Hearing this, Shen Mengxin quickly turned to look at the video tape that fell on the carpet, and her slender eyebrows suddenly twisted into a deep twist.
Her brain was running rapidly, and she tried her best to guess in her mind what was in that videotape, trying to buy more time to weave an excuse that would make admire Fan believe it.
At the same time, she was also thinking about what she had done to make Yang Mufan disgusted or angry.
However, after much thought and speculation, I still have no clue.
You know, the biggest mastermind is Yang Muchen.
Although she would also participate, most of them were with Yang Muchen, just making suggestions and not really taking action.
Except for the last time at the abandoned factory, where she couldn't sit still and took action herself, she really couldn't think of anything else she had done.
"Baby, hurry up. Don't wait too long. I don't have time for you to waste time. Don't worry, I will give you plenty of time later to let you struggle to your death and justify yourself. There is no need to rack your brains to think of ways to deal with me now. Fooling me, guessing again and again, how boring and nerve-wracking, not to mention the large swaths of dead brain cells, I might even guess wrong." Yang Mufan sat on the sofa and changed his position, "Look at you so entangled and in pain. , I am really...feeling sad."
His voice was low and deep, very mellow, magnetic, and gentle, and the sound quality was extremely good.
But when Shen Mengxin heard this, instead of feeling relaxed and happy, her scalp was numb and her heart was frightened.
She tried her best to raise an ugly smile: "Mu Fan, what are you talking about? I hesitated, just thinking: Who is trying every possible means to frame me. As the saying goes, if you are upright, you are not afraid of the shadow, and I am not afraid of them smearing me. And me."
Saying that, Shen Mengxin gritted her teeth, finally took a deep breath, picked up the video tape as if she was dead, turned around and turned on the LED and video recorder equipment in the bedroom.
Although, before watching the videotape, Shen Mengxin was mentally prepared and prepared for the worst.
However, when she saw the video footage clearly, she was still shocked: dumbfounded.
This videotape is exactly what happened three years ago: Mu Wanqing helped a very drunk Yang Mufan check into a room at the Diyuan Hotel.
Obviously, Yang Muchen burned this videotape in front of her?! How could it appear here?!
In an instant, Shen Mengxin's chest felt suffocated and her breathing became extremely difficult.
Before the video tape could be played for another second, she had already pulled it out quickly.
Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and she tried her best to warn herself in her mind: Calm down, calm down, but... her body was not controlled by her brain at all, and she kept shaking and shivering.
"Mu Fan, listen to me... this video tape is also fake. I was the one who helped you into the hotel back then. Mu Fan..." Shen Mengxin, who had always been calm and unhurried, felt the power of Mu Fan. The soul-stirring murderous aura came over me with a "hula" and overwhelming force. My teeth chattered for the first time, and I was trembling so much that I couldn't even speak a word clearly.
Yang Mufan stared straight at the frightened woman with his sharp cold eyes, and hummed in a hoarse low voice: "Shen Mengxin, I'll give you one last chance to explain. It's best to think clearly about what should be done. Say, what shouldn’t be said? If you weigh it, you should understand the price of daring to deceive me!!”
