mijobooks Chapter 970: Yan Qingruo, who came back from the dead
Chapter 970: Yan Qingruo, who came back from the dead
In the bathroom, the faucet closest to the wall was spraying an unstoppable flow of water from top to bottom. The water flow penetrated into the palms of a pair of white and tender hands, and was held by clasped hands.The water flow encountered resistance and splashed to the edge of the pool, causing the well-dressed and solemn person to step back instinctively, frowning, shaking his hands unhappily, looking at himself in the mirror, and sneering.
Qing Fangxue couldn't restrain her complacency at this moment. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but she didn't expect it to come. She felt extremely happy at this moment, as if some knot had finally been untied, which made her unable to hold back her smile.
She patted her cheek twice with her hands that hadn't been dried yet, as if there was a push to make the smile on the corner of her mouth slowly withdraw.The next moment, Qing Fangxue put on a cold face again.She bent slightly, and kept herself as close to the bright mirror as possible while keeping her upper body from getting water droplets on her clothes. The mirror directly reflected her eyes.
Those eyes were already red from crying when they were outside, and there were still bloodshot eyes in the eyes, and the delicate makeup was almost worn out, and it seemed that a touch of makeup was needed.She smiled softly again, Yan Qingruo, you must never have imagined that one day I, Qing Fangxue, would attend your funeral?I cried a lot for you today, think about it, I brought all the good things to your funeral, even though I didn’t treat you very well when you were alive, but I didn’t treat you well when you were dead. It's necessary to embarrass you, isn't it?
She opened her cosmetic bag, stared at herself in the mirror who was crying like a ghost, and said in a very mocking tone, "You are dead, so don't come to me again."
To outsiders, what she said was either fear or sarcasm, sarcasm of the dead.Anyone who listens can tell that the relationship between her and the deceased Yan Qingruo is very bad.If people hear this, they will be struck by lightning.
The bathroom was so quiet that she couldn't hear anything, but through the non-soundproof door, she could still hear the chaotic voices outside. In fact, not all of them liked Yan Qingruo as much as Chu Mu did, and hated her as much as she did. There are quite a few people she hates to the bottom of her heart, and she is just one of the "culprits".
She stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and carefully applied her makeup, trying to cover her red and swollen eyes from crying. She stared carefully at herself in the mirror, careful not to have the slightest blemish on her face.It seemed that she was too serious and kept staring at her position, or maybe her body was blocking something.When she was satisfied with putting away all the things, and then looked up to confirm the makeup, she saw a person standing behind her, staring at her intently.
Qing Fangxue took a step back in fright, her high heels almost sprained her feet, but fortunately she reacted quickly and supported the edge of the table, and then she stood firmly.She thought that when there was no one in the bathroom, she would relax her guard, but unexpectedly, a person came out of the bathroom out of nowhere.
The man looked at Qingfangxue with something wrong, and Qingfangxue herself felt something was wrong, so she just complained, "It's scary to death", and wanted to leave.
She had just taken two steps when she was coldly stopped by the person behind her.
"Miss Qing Fangxue, hello."
Qing Fangxue frowned slightly, she didn't want to waste time with someone she didn't know, but she vaguely felt that this person was not simple.
She had no choice but to turn around, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am." The man actually said this, and while he was talking, he closed the door of the bathroom from the inside, not caring whether it would be inconvenient for others. After the man locked the door, he turned and looked at Qing. Fang Xue, with a dignified and polite expression, "Hello, I'm a reporter."
"Reporter? What do you want from me?" Seeing her actions, Qing Fangxue knew that she was not simple, and immediately became interested. She was not afraid of anything, so what could she do with so many people outside?
The reporter smiled slightly, "I'm different from those idiots outside."
"You called your colleague an idiot?" Qing Fangxue raised her eyebrows lightly and held her hands tightly. Even though her expression was natural, she was still slightly nervous.
"Of course. Because I'm on Miss Qing's side." The reporter went straight to the point and clarified the purpose of coming. In an instant, the two of them turned from opposing sides into a unified team, which made Qing Fangxue a little overwhelmed.
Qing Fangxue smiled, "What do you mean?"
"Because I also hope that Qingfangxue can die."
"Really?" Qing Fangxue was extremely wary, "What does that have to do with me?"
The reporter sighed slightly, "Don't be nervous, Miss Qing, I'm not a bad person, I don't even have any equipment. You can tell me whatever you want. You also know that a reporter's pen can turn black into white .”
Qing Fangxue was even more confused, for no reason, such a person appeared out of nowhere and wanted to cooperate with her? "What the hell are you trying to do?"
"It's very simple, we work together, and I rely on the influence of my reporter to promote you to the altar."
"and then?"
"Then we're mutually beneficial, we can do whatever we want, and we don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore."
