Chapter 230: The Recording of the Voice Recorder

"I'm not talking nonsense! It was you who spent 30,000 yuan to get me to get close to this girl, and asked me to steal the computer you sponsored to blame her, and you said that you would call me the remaining 20,000 yuan after the deed was completed. ”

"You talk nonsense! Who are you! After stealing something, he was so bold and arrogant! ”

"I didn't say anything, everything is here! Miss Han, be kind, even if you don't want to give the rest of the money, you don't need to call the police to arrest me, right? Are you rich people so untrustworthy? ”

"I had no idea what you were talking about! You shut up! ”

Her bottom was all out of the way, and Han Wanling was anxious and annoyed, "If you speak wildly again, I will sue you for slander!" Plus you steal, I can put you in prison! ”

Xiang Yuanjiu didn't pay attention to the threat to her at all, laughed angrily, and leaned against the car door.

Half-squinting at Han Wanling, the disdain and contempt on her face were not concealed at all, "Do you think I'm afraid of you sueing?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a voice recorder from his pocket, pressed the button, and a recording of a phone call played in the recorder.

"When you go to Beijing High School tomorrow, someone will hand over the stolen notebook to you, you just need to take it out of school, if you are caught, you will put all the responsibility on Yunxi's dead girl."

"Where did that girl offend you, you want to kill her like this? If the crime is confirmed, he will be sentenced to prison! ”

"Don't worry about it so much, I'm just going to put her in jail!"

"Then the rest of the money......"

"After the matter is completed, I will transfer the money to your account......"

The surroundings were very quiet, the voice on the recorder was clearly recognizable, and Han Wanling trembled with anger as she listened to the recorded phone call.

The few friends who came with Han Wanling finally understood what was going on, and they looked at Han Wanling with a little disdain in their eyes.

"But I'm still a student, so I tried my best to calculate her, what kind of grudge is this!"

"No wonder you pulled us over to join in the fun, we dare to come to see the play!"

“……”

The friends she brought were talking, Han Wanling's face turned blue and white for a while, her fierce eyes looked at Yun Xi, and her clenched fingernails dug into the flesh.

Turning her head suddenly, she glanced coldly at the group of friends, gritted her teeth and whispered: "Shut up for me!" ”

The group of friends laughed wryly, not taking it seriously at all.

Yun Xi stepped forward and looked at Han Wanling casually, her cold eyes revealing a strong look.

"Han Wanling, I just stabbed you to seduce the young marshal, you just did it to me, you are too ruthless, right?"

As soon as this matter was brought to this, Han Wanling's eyes were like knives, and she glared at Yun Xi with resentment, "Slut! What nonsense are you talking about! ”

This matter has always been a secret, and no one outside knows why Mu Feichi wants to deal with the Han family, only she knows.

Sure enough, among the friends she brought, there were a few admirers of Mu Feichi who were sarcastic about it.

"No wonder the young marshal wants to deal with the Han family, it turns out that someone doesn't know how to seduce the young marshal."

"Don't look at your identity, can anyone be tainted by the young marshal? What a shame! ”

Han Wanling's forehead throbbed for a while, she had lost such a big face, and she hadn't taken advantage of it in the slightest, so annoyed that she wanted to tear Yun Xi to pieces.

With red eyes, her eyes were gloomy, and resentful words squeezed out from between her teeth: "Little slut, you wait for me!" ”

Yun Xi shrugged his shoulders and smiled innocently, "I have a clear conscience and am not afraid of you." ”

"Miss Han, remember in the future, don't pretend to be wide if you don't have money, don't slap your swollen face and become fat if you are reluctant to sponsor these things, and let people steal it back if you give it away, you don't feel ashamed, I still feel ashamed!"

Xiang Yuanjiu put away the recorder, looked at Han Wanling playfully, and mocked disdainfully.