Pulling out the last photo from the camera, Zhao Ranyue showed a satisfied smile, walked up to Jing Yatong, and threw a few photos into Jing Yatong's sight.
The scene in the photo really looks like two people...
Huh... the anger in her heart disappeared. Jing Yatong looked at Zhao Ranyue with a calm gaze.
My body seems to have improved a lot. Although I still can't move, I can already speak. "You dare to let me out?"
"Why don't you dare? Don't underestimate me. Even if I make the Zhao family bankrupt, I will ruin your reputation and make your Jing family unable to hold its head in the business world. I don't know which one is better between the two.
How heavy is it?”
Jing Yatong sneered. "Then tell me, I don't care if I lose my reputation or be unable to hold my head up for the rest of my life."
Jing Yatong's indifferent look surprised Zhao Ranyue, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You are tough. Just pretend, I don't mind. Besides, this is not used to deal with you, even if you really don't care about yourself.
Reputation, then...that person, I don’t believe she doesn’t care!”
Jing Yatong's heart suddenly sank, and her face turned completely gloomy. "Do you dare to threaten Yin'er?"
"Why don't you dare?" Zhao Ranyue shrugged, picked up the photo on the bed, and smiled sweetly. "I'm already like this anyway. Even if I try my best, I won't make Lan Nuyin feel better!"
While the two were talking, a girl suddenly rushed in. "Sister Ranyue, it's not good...that An Yuye broke in and is now breaking down the doors in one room after another. The bodyguards are joining forces."
No one is his opponent, no one can stop him, he probably came to find Jing Yatong..."
"An Yuye?! What does it have to do with him? How did he know that Jing Yatong was with me?" Zhao Ranyue frowned, but he couldn't allow her to think too much. At the moment, he could only hide Jing Yatong in the bathroom and throw it into the bathroom.
He got out of the bathtub and gave the illusion of taking a bath.
As soon as Zhao Ranyue stepped out of the bathroom, the door to the room was kicked open. An Yuye's face was gloomy and terrifying, staring at Zhao Ranyue coldly.
Zhao Ranyue was so stared at that she broke out in cold sweat. She managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. "I wonder what kind of wind brought Master An here? What's the matter?"
"Where is Jing Yatong?!" An Yuye glared at her and said.