Chapter 110: A Woman's Terrible Conspiracy
"That's your own business, not mine." The man's tone gradually became indifferent, he even became impatient, and after saying this, he quickly hung up the phone, and no matter how many times Yin Zi called back, he would not answer.
In a fit of rage, she slammed her phone on the floor, which was still intact due to the muffled sound of the carpet on the floor.
"What do you mean by my own business, is this the attitude after receiving the money? I don't know who told me that they would help me get to the top of the mountain, but what are you doing now? He scolded angrily at the air for a while, until his heart couldn't stand the load and began to ache faintly, Yin Zi stopped and raised his hand to cover his heart.
It's really unlucky, why was it hacked at such a time?
Yin Zi originally wanted to send the video to the media to make Tang Luoran lose face again, but she didn't expect that she would be forced to abort her plan before she could start implementing it.
At present, there is no way to use the media to suppress Tang Luoran, what Yin Zi can do is to make Tang Luoran completely dead, only in this way can she file for divorce with Fu Zichen without attachment.
Thinking so, her eyes inadvertently fell on the computer screen - when she opened the web page, she accidentally clicked on the small web page in the corner of the website, but she didn't expect it to be a pornographic web page.
An ambiguous moan sounded from the voice of the computer without warning, startling Yin Zi, she hurriedly closed the web page, but a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind, Yin Zi's anxious look was suddenly replaced by pride, and her face gradually relaxed.
"I'm letting you die completely, Tang Luoran, you have to thank me." Muttering to himself at the computer screen, Yin Zi stretched out his hand and clicked on the pornographic web page in the corner again.
She smiled slyly.
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When he walked out of the study, Yin Zi was carrying a bag of laptops, and happened to take a look at the maid who came out of the kitchen, and the maid looked timid, bowed her head and said hello, "Miss Yin, good evening." β
"What are you going to do?" Pretending to be careless to provoke the topic, Yin Zi rarely had a smile on his face, and his attitude towards the servants could barely be called amiable.
Taken aback by her sudden change, the maid paused for a moment, and answered truthfully with a slight hesitation, "I was about to call to ask if Mr. Fu would come back, and there were other things to ask." β
In fact, the maid called Fu Zichen at his personal request, and the purpose was not to report to him, but to report Tang Luoran's situation to him.
Tang Luoran didn't come back after ten o'clock in the evening, and the servants had to take the initiative to call to inform him.
Of course, she wouldn't say it to Yin Zi if she was killed.
"You don't have to ask, because Zichen has already returned, but if you have other things to ask, I can tell him on your behalf, say, what's the matter with you?" Raising his hand to hug his arms, Yin Zi bowed his head and looked at people with a high attitude.
The maid shook her head, excused herself for lameness, and then turned and walked back to the kitchen.
Pouting and looking at the empty entrance, Yin Zi raised her eyebrows and chuckled, she shook her body and reached out to caress her slightly bulging abdomen, "Baby, you will soon have a complete home." β
With that, she turned around and went upstairs, stopped on the second floor, turned right into the corridor, and quickened her pace and went straight to Tang Luoran and Fu Zichen's bedroom.
Standing in front of the door, she tentatively reached out to hold the doorknob, unscrewed it, and did not expect the door to open easily.
Opened the door with confidence, Yin Zi walked in with a big grin, and did not forget to close the door, she locked it, and then walked in with confidence, looking at the Kingsize bed on the right side, the white quilt was neatly spread, and she stopped.
She looked at the bed coldly for a moment, and when she thought that Tang Luoran had been lying on it, she felt disgusted.
Walking to the bed, she tucked her legs up, covered them with the quilt, and turned on the heater, muttering, "This will be my place in the near future, and it's useless to be angry now." β
She spread her laptop on the quilt, turned up the volume to the maximum, and then called downstairs from time to time to ask the maid, "Is Tang Luoran back?" β
No, because Tang Luoran was still standing side by side with Jiang Hanchen in the so-called different time and space at the moment, looking at each other and smiling.
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At the same time, Fu Zichen, who was far away in the head office office, did not know about the movement on the villa, and he called the villa as early as noon to remind the maid that he would not go back today.
However, it was Yin Zi who answered the phone, and he also specially instructed him to relay it.
Looking up at the starry sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Fu Zichen put his hands behind his back, and he immediately looked down at the shadow on the floor - the shadow of Qin Yan standing behind him covered him.
"Have you taken care of the matter over there?" He spoke, in a cold tone.
He can't completely give up on Yin Zi now, he can only secretly block all her possibilities.
And the video of Tang Luoran's conversation with Jiang Hanchen is her biggest bargaining chip at present, since there is no way to let him divorce Tang Luoran, presumably she will definitely find another use - send the video to the media, so that Tang Luoran will become the target of public criticism.
Fu Zichen knows this trick best.
