I heard you are getting a divorce

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in the conference room.

Yan Mingzhuo sat on Han Siyu's right. He deliberately ignored Han Siyu and sat down, and put his phone on the table.

The screen lights up and a message appears on it.Yan Mingzhuo saw the trouble and clicked on it under the desk. It was sent from an unfamiliar number.

——At seven o’clock in the evening, see you at the entrance of xx Lane. I have something for you. Bring 20 cash. You will regret it if you don’t come.

Yan Mingzhuo thought that someone sent the message to the wrong person, so he frowned and turned off the screen.

Soon another message came.

— I know you can see it, see you there. [image][image][image]

The moment Yan Mingzhuo saw the picture, the blood on his face faded instantly. He quickly pressed back and put the phone back in his pocket. He even subconsciously looked at Han Siyu because of his confused mind.

Han Siyu was looking at the documents in his hand. The meeting hadn't started yet, and Alvin was standing behind him.

Han Siyu noticed that his eyes paused, and he met his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yan Mingzhuo shook his head, looked back, his eyes almost made a hole on the table.

After reading the documents in his hand, Han Siyu handed them to Alvin, and then Alvin went out, and the meeting was about to begin.

Yan Mingzhuo's mind was in chaos. If it was the past, he wouldn't care about these photos on his phone.But now, these things that can be seen with the naked eye seem to be the ironclad evidence that he is dirty.

After the meeting was absent-minded, Yan Mingzhuo immediately ran away and walked out of the meeting room as soon as the meeting was over.

The assistant has returned to work normally, and he asked the assistant to go to the bank to withdraw 20 in cash.

At noon, Yan Mingzhuo ate lunch hastily, and called Bai Wenmo, not having dinner together tonight.He was in no mood for such a horrible thing.

"Wen Mo, I have something to do tonight, otherwise, tomorrow will be Saturday, so I'll make you a delicious apology."

"You heartless man, you dragged off yesterday until today, and today until tomorrow, you are so busy that you don't even have time to see me!"

"Good Wenmo, tomorrow will be sure, tomorrow will be sure."

"Okay, I reluctantly agreed."

After work in the afternoon, Yan Mingzhuo didn't ask the driver to see him off, instead he leaned on the driver's seat in the parking lot and lit a cigarette.

20 in cash was sitting on the back seat.

In fact, he doesn't like smoking very much, it's very choking, and he learned to smoke because of socializing.But now, he needs a cigarette to decompress.

"Fuck."

He leaned on with his eyes closed, smoke was coming out of his mouth, a few torn photos, which he didn't pay attention to in the past.As an adult, it’s useful to use photos to talk about what you want. The number of people he has slept with is really countless. Everyone threatens him with a photo. Is he still alive?

But it is different now.

He doesn't dare to be so arrogant now, his heart is tied, he is afraid of seeing those things and people in the past, and carefully covers up the past that cannot be erased.

Started the car and headed in the completely opposite direction from home.

Yan Mingzhuo got out of the car and slammed the door, and picked up the bag on the back seat.

"The old man met again. You have been so romantic all these years, do you still remember who I am?"

Yan Mingzhuo squinted his eyes and turned around, saw the person coming clearly, and smiled: "I remember, how can I not remember. What do you want me for?"

The man threw an envelope to Yan Mingzhuo, Yan Mingzhuo took it and looked it over, then threw the bag to him.

"Seeing that you have developed well, you just want to get some money to spend. You don't want these photos of you to be published by the media, do you? I don't care. I have nothing, and I am not afraid of anything. Yan Mingzhuo, who has a reputation now, can't afford to lose it." This person?"

The man glanced at the money, obviously wanting again.

"We have been together anyway, and I don't want to make it so ugly. 100 million, still here at the same time tomorrow, you pay the money, and I will never appear in front of you again after I give you the electronic version."

Yan Mingzhuo scoffed coldly: "You want to take me for a fool?"

The man laughed: "I promise, I will take money from you tomorrow for the last time. If you don't believe me, you don't have to come."

Yan Mingzhuo walked out of the alley and kicked hard at the wall angrily, and slammed the door of the car with a dark face.

The car drove away, and a Bentley pulled out from the other side of the intersection.

Han Siyu glanced at the alley lightly: "Get out of the car and check it out."

