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Liao Mingyun clenched her teeth as she blurted out, ”Xiao Menghan, you just came out of his room.”

Xiao Meng Han was no stranger to this name. The director Yue Yue said that she wanted to interview her target, but she had no way of accepting this fact. The man in that room was Xiao Meng Han, and he had been struck by lightning.

Seeing the complicated look on her face, Liao Mingyun said bitterly, ”I know your name is Mo Xiaoxiao. You're an orphan, a journalist with an unpopular newspaper, and you get a thousand and eight hundred dollars a month. Oh, right, you also have a boyfriend.

The investigation was very detailed. Mo Xiaoxiao stared at the figure and asked, ”What do you want?”

”Leave Xiao Meng Han, you are not worthy of him, he only wants to play with you, how much money do you want, I'll give it to you.”

”I don't want money.” ”If you let me go, I promise that I will never appear in front of him again. If I see him, I will take three different streets.”

Originally, he was also someone who couldn't be hit with eight rods, so he didn't think that the other party would kidnap him because of Xiao Meng Han.

Mo Xiaoxiao responded too quickly. On the contrary, Liao Mingyun was suspicious, ”You want to go out and complain to him?” Liao Mingyun couldn't control the trembling of her body, and she suddenly thought of Xiao Meng Han's cold feelings for him. She was standing naked in front of him, but he didn't even look at him.

Liao Mingyun raised her hand and slapped Mo Xiaoxiao's face a few times. The sound of 'pa pa' was heard clearly in the room, and blood slowly flowed down from the corner of Mo Xiaoxiao's lips.

A transparent piece of adhesive tape landed on her mouth one second, causing her to panic. She struggled with all her might, her wrists and ankles grinding painfully.

Liao Mingyun did not care about Mo Xiaoxiao's struggling, as her eyes fell on the suit she was wearing. This suit belonged to Xiao Meng Han, so she clearly remembered it.

Liao Mingyun reached out her hand, and took off her suit completely, ignoring the protest and struggle of Mo Xiaoxiao, even taking off her pants.

”Mmm mmm, mmm.” Mo Xiaoxiao watched as Liao Mingyun took off her suit, and walked towards the door without even looking at her.