Qin Xi behind him seemed to be asking the person who was doing the work for him, and after getting confirmation, he raised his head and responded, "Hackers have been sent to successfully hack into Miss Yin's computer and destroy all the files." β
If it was just to destroy that video file, Tang Luoran would be the first to be suspected, and Yin Zi would definitely trouble her with this matter, so in order to avoid this from happening, she simply pulled all the documents into the garbage to avoid suspicion.
"So, did the person who secretly filmed this video catch it?" Fu Zichen turned around, the prosperous scenery outside the window was in stark contrast to the quiet interior in front of him, he picked up his mobile phone, remotely controlled the light switch, and turned on all the lights in the office.
The bright light swept by, Qin Yan's gaze kept shifting with his movements, and he answered this question very simply, "Please rest assured, it has been dealt with, but-" He paused and didn't say any more.
After all, the person who took the candid photo was the one he watched and disposed of, and he knew the situation best.
There is no doubt that the master tape of the video in the hands of the person who secretly filmed it was also destroyed, so there is no need to worry about it.
Getting the exact answer, Fu Zichen's expression still didn't change much, he stiffened his face, and the hand on the handle tapped, his sharp eyes flashed like eagle eyes, "You don't seem to have finished speaking." β
"Before that, I'd like to show you something." Qin Yan nodded, and immediately took out a crumpled white hand towel from the outer pocket of his suit jacket, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Fu Zichen.
When you look closely, you can see that the white hand towel is not crumpled into a ball, but folded into a ball, as if something is wrapped in it.
Fu Zichen reached out and took the white hand towel, opened it, and didn't see the contents until the entire hand towel was unfoldedβhe saw a blood-stained ring in the center of the white hand towel, which was also dyed red.
It looked exactly like the last time he got it.
With a sneer, Fu Zichen raised his head and asked word by word, "It seems that I have been following recently." β
He didn't doubt Yin Zi because it was unnecessary, and on the other hand, he didn't want to leave any affection, after all, Yin Zi's existence still had a certain weight for him, and he couldn't give it up all at once.
But he didn't know that the woman he thought couldn't be so bad that he was now thinking about how to get the woman he loved away from him.
Once the gears of fate are in motion, it's hard to stop.
Driving all the way, when Jiang Hanchen sent Tang Luoran to the door of his house, the hour hand was exactly eleven o'clock.
She unbuckled her seatbelt, and his slightly guilty voice rang out in her ear, "I'm sorry for wasting so much time on you." β
"What a fool's errand, it's nice to be with you, butβ" she sighed as she looked down at the back of her hand gripping the leather cushion, "I can't guarantee that I will treat you the same way I did in the future." β
Tang Luoran made it clear that she didn't want to cause any misunderstanding in the future, she was most afraid of misunderstanding, whether she was wronged or wronged, she would not feel better.
"I understand." Jiang Hanchen's answer was also quite simple, he suddenly approached, causing Tang Luoran to stiffen his shoulders and subconsciously dodge, but he didn't want him to just open the car door for her, so he retreated.
Raising his eyes and facing him, even if he doesn't look unusual, but his eyes will not deceive, Tang Luoran is also an injured person, she knows the pain of wanting to vent but having nowhere to vent.
However, at the moment, she couldn't give Jiang Hanchen anything, so she could only get out of the car as soon as possible and disappear in front of him.
Watching the shadow of the departing car drift away, and finally condensed into a dot in front of her eyes, she turned around and pushed open the black hollow iron gate and walked towards the courtyard.
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Stopping in front of the exquisitely engraved door, Tang Luoran habitually stretched out his thumb and pressed it on the fingerprint reader, "Click-"
Pushing open the hidden door, she propped her hand on the wall, changed her shoes in the hallway, and asked the maid who came to greet her as casually as she could, "Fu Zichen, is he back?" β
If he saw her dress, he didn't know what he would think of her.
Stunned for a moment, the maid recalled what Yin Zi said, and she relayed her words without doubt, "Mr. Fu has come back, and now he is probably in the room, just now I wanted to change the sheets, but I found that the door was locked, and it can be seen that he is in the room." β
"I see, I'll go back to the room first, you go get busy." Smiling indifferently, but his mood was extremely heavy, Tang Luoran took a deep breath and pulled his slippers through the entrance.
As she passed the living room unhurriedly, the maid had already hurried to the opening of the corridor on the right hand side of the staircase, stood in front of the tripod where the European-style landline was placed, and answered the phone.
Reaching out and grabbing the bronze railing, he raised his leg and stepped onto the carpeted steps, Tang Luoran inadvertently heard the servant's cautious words, "Yes, I'm back, I don't know if you have any orders?" β
She was too sensitive, so she subconsciously sat down, thinking that Fu Zichen had called to ask about her situation.
Suddenly out of breath, Tang Luoran simply quickened her pace and walked upstairs, anyway, she would have to face him later, there was no need to feel afraid or scared.
What she didn't know, however, was that after she turned the corner into the corridor, the maid hung up the phone, and the first thing she said was muttering.
"Miss Yin is so strange, she has made more than 20 calls downstairs within an hour to ask if Mrs. has come back, and I don't know what kind of calculation is going on in her stomach."