The paparazzi's face was beaming with joy when they left the hotel. From that look, you could tell that something good had happened.
The colleague caught him and said, "Have you found which floor Feng Yiyue lives on?"
The paparazzi waved his hand and said: "Hey, stop talking. I really don't know what's going on with the staff in this hotel. No matter how much I ask, they won't tell me. They can't be found at all!"
The paparazzi's expression was so genuine that no one would doubt it.
"Hey...then why are you grinning? You thought you had found Feng Yiyue..."
"I can't be happy about something happy at home. I won't tell you anymore. I'm going back."
The paparazzi waved his hands, looking anxious.
His colleagues had no doubts. After all, he had gone in to look for her before, but no staff member told Feng Yiyue which floor she lived on, so he still believed what the paparazzi said.
"They say people feel refreshed during happy events. Forget it, go back quickly."
"Haha, great!"
The paparazzi left happily while humming a little tune. This incident did not arouse anyone's suspicion.
But only they knew what happened after the paparazzi met Feng Yiyue.
Feng Yiyue called Mu Qing.
"Have you seen anyone?"
Mu Qing, who was on the other end of the phone, was standing outside a hotel, looking at a fat man with a paunchy face who came out from a distance, and said in a calm voice: "I see you."
"Okay, as soon as possible."
Everything was ready, now she didn't want to delay any more, this matter had to be dealt with as soon as possible.
Although I don't care how netizens slander and insult me, I don't want to let my reputation continue to be bad.
The longer it goes on, the more upset fans will be.
Mu Qing hung up the phone and saw the fat man getting into a black car and leaving.
Mu Qing followed closely behind on Lan Zhan's Harley.
The fat man sitting in the car at this moment received the call: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I won't regret it, and I will come out to prove it to you tomorrow!"
"But you have to ensure my safety. I don't want to be hated by Mr. He."
After hanging up the phone, the fat man looked at the 10,000 yuan that had been deposited into his account and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
Although he is also very afraid of He Liangchuan, people are all the same. People die for money and birds die for food, right? He can do anything for money!
When he returned to his residence, before the man could close the door, the door was kicked open from the outside. The man was shocked and took two steps back.
The fat man was a little surprised, a debtor came to his door?!
"who?!"
Mu Qing didn't say anything, and walked straight in with three steps at a time.
When the fat man saw an exquisite woman coming in, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled very evilly: "Haha... It seems that you are quite smart, arranging such a little beauty to serve me...
....”
With that said, the fat man stretched out his hand to touch Mu Qing's face.
As a result, Mu Qing grabbed his wrist. In the surprised look in the fat man's eyes, Mu Qing gave it a squeeze.
"Click."
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.
After the fat man was stunned for about a second, he let out an earth-shattering pig-killing howl.
Mu Qing kicked the door shut, blocking out his exaggerated howling.
With a hard push, the fat man took a few steps back and carefully raised his wrist. The fat man looked at Mu Qing in horror and resentment.
"You? You...who are you?!"
"Bitch! Bitch! How dare you do this to me!"
Mu Qing said nothing, his cold eyes staring at the fat man for a moment.
"you wanna die!"
The fat man took out his cell phone and wanted to make a call. Mu Qing raised his foot and kicked the back of the fat man's hand, causing the cell phone to fall to the ground.
