The man crept into the house and carefully locked the door.

It was precisely the sound of the door being locked that woke Tang Wan up.

Tang Wan smelled the unfamiliar scent of the man's perfume. Her body curled up tightly under the quilt, and her right hand slowly touched a touch of coldness under the pillow.

Then, she felt the man approaching, and with some impatient urgency, he sat on the edge of the bed and asked flatteringly, "Classmate Tang, are you asleep?"

The voice was not familiar to Tang Wan either.

Tang Wan pretended to close her eyes tightly, and the switchblade under the pillow had already popped open.

The next second, she felt the man's hand reaching into the quilt, "Classmate Tang, you are so beautiful. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you..." His hand slowly moved up,

Suddenly, when he was about to touch the softness of her chest, he was suddenly pulled away.

The woman on the bed turned over nimbly, pressed his wrist with one hand, and stabbed the back of his hand fiercely with a knife in her other hand.

With a bang, the sharp dagger pierced the back of the man's hand, and even penetrated into the wooden bed board, like a nail.

"Ah! Ah! My hand!"

The man howled like a ghost.

Tang Wan took out the dagger again and kicked the panicked and painful man. He kicked him to the ground and stepped on him. The knife was placed across his neck. His eyes were cold, "Who are you? Who asked you to

Coming?"

The man raised his palm in shock. A blood hole that could be seen through suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. He was stunned and stuttered for a long time before he found his voice.

He looked at Tang Wan with fear like looking at a demon.

"Tang, classmate Tang, I, I am Song Yunxiang, the FD of the TV station, yes, it was you who sent me a text message asking me to come over..."

As he spoke, Song Yunxiang took out a mobile phone from his pocket with his other hand.

Open it, and at the top of the text message page is a text message sent from Tang Wan's mobile phone.

[Brother Xiang, I’ve been following you on the road for a long time. Would you like to come and play with me tonight?]

Looking at this provocative text message, Tang Wan glanced at the luggage Cheng Xinyao left in the room with a gloomy look.

No words were spoken.

*

Song Yunxiang's screams just now woke up most of the people in the village.

When Zhang Wang led people to find Tang Wan's room, the first thing he saw was a thin little woman wrapped in sheets and squatting in the corner with her head lowered.

Cheng Xinyao was in the crowd. When she saw this scene, she ran out quickly and squatted in front of Tang Wan. She held her knees with both hands and asked with concern, "Xiao Wan, are you okay? What happened? Who is responsible?

What did you do? Don't be afraid, if you tell us, we will all make decisions for you."

Hearing Cheng Xinyao's voice, Tang Wan slowly raised his face buried in his knees. His fair face had a dull expression, but when he stared at Cheng Xinyao, the corners of his lips curled up sarcastically.

Tickled, "Miss Cheng, I don't know what to send?"

Being stared at by such a silent but pressing gaze, Cheng Xinyao choked in his throat. He subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but Tang Wan reached out and grabbed him. The next second, she pulled Cheng Xinyao to stand up and swung

He rounded his arms and slapped her in the face.

There was a crisp sound, which shocked everyone in and outside the room.

The crowd parted automatically and Shen Zhiye, who was standing on the outside, walked in. The tall man had already put on silk pajamas and pajamas, wrapped in a bathrobe. His lazy aura was also very coercive, making people afraid to confront him.

There was a discussion at the extremely bloody scene in front of him.

Cheng Xinyao was also stunned. After staring at Tang Wan for a few seconds, big tears rolled down silently like pearls, "Xiao Wan, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me? ?What did I do wrong? Tell me..."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Tang Wan said, pulling off the sheets on the bed. Song Yunxiang was curled up on the bed with a bruised nose and a swollen face, covering his right hand that was still bleeding. His mouth was still blocked, and he started struggling violently when he saw everyone.

Tang Wan threw his cell phone out, "This person said he received my text message and came to make an appointment with me in the middle of the night."

Everyone was shocked speechless by the bloody scene in front of them.

Zhang Wang quickly stepped forward to pick up the phone and saw the text message on it. It was so explicit and direct. Cheng Xinyao also took a look and looked at Tang Wan in disbelief, "Xiao Wan, this is indeed your mobile phone number? Is it true? Do you suspect that I sent the text message using your mobile phone?"

As she spoke, she retreated to Shen Zhiye, covering her cheek with one hand and looking up at the man pitifully, "Aye, I really don't know what Xiaowan is talking about."

"You don't know what I'm talking about?" Tang Wan sneered, "The text message was sent out at 9:15. I was not in the dormitory at 9:15, and my phone was in the dormitory. Could it be that my phone sent a text message on its own? Hooking up with a stranger?”

"It just so happened that it was sent to the mobile phone of your colleague at the TV station."

Tang Wan pulled the towel off Song Yunxiang's mouth, and the man immediately shouted that he really came after receiving the text message, that he was stabbed before he could do anything, and that he was wronged.

It was noisy.

Zhang Wang quickly asked someone to help him to treat the wound first.

"etc."

Shen Zhiye, who had been silent and cold-faced, raised the two fingers hanging by his side, walked up to Song Yunxiang, held his injured hand and squeezed it hard.

The latter cried out in pain.

"roll."

"When the sun comes up tomorrow, don't let me see you here again."

"Teacher Shen, no, I'm really wronged..." Song Yunxiang is still just a small director's assistant. Being fired from such a big project means that his career has really come to an end.

However, Shen Zhiye didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense anymore, and he was quickly carried away.

"There's nothing for you here. Go back."

Shen Zhiye glanced at everyone. Although everyone wanted to stay and watch the show, no one dared to disobey Teacher Shen, who kept telling him the truth, so they left one after another.

But it doesn't matter, gossip is gossip, and the outcome of this matter will be known to everyone before tomorrow morning.

Everyone just sits back and waits to eat.

The crowd dispersed, and only a few people who could take charge remained.

Cheng Xinyao was already crying so hard, "Xiao Wan, I know you have always had a problem with me, but you can't accuse me indiscriminately like this. If you said you didn't have your phone with you, did you really not have it with you? ?Who can prove it to you?"

Of course someone can prove it, Shen Zhiye.

After all, the two of them were naked and hugging each other at that time.

Tang Wan's eyes swept over the man, but she saw that he didn't show the slightest intention to clear his name. He pulled his lips together and seemed to be smiling. Also, if he told her, how could the relationship between the two be hidden?
Chapter completed!