15 years in business

Wu Xiangping wiped off the residual makeup on the bruise for him: "Be careful... it will hurt a little, um, well, it's all wiped clean."

Ninagawa rang the doorbell, and asked quietly amidst the bell, "Will he be home?"

"Will do."

There was a bag of rotten kitchen waste by the door. The bag was opened wide. Wu Xiangping held her nose and threw the makeup remover towel in. Two flies, startled, buzzed out of the sewage and flew over the banana peel.

When Gao Zhifeng saw Ninagawa, he whistled strangely: "Don't tell me, you are really pretty."

Wu Xiangping reprimanded softly: "Gao Zhifeng!"

"Oh, can't I praise people?"

He opened the door, hunched over, and shook his head strangely: "Please come in, the big stars are here, and the humble house is full of splendor."

The rental house was leaking from all sides, and there were several broken windows supported by the rusty iron frame. It didn't take long for Ninagawa to feel cold, and she folded her arms around her body to keep warm.

Gao Zhifeng led the way halfway, and suddenly braked suddenly. Ninagawa couldn't control it well, and almost fell onto his chest.

Gao Zhifeng turned his head and smiled strangely with a toothpick in his mouth: "The inside is my studio, you can sit in the living room."

Can you call it a living room?Ninagawa secretly slandered.

There was an eye-catching European-style cabinet under the broken window. Gao Zhifeng copied the photo on the cabinet and opened it carefully like a treasure.

"All ready?" Ninagawa asked.

Gao Zhifeng held the photo in his right hand and the memory card in his left. He showed both of them to Ninagawa at the same time, grinning and showing his yellow teeth: "It's all here, I'm not lying."

Gao Zhifeng sat down opposite Ninagawa, deliberately teasing him with a photo.

Ninagawa was unmoved, the bruise on his face hurt again, and he rubbed the wound quietly.

"You're so boring." Seeing that he didn't take the bait, Gao Zhifeng took the photo back in embarrassment, then pursed his lips and whistled again.

"I told you before I came here, I want to exchange these photos with a message." Ninagawa said.

Gao Zhifeng stretched his waist with a playful smile: "What news? More exciting than the photos of you being raped?"

Ningagawa closed her eyes and said, "Su Wanjia and Lu Zhan are together."

Gao Zhifeng looked stunned, and sat up straight: "Who and who? Slow down."

"Su Wanjia and Lu Zhan." Ningagawa repeated, "They are the two people you know."

Gao Zhifeng clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "Oh, you guys really don't want to be lonely in this line of work."

Ninagawa said to herself: "It's not top traffic, but they are also popular artists. They have a very close private meeting recently. You can squat down in the dormitory where I live, and you can easily find them. There are many intimate photos of Su Wanjia and Lu Zhan." Everyone wants to buy it, so you should also be short of money, right? The windfall comes to your door, and it depends on whether you accept it or not."

"Yes, why don't you accept this." Gao Zhifeng picked up a toothpick and picked the space between his teeth back and forth, with a happy face, "Yes, this material is quite strong."

"But there is one thing, you must remember." Ninagawa's face was clouded for a moment, like an ominous ghost, "Lu Zhan's face must not appear in the photo."

His complexion was so ugly, coupled with the bruise on his cheek, Gao Zhifeng couldn't help being frightened, he agreed, while reaching out to try to drive away the ominous atmosphere in the sky: "OK, OK, what's the big deal, No problem, don't worry."

Ninagawa watched coldly: "I've already given you the news, give me the photo."

Gao Zhifeng changed his face quickly, and snorted disdainfully: "What if I don't pay? Then I have two chips in my hand."

He stretched out two fingers, flipping over Ninagawa flamboyantly.

"But I already know where you live."

Ninagawa smiled faintly at him: "If you don't give me the photo, Li Yu will come to kill you, life and money, and you don't want any of them at that time."

Gao Zhifeng and Li Yu fought each other, and now thinking about it, he still feels a little scared. His bad expression disappeared, and he thought that since the conditions are so good, he will not lose money, so let's smash his mouth, slowly lean out his body, and push the photos and memory card to the other end of the table.

The wind blew him very cold, Ninagawa got impatient and snatched the photo from his hand.

"Trash for selling friends to survive." Gao Zhifeng raised his head and cursed viciously, his upper body pressed against the table.

Ningagawa just ignored it, took Wu Xiangping with her, turned around and left, without giving him a chance to splash more dirty water.

"Let's go downstairs and burn this stuff now."

After going out the door, Ninagawa walked quickly in front, with his head deeply buried, not letting anyone see his expression.

Wu Xiangping took out the lighter she had prepared in advance, lit the first photo, and threw it in the waste pile beside the residential building.

Ninagawa couldn't wait to throw all the rest of the stack in. He purposely made the reverse side up so that he didn't have to read what happened that night again.

Wu Xiangping had seen his bruises a long time ago, and only now asked: "Did Li Yu hit him?"

"How do you know?" Ninagawa covered her face.

Wu Xiangping pressed his hand: "I can guess it too."

Ninagawa was so wronged that she almost cried: "Li Yu misunderstood, he thought I was fooling around with other men, and refused to listen to my explanation."

"That's who he is."

The draft blew across the fire, and a photo was blown out. Wu Xiangping picked it up and threw it into the fire again.

The fire swallowed the bloody scene on the photographic paper until it spit out a cloud of indistinct dust.

Li Yu fell into the dark green armchair and said dejectedly, "The burning is finally over."

"I found it all from your father?" Zhan Fengyue held a lit cigar between her fingers, flipping through the magazines on her lap from time to time.

Li Yu leaned over to hold the cigarette holder in his mouth, and took a sip: "Yes."

Li Jianhong didn't last too long from being diagnosed to dying of illness. As soon as the old man died, Li Yu stole the photos he bought and took them to Zhan Fengyue's home overnight for incineration.

After Li Yu finished burning, he realized something strange: "It's already spring, why are you still using the fireplace?"

"My heart is cold, so I have to warm up to the fire." Zhan Fengyue was wearing a light and fluffy silk nightdress, the hem of which only reached her knees, and the armchair under her was dark red, making her skin like snow.

The big villa was pitch black, and Li Yu searched around but couldn't figure it out: "Where is my son?"

"Second floor." Zhan Fengyue joked frivolously, "Why, do you want to take him back?"

Li Yu repeatedly waved his hands: "Please forgive me, I finally raised one, I don't want a second one."

Zhan Fengyue smoked a cigar, turned her body to face Li Yu: "Speaking of Xiao Chuan, why haven't I seen you guys together recently?"

"He was arguing with Xue Xingla, and I saw him." Li Yu was in the middle of speaking, and his heart ached, "Why did he..."

As the saying goes, Qin Hui still has three friends, Zhan Fengyue is Li Yu's friend, but this time, even she can't stand it anymore.

Zhan Fengyue took a puff of smoke on Li Yu's face: "Hey, how many green hats have you worn for others? I beg you, don't be so double-standard?"

Li Yu never concealed his scumbag's true nature in front of her: "That kid is too clingy to me, I want to be alone for a few days."

Zhan Fengyue felt sorry for why Ninagawa followed such a dog, and intentionally frightened him: "You just do it, be careful that people hate because of love, and one day they will be cruel and die together with you."

Li Yu smiled, and accidentally caught a glimpse of her loose neckline, coughed dryly, and turned away: "Put on your clothes."

Zhan Fengyue rolled her eyes, and simply tore off her nightgown, revealing a pair of garnet red underwear.

The flames flowed wantonly on her chest.