Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

There is a slight click when you click into the album.

That was the sound of the phone's built-in buttons, full of a cold, mechanical feel.

But at this moment, this sound seemed to be the sound of Ye Kong's thoughts suddenly pausing for a second.

Du Ruowei's completely broken cry rang out on the chaotic road.

Ye Kong came back to his senses amid her crying and slowly slid his fingers.

In her pupils, in her sight, and on the screen, everything that was densely flipping was Wen Can.

There are distant full-body shots and close-ups of the face.

Some are candid shots from a paparazzi's perspective, some are close-ups taken from newspapers or news, and there are even many distant back shots.

But no matter whether it is blurry or clear, no matter whether the man in the photo is looking directly at the camera or just leaving a casual silhouette.

These photos instinctively show the emotions of the phone's owner.

I dare not get close, but I can't help but yearn for and be fascinated by it.

Some photos even have several duplicates saved.

Ye Kong slid down little by little, and a strange smile gradually spread across his face.

Du Ruowei on the ground was crying.

She cried helplessly and collapsed, almost hysterically, but she didn't dare to look up.

As she cried, Ye Kong tilted his head and asked the man in the window behind him: "Guess what I saw?"

“No…” Du Ruowei still refused to look up, but uttered madly to herself, “No, no, no, no, please, Ye Kong, I beg you, I beg you…”

Amid her frantic pleading, Ye Kong muttered to himself: "There's a line in Lolita that says there are three things a person cannot hide: poverty, cough, and love."

She scrolled through the screen and looked at the photos: "I used to be curious about why love cannot be hidden, but now I seem to understand."

She tilted her head to look at Du Ruowei who was collapsing on the ground: "This feeling is probably hard to sum up and describe in words, it's just instinct - just like I can guess that you like Wen Can even though I haven't met you many times."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "But it could also be that I am gifted and have amazing intuition."

After saying this, she asked Du Ruowei to raise her head.

Of course Du Ruowei refused, so Ye Kong said, "As long as you look up, I won't show him your phone."

"..."

Du Ruowei was gasping violently like an asthma patient, and raised her head with a completely wet face.

And in her hazy vision with her last hope, Ye Kong gave her a devilish smile.

"Fool, do you really believe it?"

The girl smiled happily, and lightly showed the screen to the man behind her, saying in a light tone: "Look, your fans."

Du Ruowei: ...

My breath got stuck in my chest.

Du Ruowei's entire body and the flow of blood seemed to have stopped.

She stood there frozen, like a petrified statue.

For some reason, her tearful eyes made Wen Can's face particularly clear.

Following Ye Kong's words, he turned his gaze to his phone.

Just like a butterfly flying across a mirror, it landed lightly and then flew away without any emotion.

Those photos, filled with thoughts and love, couldn't even stir the slightest ripple in him - not even surprise, let alone being moved.

Ye Kong's eyes swept across his face, then glanced at Du Ruowei who was standing there with tears on her face, and muttered, "It's really sad to love someone one-sidedly. I'm beginning to feel a little pitiful for you."

"……demon."

Du Ruowei's tears were streaming down her face, but no sound of crying could come out of her throat.

She didn't dare to look at Wen Can again. Her eyes were fixed on Ye Kong's face, and she murmured, "Devil."

"Huh?" Ye Kong, who didn't hear clearly, tilted his head in confusion.

"You devil." His breathing became rapid again, and the girl's beautiful face was reflected in Du Ruo's trembling pupils.

There was no mocking or disdainful expression on her face; on the contrary, she even looked innocent and pure.

But the more this happened, the more natural malice it exuded in Du Ruowei's eyes, just like a child breaking off a dragonfly's wings out of curiosity, which made people's scalp tingle.

"You are a heartless, vicious devil!"

Du Ruowei rushed forward and struggled violently, but was immediately pressed back by the bodyguard.

Her nerves seemed to have completely broken, and she fell into an abyss of frenzy. She was shouting Ye Kong's name and cursing him randomly on the ground. Every word was so unpleasant that even Wen Can couldn't help but frown.

Ye Kong didn't react at all, he just sighed and said, "It seems like there's nothing I can get out of this."

Turning to look at Wen Can: "What should we do next?"

"Send her back to the Du family."

Wen Can said calmly, "President Du will ask for us."

Ye Kong squatted down and was about to put the phone back into Du Ruowei's pocket, but suddenly stopped.

"Ah wait."

Under Du Ruowei's distracted and crazy vision, she took out her mobile phone, deleted the album full of Wen Can's photos with one click, and then cleared the recycle bin as well.

"I'm sorry," she apologized to Du Ruowei, "I'm a very possessive person. I don't like seeing others saving photos of my fiancé like a pervert."

She put the phone back into Du Ruowei's pocket, then waved to her and said with a smile, "Goodbye, Miss Du."

·

Watching two bodyguards push Du Ruowei into the car.

The rest of the group began to pick up the pieces.

The thugs who were wailing and begging for mercy on the ground were also packed up and taken away.

Ye Kongcai turned around and got into the car, leaning back in the seat with a long sigh.

But the black masses were in no hurry to leave.

Wen Can's taciturn assistant, holding a machine, walked around the Maybach, and finally crawled under the car and walked to Wen Can's window holding something.

"Sir, it's a tracker."

Wen Can took the small black thing from his hand and stared at it for two or three seconds.

When Ye Kong was trying to discern his expression carefully, he had already thrown the things out, leaned back in his chair with a lack of interest and closed his eyes: "Let's go."

The assistant scrambled to catch the tracker.

Ye Kong looked at his profile and slowly looked away.

·

The Du family's plan to let Du Ruowei go abroad to avoid the limelight was shattered.

The Wen family considered themselves to be the richest family in Yuzhou and did not care about this accident. They just restrainedly and coldly sent the Du family a certificate for the scrapping of the Maybach.

Ye Tingchu was not so reserved.

She took the video of Du Ruowei going crazy that Ye Kong gave her, and intercepted a lot of benefits from the Du family like robbery.

Once this news got out, the Du family's reputation in the entire Yuzhou was completely ruined. At the same time, the names of Ye Kong and Wen Can were officially tied together.

Some people began to truly view these two people as one.

"They are serious about this."

"They are together even when no one knows about this. Could it be that they really like each other?"

"Didn't you say that you were already discussing the date for the engagement?"

"Once the Wen and Ye families truly marry, I'm afraid the situation in Yuzhou will change again, and the Qin family will be in danger."

"But it's not certain whether Wen Can can still represent the Wen family in the future, right?"

"No matter what, this Ye Kong is really scary. He has only been in Yuzhou for a short time, but he has already ruined the Du family. Those who want to go against him in the future should be careful, or they might end up like Du Ruowei..."

……

There was a lot of discussion in the circle for a while.

No one knew that there was a mastermind behind this matter.

Even Du Ruowei's father couldn't get the exact name from her.

However, Ye Kong got a number from Qu Wu.

Qu Wu: [Of all the numbers she called, this was the only one she didn’t know about, and it was an anonymous number.]

When Ye Kong was wondering about the owner of this number, someone suddenly knocked on the bedroom door.