Sick, he's the best

Chapter 105 Mama Fu Was Found Following Jiang Mingrou

If he had apologized earlier, wouldn't things have gotten out of his control?

There was a bit of resentment in the man's desperate pupils: "Jiang Mingrou!"

Yang Ming's gnashing of teeth roared from the room, making Tang Wanrou, who was hiding in the dark, shiver uncontrollably and began to tremble.

Tang Wanrou pressed against the wall tightly, this was a small corner, the corner could only accommodate one person.

She had no time to run away, so she could only hide here, and the only exit was the only way Jiang Mingrou had to pass.

The exit ahead is a long corridor.

Otherwise, she would have run as far as possible.

She can't run away.

Listening to the sound of stepping high heels, Tang Wanrou felt her scalp go numb for a while, and her whole body felt limp. She didn't even dare to take a breath.

Don't find me, don't!

Tang Wanrou began to pray.

At this moment, she wished she could hit her head with a stick.

Ah... why are you here? If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have followed.

If Jiang Mingrou found out, she would be miserable.

Tang Wanrou was annoyed for a while, her son liked Jiang Mingrou, she saw Jiang Mingrou with a little fresh meat by her side in the hotel, and followed him out of nowhere.

Who knew that seeing her let that little fresh meat beat someone up, her threats and intimidation methods were enough to destroy her reputation.

Tang Wanrou's face turned pale with fright, it was too late when she wanted to run away.

She pressed against the wall with her eyes closed, as if she was that brick, and she wished she could become one with the wall.

Don't let Jiang Mingrou find out.

The high-heeled shoes step on the bluestone slab, from far to near, giving people a feeling of stepping on the tip of a knife.

"Tap tap."

Her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Suddenly, the sound was gone.

It seemed to stop in front of her.

Tang Wanrou was so frightened that she didn't dare to take a breath, she stuck her hands and feet against the wall, her eyes were tightly closed, and she moved her face into the wall as if covering her ears and stealing the bell.

I am air, I am air.

I am only a brick.

"Sister President, what's the matter?" Xu Xin looked at Jiang Mingrou who stopped in front of him, and asked sweetly.

Jiang Mingrou glanced into the corner inadvertently from the corner of her eyes, the light gray corner of her clothes trembled, as if she was afraid of something and turned into a sieve.

She said lightly: "It's okay."

After speaking, Jiang Mingrou lifted her foot and walked out.

At the same time, a big V blogger in the entertainment industry broke the news that Yang Ming was dating many women at the same time in private. He used his power to coerce and lure many small stars to have sex with him. If he refuses, Just block them directly.

Some videos and photos were leaked, the pictures were unsightly and ruined people's three views.

In another recording, Jiang Mingrou asked Yang Ming to admit that he did touch Xu Xin's thigh, which is why Xu Xin hit him.

Xu Xin beat someone because Yang Ming's hands were irregular, implying that he took a shortcut.

That's why Xu Xin attacked Yang Ming in public.

All of a sudden, there was disbelief and doubts on the Internet, shocking and ruining the three views.

After all, Yang Ming and his wife have always been in harmony as husband and wife, and the Internet is full of their loving and happy photos.

Many people envy the relationship between their husband and wife.

But who would have thought that he would be such a person inferior to a beast.

Does his wife know?

What followed was the sound of persecution and abuse against Yang Ming. Some called him inferior to a beast, and some called him shameless.

"What the hell, am I actually a fan of this stuff?"

"Scum! Scum!"

"Yang Ming get out of the entertainment circle!!!"

"He has a wife and children, yet he still cheats? How many are there at the same time? What kind of affectionate character is he playing with?"

"I threw up, what kind of scum is this?"

"Sorry, I apologize for scolding Xu Xin, why didn't Xu Xin beat him to death!"

"I also want to apologize for scolding Xu Xin. This is simply killing people."

"It's terrible to think about it. If Xu Xin doesn't resist, one can imagine what will happen to him."

"I finally understand why Xu Xin just apologized to the fans and said that fighting in public should not happen."

"Fuck! I understand too! Xu Xin doesn't need to apologize! We support you! Beat him to death!"

At the same time, there were three or four [-]-line starlets leaking their chats on the Internet one after another, all of which proved that Yang Ming had chatted with them.

This has been hammered.

Yang Ming couldn't be more dead.

Seeing those news, Xiao Mu felt like a dream.

For many nights, he fantasized about why Yang Ming didn't want to die.

He was lying on the floor of the rented room with his hands spread out, his eyes staring at the ceiling above his head. For the first time in his life, he felt an urge to die.

It is not easy to be drifting north. For a person who came from a small city, it is very bitter and difficult.

It's not that he hasn't been mobbed before, and he pushed them back.

That night, his eyes were scarlet and his joints turned white. He drank so much that he didn't dare to call the police. There were screams and whimpers all night in the rented room.

Calling the police means that his parents will know, and those in the family will know.

His parents have been strong all his life, his mother is a teacher and his father is a civil servant.

Pass it back, they have no face to be human.

He was ashamed to meet people, and he didn't dare.

He is cowardly, he is afraid, afraid, and even more afraid of other people's strange eyes.

He chose to endure it.

Unsurprisingly, he was hidden in the snow for a year.

The summer wind gently blows through the man's hair, bringing a bit of warmth, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Xiao Mu's hands were a little tight. He never thought that one day, a small man like him could bring down a big man like Yang Ming.

The wind blew his eyes like sand. In the past two years, he himself has lived like a walking corpse. In the eyes of his parents, relatives and friends, he is glamorous and a little famous star.

But only he himself knows that he has already rotted, stinks, and turned into a puddle of mud, merging with this entertainment circle.

Xiao Mu had a slight smile on his face, and looked at Jiang Mingrou with stern eyes: "Boss Jiang, thank you."

Jiang Mingrou leaned in front of the car, holding a business card between her slender fingers and handing it over: "Are you interested in joining my entertainment company?"

Xiaomu's face froze for a moment, and he looked at Jiang Mingrou in disbelief.

Jiang Mingrou was someone he dared not cling to in his life.

They are not in the same class at all, and even Yang Ming is probably not even a grain of sand in Jiang Mingrou's eyes.

The smile on Xiaomu's face was a bit bitter: "For a person like me, forget it."

If he had received Jiang Mingrou's invitation when he was 19 years old, he would have gone crazy with excitement.

If he had met Jiang Mingrou at that time, perhaps it would have been another life.

But there are so many ifs in life.

(End of this chapter)