Dyed

The 300 million points were packed into three boxes. He walked into the bungalow and saw Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou in another room.

The man briefly checked the money in the box, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed the cell phone that Ming Chengyou had lost to Ming Zheng, "Money and goods are due, and the negatives are inside. I promise there is no backup."

Ming Zheng sneered and stretched out his hand.

"Wait!" Fu Ran rushed out of the room. The two people at the door didn't stop her anymore. She grabbed the phone with one step and turned her back to check.

Her photo was transferred into the album at some point, she hurriedly pressed the delete button, "How can I believe that you didn't back it up?"

"We will still live in this place when we get the money? Don't worry, once we leave Ying'an City, we will never come back."

Fu Ran had to believe it even if she knew she didn't believe it, she clenched the phone tightly, and Ming Zheng stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Let's go!"

Fu Ran was pulled out forcefully by him, she staggered and almost fell, she managed to catch up with Ming Zheng's footsteps.

Seeing that his handsome face was tense, his eyes were as cold as iron, and the big hand holding her wrist was like iron clamps, which made her wrist ache.

He opened the car door and pushed her in with one force.

Mingzheng started the engine, the car quickly turned around, the tires made a crackling sound as the tires pressed against the bricks and tiles, and Fu Ran followed the car around quickly, only seeing Ming Chengyou out of the iron gate from the corner of his eye.

Ming Zheng gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his knuckles protruding due to the force.

Fu Ran pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, holding two mobile phones in her hand.

The car drove to the spacious avenue, Mingzheng turned off the stereo, and the atmosphere of silence was broken, "You were absent-minded yesterday because of this matter?"

"Ah."

"Why are you looking for him?" Ming Zheng said in a cold voice.

Fu Ran swallowed the words, "Brother, thank you."

Mingzheng's breathing became heavy, as if he was trying his best to bear it. After a long while, he heard his flat voice without ups and downs, "Is it because the photo is related to him?"

Fu Ran was in a state of confusion, propped her right side of her face with her hands, and did not see a car behind her through the rearview mirror.

Her silence answered Ming Zheng's guess.

"Xiaoran, I thought you would at least come to me if you had something to do."

He drove the car very fast.

"I don't want you to get involved."

Mingzheng smashed the steering wheel, "I don't want you to have anything to do with him, just tell me about the photos, and I will still help you."

Thinking of the pornographic photos they were talking about, Ming Zheng could imagine the content, and his remaining anger still added to his irritability.Sweeping across the phone Fu Ran was holding, "The photo was deleted?"

"deleted."

Ming Zheng snatched the phone from her hand.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Ming Zheng opened the car window, and the phone was thrown out with a snap. Fu Ran didn't expect him to move so fast.

"I thought you were going to call the police."

"Then let others see what you look like?" Ming Zheng looked sideways, the coldness in his eyes made Fu Ran feel strange.

"Brother, I still say the same thing, thank you for coming, no one can be more sad than myself in this matter." Fu Ran didn't want others to remind her of her embarrassment over and over again.

Ming Zheng was silent for a long time, Fu Ran turned his face away from the window.

"I'll take you back." He threw out a sentence as if in compromise.

After Fu Ran returned home, Fan Xian and Fu Songting waited anxiously in the living room, thinking of calling the police if they saw her come back.

She shirked that she was staying at Qin Mumu's house because she had something to do, and it happened that her phone was out of battery, so Fan Xian muttered a few words and let it go.

Even though she got the phone, Fu Ran was still uneasy, and after a few days passed, she finally calmed down.

When Ming Chengyou called Fu Ran, he didn't want to answer, but thinking about what happened a few days ago, he went to meet him at the place he had planned.

"Where's my mobile phone?" Ming Chengyou said the first sentence with the palm stretched over.

Fu Ran didn't hide anything, "I lost it."

"Is the phone mine?"

Fu Ran avoided his hand, "Isn't 300 million enough to buy your mobile phone?"

Ming Chengyou smiled, and withdrew his hand, "Why, did it hurt him to bleed?"

She was wondering how to repay this huge debt.

The business of the studio was good in the past two years, and finally paid back 200 million. Although Mingzheng insisted not to accept it, Fu Ran still sent the money to Cun Kun's finance department.

But now that the business of the studio is sluggish, another sum is on his shoulders.Fu Ran sipped her coffee, she was a tragedy, busy with debts.

"You said, did they really leave Ying'an City?"

"should be."

Fu Ran looked at her mobile phone unconsciously, "Aren't they afraid that we will find someone after we leave?"

The corners of Ming Chengyou's mouth lit up with a smile, his long and narrow eyes were opened, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line, "They should find a way to leave quickly, mainly because you dare not call the police."

"But I have deleted all the photos."

"If you really want to kill the carbine, they don't know how they died, so I think they should have a backup in their hands."

"What?!" Fu Ran exclaimed, she hadn't expected this at all.

Ming Chengyou covered her mouth with his hand, "At least I won't trouble you until the money runs out, and besides, I don't necessarily have the guts to come back."

Fu Ran felt like sitting on pins and needles, the thorn that had been pulled out with great difficulty pierced into his body again.

"But I can guarantee that even if they have a backup, they will not take it out."

Fu Ran glanced at him, "Did they listen to you?"

"Have you ever heard of using one's own way to treat another's body?"

Fu Ran was not in the mood to play riddles, "What do you mean?"

Ming Chengyou moved to Fu Ran's side, his voice was extremely low, "Before they left Ying'an City, I found a way to find them."

"so what?"

"I took pictures of them too."

Fu Ran turned her face away, Ming Chengyou was very close, and the tips of their noses almost touched, "How much threat do you think men's nude photos will pose to them?"

"What if there are three men and one woman? In addition, this woman was hired by me, and it is very likely that they will rape her at that time. As long as they dare to use your photo to talk about things, I promise to let them Sit through the prison, so it's best to get away with the money if you are acquainted."

Fu Ran took a sip of coffee, and when she remembered that scene, she suddenly felt nauseated. She opened her mouth to vomit, but Ming Chengyou slapped her lightly on the back, "Swallow it back, do you need to be so surprised?"