Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

"I'm not talking nonsense! You paid 30,000 yuan to let me get close to this girl, and also asked me to steal the computer you sponsored to frame her and blame her. You said that after the matter is done, call me for the remaining 20,000 yuan. of."

"You are talking nonsense! Who are you! How dare you speak madly when you steal something!"

"I didn't say anything crazy, everything is here! Miss Han, you have to be kind, even if you don't want to give the rest of the money, you don't need to call the police to arrest me, right? You rich people all say this. Unbelievable?"

"I don't even know what you're talking about! Shut me up!"

Han Wanling was anxious and annoyed, "If you speak madly again, I will sue you for slander! Plus you steal, I can put you in jail!"

Xiang Yuanjiu didn't pay any attention to the threat to her at all, the ruffian laughed sullenly, and leaned against the door.

Looking at Han Wanling with half-squinted eyes, the disdain and contempt on her face did not hide at all, "Do you think I am afraid that you will sue?"

As he said that, he took out a voice recorder from his pocket, pressed the button, and the voice recorder played a recording of a phone call.

"When you go to Jinggao tomorrow, someone will give you the stolen notebook. You just need to take it out of the school. If you are caught, you will put all the blame on that dead girl Yunxi."

"Where did the girl offend you? You want to kill her like this? If you are convicted, you will be sentenced to prison!"

"Don't worry about it so much, I just want to put her in jail!"

"Then the money is left..."

"After it's done, I'll transfer the money to your account..."

The surroundings were very quiet, and the voice on the recording pen was clearly identifiable. Han Wanling was trembling with anger when she listened to the recorded phone call.

The few friends who came with Han Wanling finally understood what was going on, and looked at Han Wanling with a bit of contempt.

"But she's still a student, just trying so hard to figure her out, what kind of hatred is this!"

"No wonder he pulled us over to join in the fun. Dareqing is here to watch the show!"

"..."

The friends he brought with him talked a lot, and Han Wanling's face turned blue and white for a while, and looked at Yun Xi with savage eyes, her clenched fingernails digging into her flesh.

Turning her head abruptly, she glanced at the group of friends coldly, and said in a low voice, "Shut up for me!"

The group of friends laughed embarrassingly, not taking it seriously at all.

Yun Xi stepped forward and looked at Han Wanling nonchalantly, her cold eyes showing a strength.

"Han Wanling, I just thwarted your good deed to seduce the young marshal. You are too cruel for you to attack me like this?"

When it comes to this matter, Han Wanling's eyes are like knives, and she glares at Yun Xi angrily, "Bitch! What nonsense are you talking about!"

This matter has always been a secret, and no one outside knows why Mu Feichi wants to deal with the Han family, only she knows it.

Sure enough, among the friends she brought, several of Mu Feichi's admirers made fun of it.

"No wonder the young marshal wants to deal with the Han family. It turns out that someone is trying to seduce the young marshal."

"I don't even care what my identity is. Young marshal can be sullied by anyone? It's shameless!"

Han Wanling's forehead throbbed for a while, losing such a big face, and yet to take advantage of it, she was so annoyed that she wanted to tear Yun Xi into pieces.

With red eyes, her eyes were sullen, and the words of resentment squeezed out from between her teeth: "Little bitch, wait for me!"

Yun Xi shrugged and smiled innocently, "I have a clear conscience and am not afraid of you."

"Miss Han, remember in the future, don't pretend to be rich if you don't have money, don't slap your face as a fat man if you don't want to sponsor these things, and let someone steal it back when you give it away. You're not ashamed, but I still feel ashamed!"

Xiang Yuanjiu put away the recording pen, looked at Han Wanling jokingly, and mocked with disdain.

ahhh~~ no zuo no die, there will be more updates in the future~ I'm looking for collections and hookups~