"Not long ago, Hong Xing'er and her father Hong Xian took a painting to Jinyuan to visit Ye Jiuye. No one knows what happened inside afterwards."
Wen Ting slowly explained to Zhuang Yu'an.
"Then, not long after, Hong Xian left Jinyuan alone, but Hong Xing'er didn't leave with him, so now she..."
"Impossible!" Zhuang Yu'an unconsciously squeezed Wen Ting's hand, his face full of tears, pitiful and delicate. "Master Jiu can't possibly like Hong Xing'er, it's impossible! He...he hates women so much, wuwu..."
She covered her mouth and sobbed softly.
Wen Ting hugged her distressedly and patted her to comfort her, "Don't cry, the matter is still under investigation, maybe it's not what you think."
She is the daughter of a wealthy family. She rarely cries and has grown up carefree. How could she be so distressed by these emotions that shouldn't exist?
Wen Ting felt bitter and painful.
Zhuang Yu'an raised his tear-stained face and sobbed, "I remember now. The painting you mentioned was bought by Hong Xing'er in Europe. I heard it's called 'Yishan'."
Their wealthy family has a circle, which is a regular gathering of celebrities from various families. Not long ago, Zhuang Yu'an did hear in the circle that Hong Xing'er had won a painting. She didn't take it seriously at the time, but she didn't expect that Hong Xing'er was doing it to please Ye Jiuye.
Ye Jiuye, he is a god-like male god in the socialite circle and in everyone's heart. Who wouldn't want him?
He is the recognized object of all socialites. Although he is cold, heartless and hates women to approach or touch him, he still cannot resist women's crazy and admiration for him.
They know all of Ye Jiuye's preferences very well, and some socialites even secretly collect things that Ye Jiuye has used.
No one knows who that person is, but he is very perverted, which makes some people envious. They have no chance to collect Ye Jiuye's things.
"That's right, Hong Xing'er must have taken the painting to please Master Ye Jiu." Wen Ting nodded and sighed.
When An An talked about Ye Jiuye, she could not stop talking for three days and three nights. She weaved all kinds of beautiful words for Ye Jiuye, describing him as the ultimate and perfect man.
"An An, you..."
"I don't believe it, cousin. Please check it out. It must not be what you said." Zhuang Yu'an pulled Wen Ting's arm and begged.
"I..." Wen Ting looked at her sideways, his eyes deep.
bell!
Suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and looked at it, frowning.
"Hello."
“…”
Wen Ting's expression changed, and his eyes were heavy.
Zhuang Yu'an looked at him and said anxiously, "Cousin, what happened?"
Wen Ting put the phone back and looked at her with complicated eyes. "Just now, there was news from Hancheng that Hongshan Group declared bankruptcy and Hong Xian suddenly fell ill."
Zhuang Yu'an was stunned. "W-why?"
"Because he offended Master Ye Jiu!" Wen Ting sighed, his expression becoming serious.
Everyone knows that if you offend Master Jiu Ye, there will be terrible consequences where not even a bone will be left of you.
After Hong Xian left Jinyuan that day, everyone knew that he had offended Ye Jiuye. Overnight, all those who had cooperated with Hongshan Group withdrew their investment, and all those who had not cooperated closed their doors and did not lend a hand.
As a result, Hongshan Group soon ran out of funds to operate, and with tens of millions in loans from banks, they came to collect the debts.
All of a sudden, Hongxian could not withstand the unexpected changes and collapsed.
His company was instantly divided up by his greedy relatives.
The huge Hongshan Group was destroyed just like that.
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