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In the bathroom, the faucet against the wall is spraying an irrepressible flow of water from top to bottom, and the water flow penetrates into the palms of a pair of white and tender hands, and is held by the hands together. The water splashed on the edge of the pool when it encountered resistance, making the neatly dressed person instinctively step back, frown, shook his hand angrily, looked at himself in the mirror, and sneered.

Qing Fangxue couldn't suppress the pride in her heart at the moment, she had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but she didn't expect it to come, she was extremely happy at the moment, as if some knot had finally been untied, so that she couldn't hold back her smile.

She slapped her cheek twice with her undried hands, as if there was a push to make the smile on her lips slowly retract. The next moment, Qing Fangxue changed into a cold face again. She bent down slightly, keeping her clothes from droplets of water on her upper body, and kept herself as close as possible to the bright mirror, which directly reflected her eyes.

The eyes were already crying red outside, there was still red blood in the eyes, and the delicate makeup was almost spent, and it seemed that it was time to make up for it. She smiled softly again, Yan Qingruo, you must not have imagined that one day I, Qing Fangxue, would attend your funeral? I've cried a lot for you today, you think, I've said all the good things to your funeral, although I didn't treat you very well when you were alive, but you're dead, I don't need to embarrass you, right?

She opened her makeup bag, stared at the person crying in the mirror, who was not like a ghost or a ghost, and said in a very mocking tone, "You're dead, don't come to me again." ”

Her sentence sounded to outsiders, but it was not at all afraid, or sarcastic, sarcastic about the dead. Anyone who listens to it can hear that her relationship with the deceased Yan Qingruo is very bad. When these words are heard, it will be thundered from heaven.

The bathroom was silent and seemed to be unable to hear anything, but through the non-soundproof door, she could still hear the chaotic sounds outside, in fact, not all of them liked Yan Qingruo like Chu Mu, and there were many people who hated her so much, and she was just one of the "culprits".

She stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and carefully touched up her makeup, trying to cover her red and swollen eyes from crying, she stared at herself in the mirror carefully, careful not to let the slightest flaw on her face. It seems that she is too serious, her eyes are always fixed on her position, or maybe her body is blocking something. When she was satisfied with everything and looked up to check her makeup, she saw a person standing behind her, staring at her intently.

Qing Fangxue was so frightened that she took a step back, and her high heels almost missed her feet, but fortunately she reacted quickly and held on to the edge of the table, so that she could stand firmly. She thought that when there was no one in the bathroom, she would let her guard down, but she didn't expect that a person would come out of the bathroom for some reason.

The man looked at Qing Fangxue's eyes and felt that something was not quite right, so he just complained, "I'm scared to death", and wanted to leave.

She had just taken two steps when she was coldly stopped by someone behind her.

"Miss Qingfangxue, hello."

Qing Fangxue frowned slightly, she didn't want to waste time with someone she didn't know, but she vaguely felt that this person was not simple.

She had no choice but to turn around, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am." The man actually said this, and as he spoke, he plugged in the bathroom door from the inside, and he didn't care if it would make it inconvenient for others, after the man locked the door, he turned to look at Qing Fangxue, and his expression was quite dignified and polite, "Hello, I'm a reporter." ”

"Journalists? What are you looking for me? Qing Fangxue saw her movements, and knew that she was not simple, and she suddenly became interested, she was not afraid of anything, there were so many people outside, what could she do?

The reporter smiled slightly, "I'm not like the group of idiots out there. ”

"You call your peers stupid?" Qing Fangxue raised her eyebrows lightly, holding the bag tightly, even though her face was very natural, she was still slightly nervous in her heart.

"Of course. Because I'm on Miss Haru's side. The reporter got straight to the point and made it clear what he meant, and for a while, the two of them instantly turned from opposites to a united team, which made Qing Fangxue a little unable to react.

Qing Fangxue smiled, "What do you mean?" ”

"Because I also hope that Harukata Snow will die."

"Really?" Qing Fangxue was extremely wary, "What does that have to do with me?" ”

The reporter sighed slightly, "Don't be nervous, Miss Qing, I'm not a bad person, I don't even have any equipment." You can tell me everything you want to say. You know, a reporter's pen can write black and white. ”

Qing Fangxue is even more confused, inexplicably such a person wants to cooperate with herself? "What the hell do you want to do?"

"It's very simple, we work together, and I rely on the influence of my journalists to bring you to the high altar."

"And then?"

"Then we are mutually reciprocal, we can do whatever we want, and we don't have to fear anyone anymore."

In fact, as the reporter said, if they cooperate with each other, they can achieve such benefits, and it just so happens that Qing Fangxue lacks a trustworthy media friend around her.

