of doubt on his face: "Found it."

Meng Yiyang raised his eyebrows: "Now, do you believe what we say?"

Meng Tinglan: "How could she know? This photo frame was given to me by my assistant..."

"She knows more than that, as you'll find out later."

Meng Yiyang didn't want to say too much, especially about Meng Tinglan's future ending.

"Find some time to apologize to Zhiyi. It was you who misunderstood her today." Meng Yiyang did not forget to give this instruction before leaving.

Meng Tinglan frowned immediately, his face full of reluctance.

*

At that time, hot spring villa.

Meng Zhiyi changed into her swimsuit and found a secluded hot spring pool to soak in alone.

There was still a light snowfall in the sky, the hot spring pool was steaming, and the green plants around were covered with a layer of white snow.

She leaned comfortably against the stone, closed her eyes and meditated.

[In the original book, Song Wei and Shen Que's emotional collision occurred here. Although the plot has gone crazy now, what is supposed to happen should still happen, right? ]

[I just don't know if they are here now. Where can I find them? ]

[If we can make something happen to them, it should help the mission progress.]

A familiar voice kept ringing in his ears. Shen Que, who was in the hot spring next door, slowly opened his eyes and looked towards Meng Zhiyi.

There are some green plants between the two hot spring pools, and Meng Zhiyi can be vaguely seen lying lazily on a stone.

[Hmm, so boring. I want to see a gym student with eight-pack abs.]

[I don’t know if I’ve cleaned my internet recently, but I can’t see any handsome guys on my videos. 】

Hearing this, Shen Queqingjun's face gradually turned dark.

He was silent for a few seconds, stood up, grabbed the bathrobe beside him and put it on, then walked straight towards Meng Zhiyi.

After a while, Shen Que arrived at the place where Meng Zhi wanted to be.

In the steaming pool, Meng Zhiyi wore a burgundy backless swimsuit. Her snow-like skin was very seductive under the cover of water vapor, and her graceful figure was clearly visible.

As if noticing his gaze, Meng Zhiyi turned her head in confusion and saw Shen Que wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing large areas of smooth texture and muscular lines extending downwards.

“……” She blinked.

[No, how did he know I was here? ]

Then, Meng Zhiyi bared her teeth and invited, "My boyfriend is here too, do you want to join me?"