Qin Mengcheng touched his fingers on the phone screen, "Basement? ”

"Sir, he said he was not there, please rest assured. And, that gift must be of interest to you. The maid explained outside the door.

Basement? Interested in gifts?

Qin Mengcheng looked at her phone, thoughtful.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the basement, but the bright white light of the incandescent lamps could not dispel the chill. Qin Mengcheng pushed the door gracefully, wearing a burgundy nightdress to outline the perfect lines, and a white fox fur draped over her shoulders.

Qin Mengcheng looked indoors and found a familiar person kneeling on the ground under the pressure of black, extremely embarrassed.

"Miss, this is a gift from the gentleman." The housekeeper stepped forward and handed Qin Mengcheng a cowhide bag, then bowed slightly and left directly.

Qin Mengcheng walked to the chair, sat down bewitchingly, gently pinched the cowhide bag with the four fingers of his left hand, and tore the cowhide bag between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

Gently pinched out the contents of the cowhide bag, sprinkled it on the ground, looked at the woman kneeling in front of him with contemptuous eyes, and said, "Wang Bingjie, did you expect what happened now?" ”

got up and slapped Wang Bingjie's face, "Miss Ben, you can't afford to mess with it!" ”

The bodyguard next to him immediately handed Qin Mengcheng a handkerchief, and said respectfully: "Miss, Mr. said, if the adult hands it over to his subordinates, you will have a sore hand." ”

Wang Bingjie looked at Qin Mengcheng in disbelief, wanting to struggle but finding that she was weak.

"It's against the law!" Wang Bingjie shouted, "This is Private confinement!" ”

Qin Mengcheng couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that Private confinement is against the law, and the rumor-mongering and framing is indeed legitimate, which is really unexpected." ”

"This is the evidence of your ugliness sprinkled on the ground, a sin that you cannot wash away." Qin Mengcheng pointed to the photos and A4 papers that had been spilled on the ground.

Wang Bingjie shook her body and said, "How, how is it possible?" ”

Qin Mengcheng picked up a page, "Is this the pure goddess of the entertainment industry?" Actually, actually—"

Qin Mengcheng pinched the paper and fell in front of Wang Bingjie's eyes, and said, "Look at it, this is the pure goddess of the entertainment industry, it's really unbelievable, and your taste is really heavy!" ”

Throwing the A4 paper lightly and sliding to the ground again, Qin Mengcheng directly pinched Wang Bingjie's chin, "It's really unexpected, this innocent little face would do such a disgusting thing." ”

Wang Bingjie struggled hard, but she was still restrained by strong bodyguards, like a fish still dying in the pot.

Qin Mengcheng let go of his hand, took the clean handkerchief handed by the bodyguard, wiped his hands, and said, "It's so dirty, this hand must be washed hundreds of times, and it can't wash away this foul smell." The two bodyguards little brother, you have worked hard, you must wash well when you go back. ”

"People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Do you really think that your evil deeds are not airtight? No, the evil deeds you have done will always leave traces, traces that cannot be washed away and will forever be engraved in the soul. These evil effects slowly accumulate, leaving your soul with a foul smell that even the water of Tianchi cannot purify. ”

Qin Mengcheng stared at Wang Bingjie and said sarcastically, looking at the hideousness and resentment in Wang Bingjie's eyes lightly.

Wang Bingjie, who was forced to kneel on the ground, wore her hair scattered, embarrassed, and said hatefully: "Where do you think you can be pure white, maybe you are rotten more rotten than me in your bones." I hate! I hate your chic! I hate you, you're lucky! Aren't you backed by the powerful, our souls are the same! ”