Qing Fangxue thought about it carefully before she said, "Are you trustworthy?" ”

"Of course." The reporter even raised her hand, she was empty-handed, nothing, "I need someone to provide intelligence, and you also need a media person like me, right?" ”

Indeed, while agreeing with her, Qing Fangxue also thought of a problem, that is, the other party has been dominant, and she must take the sovereignty into her own hands.

Dangerous moves. After many struggles in her heart, Qing Fangxue decided to tell the reporter in front of her about her killing Yan Qingruo, so that the reporter also became an insider, but they were the united front.

Qing Fangxue was triumphant, "You only know that I hate Yan Qingruo, right?" But did you know that I did it all behind the scenes? I'm telling you, even today's funeral was driven by me. ”

The reporter nodded.

Qing Fangxue continued, "I sent a killer to kill her. ”

The reporter's heartbeat skipped a beat, and he stared at Qing Fangxue with an expressionless face.

Qing Fangxue thought that she had finished everything, she looked at the reporter, but the reporter stared at Qing Fangxue without saying a word, which made Qing Fangxue a little inexplicably flustered, she gently moved the bag in her hand, she smiled slightly, and looked at him, "Why do you ...... Why don't you speak? She looked calm, but her mind was already in turmoil.

The reporter still stared at the sunny snow, motionless.

Qing Fangxue squinted, "What do you mean!" ”

The reporter originally looked expressionless, but when she looked at Qing Fangxue, she suddenly became smiling, and she laughed

, clapping his hands and looking behind him.

Qing Fangxue's pupils dilated, and she slowly stepped back, glaring at her, "What are you doing?" What does that mean? ”

"You don't know there's a secret house behind here, right?" A familiar voice sounded behind the reporter, and she turned her head to take a look, but Qing Fangxue was so frightened that she couldn't stand still.

"How can you ...... How...... What's going on...... "Qingfang Xue couldn't stop retreating.

Yan Qingruo stood in front of her well, smiled slightly, and stood in the same camp as the reporter, "Can't you think of it?" With her mobile phone in her hand, she recorded all the words of Fang Caiqing Fangxue and released them in real time through her mobile phone. When Qing Fangxue saw the live broadcast on her phone, she collapsed and knelt on the ground.

She covered her eyes, "I don't believe it!! I don't believe it!!! You're not dead, you're not dead!! ”

Yan Qingruo was calm and walked up to her, "Okay, tell everyone the truth of the whole thing." ”

Qingfang Xue couldn't move, and was still dragged out by others. She couldn't believe that her seamless plan could turn out like this, and that there really would be a resurrection of the dead in the world.

Yan Qingruo didn't die, and it was Qing Fangxue who wanted to kill her. This matter was conveyed to everyone through the live broadcast just now, and Yan Qingruo had already planned this matter, she notified the police and others, and put Qing Fangxue to death.

When Yan Qingruo stood in front of everyone, she almost scared everyone in this room to death. She hid it from everyone around her, including Chu Mu. Because this matter is not trivial, and besides, she is planning everything, she doesn't think about it so much, and she doesn't have time to tell them, so it will cause these people to be dumbfounded now.

Yan Qingruo stood in front of the microphone, "Everyone, I just can't respond to everyone head-on because I was framed, gather everyone here, get this oolong, let everyone run for nothing, and then all the gift money will be returned to everyone, as for the truth of this matter, I will tell everyone everything, and please give me some time." ”

Since the "owner" of the funeral has said so, then everyone is actually unwilling and has no choice. Yan Qingruo herself stood here well, and also gave them a tranquilizer.

When Chu Mu saw Yan Qingruo, his face was very bad, he stared at Yan Qingruo, and even wanted to kill her. And Yan Qingruo looked like she was winning, and glanced at everyone, with contemptuous eyes, she didn't put anyone in her eyes, including Qing Fangxue, who was already scared silly beside her.

Qing Fangxue was stunned until now, and she hung her head for a long time before she understood the ins and outs of this matter. She only hated that her IQ was not good, and she also hated that she didn't have Yan Qingruo to calculate, if she had killed Yan Qingruo with her own hands, this would not be the case at this moment.

She kicked the round platform next to her foot hard, completely making Yan Qingruo smile from ear to ear.

Soon after, the police brought people to the funeral and brought Qing Fangxue under control.

Yan Qingruo kept smiling, as if she didn't take anything to heart, she looked at the police elegantly, "Hello." ”

"Miss Yan, it's too late."

"It's not too late, as long as you come, it's not too late."

Yan Qingruo's words were extremely good, so that people couldn't hear the slightest problem, and it also made Qing Fangxue's heart completely gloomy.

(End of chapter)