Yan Mingzhuo was furious, when did he become so useless, he slammed the steering wheel a few times.

Then the car slowed down and turned off.

Yan Mingzhuo got out of the car to check, but it couldn't be repaired. She kicked the expensive car several times: "Fuck, drinking cold water makes my teeth stuffy."

A familiar Bentley pulled over to the side of the road, and Han Siyu came over with Yan Mingzhuo's puzzled eyes.

Yan Mingzhuo's car needs to be towed for repair, and it will take a week to repair it.

Yan Mingzhuo had no choice but to rub Han Siyu's car.

"How did you get here?"

Han Siyu casually turned the steering wheel: "Where are you going?"

"Go home, Jingshuitan."

"Didn't you have dinner with Wen Mo?"

Yan Mingzhuo realized that Han Siyu was willing to give him a ride, maybe it was purely because he didn't want Bai Wenmo to wait for him in the hotel, he looked out the window: "He's not free, it's changed to tomorrow."

"Ah."

The two of them didn't talk much, Han Siyu sent him home and left.

……

Han Siyu was tall, so he had to lower his head to avoid bumping into the door frame when he stepped into the room.

"This is something he took out. We found the photos ourselves, and we also have them in our mobile phones."

A man in a suit handed the things in his hand to Han Siyu. Han Siyu didn't pick up his cell phone or flash drive, but only the envelope.

He took out the photos, flipped through them one by one, and put them back with a blank expression: "Take them back later."

The man in the suit took the three things and followed Han Siyu.

Han Siyu looked around the narrow room left and right, and finally his eyes fell on the man who was tied up by his men, and he dragged a chair over to lean on without disdain.

The dim light shone on his feminine and handsome face, and he looked at the man kneeling on the ground with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

The coquettish eyebrows are covered with a smile, and the lavender eyes add a bit of mystery to him. His voice is lazy and sexy: "What's your name?"

"Wang Wenwu." A group of people broke into his house in the middle of the night, and he was dragged off the bed to tidy up before he even had the ability to resist. It's not that he didn't know Han Siyu, so he hurriedly reported his name honestly .

Han Siyu nodded: "Do you know Yan Mingzhuo?"

"know."

A person behind Wang Wenwu slapped him on the head: "Where are you squeezing the toothpaste?"

Wang Wenwu hurriedly explained: "We are first love, these photos were taken when we were together, later, later, I just wanted to borrow some money from him! Please forgive me, I know I was wrong!"

"First love." Han Siyu smiled deeper, smacking at these two words.

Wang Wenwu nodded: "Yes, we are classmates, I am his first love, and he is also mine..."

Han Siyu raised his eyebrows slightly. When he mentioned the beautiful word first love, he could only think of Bai Wenmo. It turned out that Yan Mingzhuo also had first love.

But Han Siyu wasn't interested in listening to that. He leaned over, put one elbow on his knee, and stretched out the other hand to lift Wang Wenwu's chin, oppressing Wang Wenwu softly but forcefully.

Han Siyu clicked his tongue, but still smiled, "It turns out that he sometimes falls in love with someone without looking at his face."

There is no warmth in Han Siyu's eyes: "I don't like this face."

His subordinates immediately understood, and the two of them crossed their arms and pulled, screaming a few times, and when they pulled them back, they had two scars on their faces.

Han Siyu took out a pen and a check from his pocket, flipped it open and drew a few, and tore off a piece of paper: "This is 20, I will buy it from you and stop harassing Yan Mingzhuo."

He threw another one to Wang Wenwu: "This 20 yuan is for medical treatment."

Han Siyu raised Wang Wenwu's face that was still bleeding: "I, Han Siyu, have always believed in a saying, earn money while you live, and pay no attention to the consequences if you die. It's not a picture you can think of. You took 40 from me, don't do it again." appeared in my line of sight."

"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong..."

Han Siyu got up, took the enveloped mobile phone and USB flash drive from his subordinates, and left the cramped room.

When he got home, he checked his phone, backed up the photos in the USB flash drive to the computer, set a password, and then destroyed the phone and the USB flash drive.

He took out the photos in the paper envelope again, his calm eyes concealing bottomless emotions, and finally he locked the photos in the safe.