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C2 Discovered

"Of course, I wanted to be a good citizen." His slightly squinty almond eyes weren't as adorable as the almond eyes when he'd finished speaking, but they had a sly look to them. "I hope you can give me a chance."

Jiang Zhao pushed the computer in front of Ye'er, and a photo of him using a cartoon bed and utensils as a battlefield appeared. Ye'er realized that he was looking at a photo.

But his appearance did not change, and his tone was calm. "Missy Yun. It was said on the phone that I came to your house and had a relationship with you, but other than going on business, I'm not used to spending the night outside. "

He narrowed his eyes before chuckling. "And despite Miss Yun's beauty and fiery figure, I'm still deeply infatuated and unable to extricate myself. No matter how heavy my tastes are, I can't get someone to take a few kilograms of camera light and record it for me." The handsome face suddenly stopped smiling and asked coldly, "Speak, where did you take this photo?"

Ye'er's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Zhao's confident and unhurried attitude made her panic to the core, but she didn't dare look sideways. She was afraid of losing her courage and being seen through.

She naturally knew that Jiang Zhao wasn't praising her beauty of a heaven and earth, nor was he praising her sexy figure. He was only trying to mock her because he didn't think much of her.

She felt that what she was facing was not a person, but rather a sword, an ancient sword, high quality bronze, exquisite patterns, noble origins, astonishing value, pleasing to the eyes.

However, you did not dare to pull out the sword because you were afraid that the moment the sword was unsheathed, there would be a heavy killing intent in it that would quickly behead the person holding the sword.

"I want to talk about a deal with you!" She raised her small face, forcing all her confidence into her cunning almond-eyes. She stared steadily at the man in front of her without dodging at all.

"For Grand Yun!" Jiang Zhao didn't say anything as he made Ye'er grab his leg. She suddenly felt that she was too inexperienced.

He braced himself and said, "Yes!"

The man spoke with disdain, as if he was just casually asking, "What conditions?"

"Reduce his sentence!"

Jiang Zhao cast a sidelong glance at Ye'er, wanting to see the guilt in her eyes. Or perhaps fifteen years of imprisonment, ten years, five years, three years, and one year of release? "

At this moment, it was as if he had been locked in a dark room, and the people around him were saying, 'Your feet are bleeding, your ears are broken, your eyes are blind, but other than the sound of the other person's voice, you know nothing else, and you don't know whether the other person is an enemy or a friend. Do they want to save you, or just put you to death?'

Jiang Zhao's gaze became firmer and fiercer at first, forcing Ye'er to take a deep breath and think that he was going to throw caution to the wind. "If you don't help me, I'll spread these photos all around!" I don't care about my reputation anymore.

"What proof do you have that the man in this picture is me?" Ye'er wanted to argue, but Jiang Zhao didn't give her a chance.

He leaned forward, his eyes narrowed, a dangerous aura pressing down on Ye'er, and his tone began to sound aggressive. "Does a man who always keeps his eyes closed, always under his weight, have half a lip like mine? Eye lashes? Half a nasal peak? "By my supposed bad taste, I like to have a professional photographer take notes when I'm with a woman?

"No matter what, Miss Yun is from a wealthy family, do you not have the least bit of logical thinking? How much is this photographic phase? What kind of light source would be needed to produce such an effect in the room? Or did Miss Yun want to join hands with your friend Elf Photography to achieve the purpose of extortion? Could it be extortion, and then want to spread such photos? If Miss Yun wanted to stay in jail for a long period of time, did she have to destroy herself in such an extreme way? It seems like your nine-year-old brother is already able to be independent. Otherwise, how could you be so optimistic? "

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