The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

It was already night when Ji Lengming received the video sent from the detention center.

He read the entire transaction process carefully, spoke to Han Daoren, and then told the prison guard in the detention center a few words. Then he sent it to the Yangcheng media.

After completing a set of operations, there was a knock on the door.

Ji Lengming opened the door and the hotel room service staff came into view.

The waiters were wearing uniform and holding trays, standing outside the door.

He said politely, "Mr. Ji, this is the dinner that Miss Wen asked us to prepare for you."

Ji Lengming was stunned and turned around to ask Wen Wan what was going on.

But when he saw the empty room, he suddenly remembered that Wen Wan had gone home to see her father.

"Thank you," Ji Lengming took the plate, "You've worked hard!"

"You're welcome!"

The door closed and the room suddenly became quiet.

The lunch box in my hand is still warm.

Before, Ji Lengming didn't feel anything unusual when he was alone.

But at this moment, he looked at the house where everything was the same as before, and inexplicably felt as if something was missing.

Sometimes habits can be scary.

When you get used to nagging in your ears, used to someone saying a witty remark from time to time, used to someone constantly making his presence felt in front of you, but suddenly in an instant, this person disappears, the loneliness that comes after you will seem clear and shocking.

Ji Lengming sat at the edge of the table with dinner in his hands. He didn't eat. He just stared at the lunch box blankly, without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly the cell phone rang.

He quickly picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from a reporter from Yangcheng.

A sense of loss welled up in my heart.

But I answered the call calmly.

The other party was obviously surprised and indignant about the video he sent.

"Mr. Ji, did the people from Aurora Wealth bribe the villagers?"

Ji Lengming: "Depending on the situation, it should be!"

The reporter's voice suddenly rose: "How can these people be so shameless? Just because they have money, they can do whatever they want and confuse right and wrong? I have been in this industry for so many years and have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen such blatant ones!"

"If you hadn't recorded this transaction, we would have been haunted by this for the rest of our lives. These people are so vicious!"

If it were under normal circumstances, Ji Lengming might have a good chat with the other person and give him some spiritual chicken soup or something.

But at this moment, he was a little absent-minded, wondering if someone else would contact him, and then heard the busy tone of "the user you dialed is busy"...

My thoughts are all messy.

The words that came out of his mouth were——

"Well, fighting against bad guys requires wisdom and strategy."

"They are stubborn, reactionary, and sinister. If you don't fight them, they won't fall. The enemy won't be eliminated on its own."

"Now that Zheng Yiping's company is going to hold a press conference, it is not difficult to infer that this press conference will be a whitewashing event."

"Now, with this transaction video, we can completely destroy the reputation of Aurora Wealth."

"but....."

Before Ji Lengming could finish the following "but", he was drowned out by the excited voice on the other end of the line.

"That would be great! This kind of company that disregards human life and plays the old social game should be eliminated!"

"Mr. Ji, you don't know how great the visual impact was when we went to interview the people of Tuanjie Village and saw their miserable conditions!"

"I also came from a poor family. My family wasn't wealthy. We also had a life of 'one piece of clothing was passed down from one brother to another'. But even though we were poor, at least we didn't have endless foreign debts, and we could keep the crops we grew and raised at home."

"It's nothing like Tuanjie Village. There's absolutely no way for people to survive here!"

Ji Lengming always has expectations for kind and upright people.

He couldn't help but straighten himself up.

"So, your work is particularly important. The news media is the eyes, ears and mouth of the people. If you lose this, it is equivalent to the people being blind, deaf and dumb."

“You have a very heavy responsibility!”

Anyone who has been in contact with Ji Lengming for a period of time will basically be infected by his special aura.

That kind of uplifting, upward spirit with fire in the heart and light in the eyes can easily allow a person to absorb its energy.

Although the reporters in Yangcheng had never met Ji Lengming, they had unconsciously developed a sense of social responsibility during several phone calls with him.

"Mr. Ji, don't worry, I won't shirk my duties! No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely live up to the oath I swore under the red flag!"

