Jiang Beiqiao suddenly said: "Li Liancheng, I'm sleepy, I want to go back to sleep." ”

She looked at Li Liancheng, she wasn't looking forward to it. Every extra second in the Su family is a torment for her.

Li Liancheng glanced at Jiang Beiqiao, finally relented, nodded and said, "I'll ask the driver to send you back." ”

It seems that Li Liancheng still has to stay in the Su family.

It's almost evening now, and Li Jianguo and Zhao Xiuyun of Li Liancheng have no intention of going back, do they want to stay here at night?

What about Liliancheng?

This is Su Yanxi's home, and it's not like she can do whatever she wants......

Jiang Beiqiao lowered her eyes and thought more and more, but in the end, she forcibly interrupted her thoughts and only said one word: "Okay." ”

When Jiang Beiqiao returned to the apartment, he was already drowsy.

She lay down on the bed, but she couldn't sleep.

She suddenly remembered the child who was accidentally miscarried, Jiang Beiqiao didn't even know about his existence, and he left.

That child, it's really pitiful, he hasn't gotten Jiang Beiqiao's maternal love for a day.

Even the death was to blame on her mother's carelessness, but the real murderer still laughed and laughed without a trace of punishment.

Jiang Beiqiao thought about it again and again, and in the end, she decided that she couldn't just let Su Yanxi go.

Even if she couldn't find evidence that Su Yanxi pushed her, she couldn't just let things go.

Thinking of this, Jiang Beiqiao immediately got up and went outside, took out his mobile phone and called Lin Mengying.

Lin Mengying was filming, it was her assistant who answered the phone, and as soon as she heard that it was Jiang Beiqiao, she immediately said: "I'll help you call Sister Meilin immediately, you wait." ”

Jiang Beiqiao had a bad premonition in her heart, why was Lin Mengying waiting for her call?

She didn't have time to think about it, Lin Mengying had already picked up the phone.

"Jiang Beiqiao, what are you looking for me?" Lin Mengying's voice was very hurried, thinking that she was really busy.

Jiang Beiqiao made a long story short: "I want evidence of Su Yanxi's plagiarism." ”

Lin Mengying smiled, she adjusted her breathing, and said to Jiang Beiqiao: "Sure enough, I said at the beginning, you keep that document, it is of great use, you don't listen to it......"

"You can tell me if you can give me the papers."

"I have already sold that document to Su Zhiyu." Lin Mengying chuckled, "Jiang Beiqiao, you can ask for more blessings." ”

After Lin Mengying finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Jiang Beiqiao to speak again.

Jiang Beiqiao stood by the window, watching the neon lights flickering downstairs.

There are no lights in the room, the neon lights outside can't shine into the tall buildings, and the moonlight isn't bright tonight.

Jiang Beiqiao felt that his heart, like this room, was dark.

If you call Su Zhiyu, you don't have to think about it, Jiang Beiqiao knows that he will definitely embarrass her extremely much.

How much is that document worth?

Jiang Beiqiao didn't know.

She only knew that Su Zhiyu might want more than just money for her.

But if this call is not made, Jiang Beiqiao will lose this opportunity forever.

As an up-and-coming newcomer in the domestic art world, Su Yanxi doesn't know how many peers are jealous.

And like her, the more popular she becomes, the more afraid of plagiarism scandals.

The auction is a time when the media will pay attention to her, and it is only appropriate to release the evidence of her plagiarism at this time.

I don't know how long I hesitated, Jiang Beiqiao finally made up his mind and called Su Zhiyu. 22 Literary Network

See what kind of conditions he will prescribe, if it is really harsh, it is a big deal.

If you don't try it, you always feel regretful.

Jiang Beiqiao dialed the long-lost number with a trembling hand.

Soon, Su Zhiyu picked up the phone.

His voice was like the voice of the devil in the night: "Bei Qiao, you are finally willing to call me." ”

Jiang Beiqiao's heart sank, and she knew that this matter would not be so simple.

How could Lin Mengying go abroad to find Jean just to help her bring down Su Yanxi?

It seems that Su Zhiyu has reached some kind of agreement between them.

"Su Zhiyu, you must know what I want." Jiang Beiqiao paused and said, "You can make a price." ”

Su Zhiyu smiled and said, "Bei Qiao, what kind of money are we talking about?" This document is not useful to me at all, but it is very useful to you. ”

Jiang Beiqiao heard the intention of Su Zhiyu's words, and hurriedly said: "No matter how useful the document is to me, I will not exchange it for anything other than money." ”

"I know." Su Zhiyu chuckled again and said, "You'd rather leave than use your body to buy this document." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Beiqiao was even more nervous: "Then what do you want?" ”

"I just want you to have a meal with me."

In a few seconds, Jiang Beiqiao thought of countless possibilities.

Su Zhiyu wants to drug his meal? Or do you want to take a photo to misunderstand Li Liancheng? Or did he want to kill her, this is the Hongmen Banquet?

However, in the end, Jiang Beiqiao still agreed to Su Zhiyu.

Li Liancheng came back very late, looking very tired, Jiang Beiqiao turned his back to him, whether he was lying on the bed or hugging her, there was no reaction.

Fortunately, after Li Liancheng hugged her, there was no next move.

Jiang Beiqiao sniffed hard in the dark, she wanted to smell the slightest smell of other women on Li Liancheng.

But no, there was only the fresh smell of the shower gel commonly used by Liliancheng in the air.

Jiang Beiqiao's tense nerves finally relaxed, and it seemed that Li Liancheng didn't do anything with Su Yanxi.

As soon as she confirmed this, she didn't know whether she was happy or helpless.

Soon, Su's paintings were listed for sale at an auction house owned by Liliancheng.

The speed was so fast that Jiang Beiqiao almost couldn't arrange that thing.

The auction was a grand event, not only the wealthy people of the city were invited to participate, but also many wealthy people from other cities came to join the auction.

Jiang Beiqiao had already been arranged by Aunt Li Liancheng to sit on the bidding seat and rush to take pictures of Su Yanxi's paintings.

She couldn't say anything, she could only hold the bank card transferred to her by Shen Qi, and wait to pay for Su Yanxi's paintings.

But it doesn't matter, soon, no, it's on the spot.

On the spot, Su Yanxi will spit out all the money.

Li Liancheng's auction house is on the outskirts of the city, and when Shen Qi gave her the card, he said: "We arranged for two cars to go to the auction house, you and Li Shao take one car, and Miss Su is the other." ”

Jiang Beiqiao said self-deprecatingly: "Even you are sympathizing with me." ”

Shen Qi was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Miss Lu, it's been almost a year, and you have changed a lot in this year. ”

"Is it ......" Jiang Beiqiao looked out the window.

Outside the window, there are birds chirping, cicadas chirping, and green trees, and the heat of City A seems to be so hot that people's hearts are warm.

Everything is so similar, only the time has changed from last year, to this year.

Jiang Beiqiao seemed to have been suddenly woken up by someone in a dream, and before she knew it, she and Li Liancheng had been together for a year.