In fact, as the reporter said, if they cooperate with each other, they can achieve such benefits. It just so happens that Qing Fangxue lacks a trustworthy media friend.
Qing Fangxue thought about it carefully, and then said, "Are you trustworthy?"
"Of course." The reporter even raised her hand, but she was empty-handed and had nothing, "I need someone who provides information, and you also need a media person like me, right?"
Indeed, while Qing Fangxue agreed with her, she also thought of a problem, that is, the other party has been occupying a dominant position, and she must hold the sovereignty in her own hands.
Soldiers take risks.After many internal struggles, Qing Fangxue decided to tell the reporter in front of her that she had killed Yan Qingruo. In this way, the reporter also became an insider, but they were the united front.
Qing Fangxue was triumphant, "You only know that I hate Yan Qingruo, right? But do you know that I did all of this behind the scenes? Let me tell you, even today's funeral was promoted by me."
The reporter nodded.
Qing Fangxue continued, "I sent an assassin to kill her."
The reporter's heart skipped a beat, staring at Qingfangxue expressionlessly.
Qingfangxue thought that she had finished everything, she looked at the reporter, but the reporter stared at Qingfangxue without saying a word, which made Qingfangxue a little flustered for no reason, she gently moved the pistol in her hand Bao, she smiled slightly and looked at him, "Why... why don't you talk?" She looked calm, but her heart was already in a mess.
The reporter still stared at Qingfangxue, motionless.
Qing Fangxue narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean!"
The reporter was originally expressionless, but suddenly looked at Qing Fangxue with a smile. She laughed, clapped her hands, and looked behind her.
Qing Fangxue's pupils dilated, she stepped back slowly, and stared at her, "What are you doing? What do you mean?"
"You don't know, there is a secret room behind this, right?" A familiar voice sounded behind the reporter, she turned her head to look, but Qing Fangxue was so frightened that she couldn't stand still.
"How could you...how...what's going on..." Qing Fangxue couldn't help stepping back.
Yan Qingruo stood in front of her whole body, smiled slightly, and stood in the same camp as the reporter, "Unexpected?" She held a mobile phone in her hand, and she recorded all the words of Fang Xue just now, and through the mobile phone real-time Post it.When Qing Fangxue saw the live broadcast on her mobile phone, she collapsed and knelt on the ground.
She covered her eyes, "I don't believe it!!! I don't believe it!!! You are not dead, you are not dead!!!"
Yan Qingruo walked up to her calmly, "Okay, let's tell everyone the truth of the whole thing."
Qingfang Xuedong couldn't even move, and was dragged out by other people.She couldn't believe that her seamless plan would turn out like this, that there would really be such a thing as the resurrection of the dead in the world.
Yan Qingruo didn't die, and it was Qing Fangxue who wanted to kill her.This incident was communicated to everyone through the live broadcast just now, and Yan Qingruo had planned this incident long ago, so she notified the police and others to put Qingfangxue to death.
When Yan Qingruo stood in front of everyone, she almost scared everyone in the room to death.She lied to everyone around her, including Chu Mu.Because this matter is no small matter, and she is just planning, she didn't think so much, and she didn't have time to tell them, so these people are now dumbfounded.
Yan Qingruo stood in front of Mai, "Everyone, I just couldn't respond to you directly because I was framed, so I called everyone here and made this oolong, and let everyone make this trip for nothing, and all the gifts will be returned at that time." Here you go, as for the truth of this matter, I will tell you everything, and please give me some time."
Now that the "host" of the funeral has said so, there is nothing anyone can do if they don't want to.Yan Qingruo stood here in person and gave them a tranquilizer.
When Chu Mu saw Yan Qingruo, his expression was very bad. He stared at Yan Qingruo and even wanted to kill her.On the other hand, Yan Qingruo, as if she had the winning ticket in her hands, glanced at everyone with contemptuous eyes, not paying attention to anyone, including Qing Fangxue who was already frightened beside her.
Qing Fangxue was still in a daze until now, she bowed her head for a long time before she understood the ins and outs of this matter.She only hated her poor IQ, and she also hated that she didn't have Yan Qingruo's ability to calculate. If she had killed Yan Qingruo with her own hands, the situation would not be like this now.
She ruthlessly kicked the round table next to her feet, completely making Yan Qingruo smile from ear to ear.
Not long after, the police brought people to the funeral and brought Qingfangxue under control.
Yan Qingruo kept smiling, as if she didn't take anything into her heart, she looked at the policeman gracefully, "Hello."
"Miss Yan, you're late."
"It's not too late, as long as you come, it's not too late."
Yan Qingruo's words were so nice that no one could hear anything wrong, and Qing Fangxue's heart was completely gloomy.