Chapter 300 Premonition that a stormy sea is coming
Yu Wanwan curled her lips, looking very embarrassed, "Okay."
Mingshuang's little assistant here was furious and pointed at Yu Wanwan and scolded, "You are so shameless. You deliberately hurt our Teacher Ming. You want to take the lead by yourself."
Yu Wanwan sighed, "Benayi, I can't help it."
"Don't worry about her." Benai was anxious and domineering, "Sister Xiao Qin, just treat it as doing me a favor."
I still beg for Yu Wanwan.
"Benayi..."
Mingshuang couldn't help it anymore, and was angry and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Benai. "Teacher Ming, maybe our stage is really not suitable for you."
She gave Mingshuang a smile on her face.
Mingshuang looked at Yu Wanwan's figure on stage, and a beam of light focused on her, and everyone was watching.
She gritted her teeth, and her murderous aura was unstoppable.
Now only Mingshuang and her staff are left here. The little assistant suddenly approaches Mingshuang and whispers, "Mr. Su is here."
Mingshuang immediately adjusted her state, "Where is he?"
She was very guilty, afraid that Su Yanshen would see her loss of composure just now. She looked around but did not see Su Yanshen's figure.
"I was there just now, and now I'm leaving." The little assistant pointed to the direction Su Yanshen was just now and wondered.
Mingshuang guessed that Su Yanshen must be at the front desk, "I'll go ahead."
The little assistant shouted to the back, "Your wound."
Mingshuang snorted coldly: "It's better to bleed."
...
There were only dozens of people on the scene, but the event was broadcast live, and millions of people were watching it because of the spokesperson and Mingshuang.
Hearing the news that Mingshuang was injured and could not go on stage, the barrage of scolding was heard, but in more than ten seconds he was slowly conquered by the woman sitting in front of the piano.
She has a black turtleneck and a diamond necklace from Nomeer, and is indescribably noble and elegant.
Everyone was immersed in the woman's piano and singing, but Su Yanshen's eyes kept falling on her left hand.
His hands were placed on his legs and his fists were clenched.
The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, interrupting his thoughts. He did not take his eyes off the stage and took out his phone.
Caller ID Shen Lu.
He answered and put it in his ears. Shen Lu said concisely, "Look at the email address, I have something very important for you to see."
From Shen Lu's steady tone, Su Yan deeply felt that a storm was coming.
He hung up the phone and opened the email address. He clicked to unzip the photo, and he clicked to unzip it for more than 100 photos.
First click on one, I saw a photo of Su Anheng and a woman, and then flipped down... Flipped down, it was Su Anheng and the same woman. These photos were dynamically printed from various social software.
And the woman in the photo, Su Yanshen, is investigating... Rui Min.
He was shocked, and a WeChat message from Shen Lu popped up above: "This woman was also sentenced for tax evasion and other crimes after Yu Wanwan was imprisoned for half a month. She was assigned to the same women's prison as Yu Wanwan, and the same woman's prison, and the same one.
area."
"She opened a martial arts museum, and she has won many awards in martial arts competitions."
Looking at the messages sent by Shen Lu, Su Yanshen suddenly looked up and looked at the woman on the stage.
In my mind were the scars on her body, and what Zhao Chenyi said: "The injuries on her body did not appear to be at one time at the same time, they were different degrees and different parts, and they were broken bones, burned..."
Shen Lu sent another message: "Ayan, are you reading the news?"
Su Yanshen's hand was trembling so much that he almost couldn't catch the phone, "Who arranged for her to go in?"
(Treasures, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to abuse the male protagonist...)