Ji Lengming pursed his lips silently: "I'll leave it to you!"

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After the two finished their conversation, the smile on Ji Lengming's face immediately disappeared.

Others can look at problems optimistically, but he can't.

In his opinion, only by preparing for the worst can one face challenges with ease.

He has to think more than others.

With the cooperation of Yangcheng media, the illusion of "benefiting the people" created by Zheng Yiping will inevitably collapse.

So, what will happen next? What will Zheng Yiping do?

Just now facing the reporters, he couldn't say the following words "but".

But those words were just meant to express my own concerns.

Ji Lengming felt that Zheng Yiping, who had fallen into madness, would most likely use any means necessary to attack the Wen family.

After all, the Yangcheng media, in name, still bears the title of the Wen family.

After thinking it over, Ji Lengming felt that it would be better to take the initiative to contact Wen Wan.

Just as I thought of this, the communication device in my hand suddenly vibrated.

He looked down and saw the word "gentle" jumping around just like her personality.

Ji Lengming answered the call subconsciously.

Almost at the same time, Wen Wan's sticky and sweet voice spread out.

"Dear Mingming, have you eaten the dinner I prepared for you?"

The man couldn't help but curl his lips, his heart couldn't help beating happily.

"I just got it and was about to start eating. How about you? Have you got home yet? Did you have a smooth journey?"

Wen Wan was lying on the big bed in her bedroom in an ungraceful manner, her legs swinging back and forth leisurely.

The bedside table lamp casts a warm yellow light, reflecting the beautiful and fragrant body, with a watery and lively spring feeling.

She glanced out the window. It was raining heavily and the wind was blowing hard. The sturdy glass made crisp sounds from time to time.

"I got home early."

"It's raining really hard here. Luckily we left early, otherwise we might not be able to leave in such extreme weather."

The woman retracted her gaze, propped her chin with one hand, and asked in a soft tone, "I've been away from you for more than 10 hours. Do you miss me?"

Ji Lengming fiddled with the chopsticks on the table helplessly, his ears turning a little red.

There seemed to be something stuck in his throat and his heartbeat kept getting faster and faster.

"good."

Wen Wan was not satisfied with this answer.

"What do you mean by 'ok'? If you want to, you want to. If you don't want to, you don't want to. What do you mean by 'ok'?!"

Ji Lengming lowered his eyes and muttered at a very fast speed: "'It's OK' means that I still miss you a lot, okay!"

Wen Wan didn't react for a while.

When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, her eyes narrowed into crescents as she smiled. She rolled happily on the bed, and the pink bedding was a mess.

Ji Lengming noticed the other party's amusement, coughed lightly, and straightened himself up.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and talk about..."

Wenwan interrupted him and then tuned her voice. Her emotions were extremely moving and deep, and her gentleness was enough to cover up the surging river and the howling wind and rain.

"When you miss me, I miss you too!"

"Mingming, I have been waiting for this moment for decades!"

Wen Wan buried her head in the quilt, her heart was filled with emotions, her tongue was filled with mixed feelings, and tears gradually came out of her eyes.

In a blink of an eye, tears were pouring down.

And the next second, there was a crisp "click" sound outside the bedroom door.

Wen Tongren pushed the door open with an antique black box in his hand.

Wen Wan jumped up instantly and roared at the door: "Dad! Can you knock before entering my room?"

Wen was cheerful at first, but when he saw the tears in his baby daughter's eyes, his expression changed suddenly.

"Wanwan, are you crying?"

He shouted loudly: "Who made you cry? Was it that kid Ji Lengming?"

Wen Tongren glanced at Wen Wan's cell phone and saw that the screen was on. He then gritted his teeth, rushed over in anger, and snatched the phone away.

On the screen, the four big words "My Beloved" immediately caught my eye.

Wen Tongren doesn't care about "true love" or "false love".

He was furious and yelled, "Ji Lengming! I even bought a piece of jade to give to you. Is this how much you love your future wife?!"

"Humph! If you continue to bully my Wanwan, don't even think about letting me marry my precious daughter to you!"

Ji Lengming was confused: "???"