Wei Zhehan was so furious that his internal organs exploded. He yelled like crazy: "Yang Mufan, how could you do this?! How could you treat Wanqing like this?! How could you hurt her like this?!"
Doesn't he know what kind of harm it will cause to Mu Wanqing if these photos are leaked?!
It turned out that he was the culprit.
Compared to Wei Zhehan's raging anger, Yang Mufan seemed too calm and comfortable.
He raised his thick eyebrows and said leisurely: "Why, you are only allowed to 'do', but I am not allowed to do anything else?! If you do it, it's not disgusting, but if I do it, I will be criticized?!
Wei Zhehan, are you too self-righteous?!"
"Despicable!!" Wei Zhehan gritted his teeth.
There was a faint smile in Yang Mufan's eyes: "Compared to your nastiness, I would rather be despicable."
After hearing Yang Mufan's description, Wei Zhehan smiled softly. One was sarcasm, the other was sarcasm, and the third was that he felt... worthless for Mu Wanqing: "Yang Mufan, don't you know what happened three years ago?
What's the matter?! Do you know Wanqing..."
"I don't want to know!!" Yang Mufan scolded sternly, "I don't want to know anything about her."
At that moment, Wei Zhehan really had nothing to say.
He looked directly at Yang Mufan, and then said: "Whether you believe it or not, that night three years ago was all caused by your good brother Yang Muchen, and Mu Wanqing and I
, nothing happened."
When he heard the word "Yang Muchen", an endless chill suddenly surged in Yang Mufan's eyes. He gouged Wei Zhehan coldly and said through gritted teeth: "My brother's name is not worthy of someone like you."
It’s called, do you understand?!”
Wei Zhe smiled coldly: "Sure enough, in your heart, what you care about is always admiration for Chen. No matter what he does or says, it is always right. But Wanqing, whatever she says is wrong, whatever she does is wrong.
What. You will never know how much Wanqing suffered and suffered for you. You don’t know how miserable and pitiful Wanqing was bullied by Yang Muchen secretly. In fact, three years ago, the person who appeared in the photo
That person is not me, it should be him, do you understand the meaning of these words?!"
Faced with Wei Zhehan's stern accusation, Yang Mufan looked extremely calm. He said, "You can frame things without any proof. What don't I know?! I don't know, Mu Chen accidentally bumped into you guys checking into a hotel room.
, and then I broke up your adultery, and finally I was pushed downstairs by you, and I never closed my eyes?! Haha~, indeed, I really don’t know, and I don’t understand, how could you do this?! It’s just that I broke up your good deeds.
, is it necessary to kill someone?!"
"..." Wei Zhehan knew very well that Yan Mufan was a stubborn person, and he only believed in Xin Muchen and what he saw with his own eyes.
Yang Muchen is dead. No matter how much he says, it will be of no use. Yang Mufan will not believe it at all.
So, he just smiled coldly, then walked forward, squatted down, and gently held the woman who was squatting on the ground crying in grief in his arms.
What happened that day three years ago was a nightmare for Yang Mufan, and it was a huge harm to Mu Wanqing?!
Naked, naked, naked, it dug open the wounds of memory, and what it got in exchange was not redemption, consideration, and care, but sarcasm and contempt. Anyone else would probably collapse.
Mu Wanqing huddled in Wei Zhehan's arms, her whole body trembling, her hands tightly holding on to his clothes, extremely fragile.
Wei Zhehan whispered: "Qingzi, I will take you away. Don't be sad anymore. It's not worth it for such a person..."
