Chapter 773

Fang Yuan never intended to use this despicable means to coerce Yan Chunlai into obedience.

However, when he overheard the conversation between Yanchun and the couple and saw the real intention of Ye Mingmei's live broadcast, he felt that this method seemed to be the best.

He just needs to enjoy beauty. Without moving Yanchun's hair, he can achieve a hundred times better effect than he thought.

Yan Chun forced this.

It was he who forced the Yan family to throw himself into the net overnight.

It was he who forced Ye Mingmei to lose the last glimmer of hope that she could live safely.

Fang Yuan is right. The consequences of offending a woman are very serious. Especially if a man wants to torture a woman with the most cruel means to survive, the woman will find the revenge method that can give him the most fatal blow in an instant.

Who's to blame?

He can't live well enough, brother Fang Mingyuan.

Ye Mingmei can't be blamed. After jumping out of the square, she has made an agreement with Yan Chunlai to protect her safety and the face of the Yan family.

Yan Chunlai is the only one to blame.

He thought he was strong enough. As long as he could avoid the most powerful fatal blow at the most appropriate time, he could quickly turn the world around. Relying on his strength, he made the men and women regret coming to the world.

He underestimated the surrounding area: the trap he carefully arranged was like walking on the ground.

He underestimated Ye Mingmei: in order to survive, this woman trampled on her last dignity with high heels.

An agreement signed by Yan Chunlai may be denied.

What about the current live broadcast?

Yan Chunlai, in great pain, can even imagine that the master of the Yan family will be directly angry to death after seeing these. The aircraft carrier of the Yan family, which sails hard in the sea, will be completely overturned by the subsequent waves.

Originally, he didn't have to suffer such invincible humiliation. He could treat Ye Mingmei as a transparent person. From then on, he could completely forget to revenge Fangyuan and live the kind of life he wanted.

Even, he can take advantage of the dog men and women to win some considerable benefits for the Yan family--

It's late.

It's too late.

The last thing Yan Chunlai wants to see is a wonderful show.

He wondered why he didn't die. He turned around and collapsed on the sofa. He saw his wife kneeling on the sofa like a dog, allowing some demon man to bombard her madly.

Time passes slowly, as if it is fast again.

When a male pheasant crowed in the woods behind the Yan Family Villa, it was dawn.

Fang Yuan also came out of the bathroom.

After more than an hour of expedition, this bastard didn't feel a little tired. On the contrary, ye Mingmei, who made Yan Chunlai love and fear in the past, lay on the sofa like a dead dog and didn't move.

"Your injury doesn't matter. Just rest at ease for half a month and you can recover as before. I can guarantee that."

Fang Yuan came to Yan Chunlai and raised his left arm. He clenched his right hand and punched him slightly under his injured rib.

"Er!"

Yan Chunlai uttered a scream and then bit his teeth hard.

It still hurts, but it's always uncomfortable to cough. The thin snow under the scorching sun disappeared, and I was full of strength. I covered my left rib with my right hand and sat up straight.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to force you in this way. You think it's too poisonous."

Fang Yuan sincerely apologized.

Yan Chunlai didn't speak, just clenched his teeth and looked at the mobile phone on the opposite sofa.

Fang Yuan also looked back and said, "it's too late -- your wife is a network expert. This time she didn't give the live broadcast to anyone, but compressed it into a Trojan virus and uploaded it directly to the network."

The Trojan virus made by Ye Mingmei is like a drop of water dripping into the vast ocean after it is uploaded to the network. No one can find it except her.

The outbreak of the virus has a fixed time, maybe half a month or a month.

When the deadline comes, ye Mingmei will reset the virus outbreak time to ensure that it will not flow into thousands of computers with various downloaders.

Once Ye Mingmei "forgets" to reset the date, the virus will break out, and the Internet will find that the super long live broadcast just now has insulted Yan Chunlai and the whole Yan family.

"I'm really sorry. I have no reason to stop her from doing so. Her doing so has unspeakable benefits for me and herself. This time, you really have to lose her. It's time to reflect. Well, if it's superfluous, I won't say it. When I leave, you two can talk about it in detail. "

After finishing the collar for Yan Chunlai, Fang Yuan said, "Oh, by the way, I'll lend you a car. Hehe, it's too late for me to go to the airport now. I can only drive back to Tang Wang. "

"Drive mine."

Ye Mingmei, kneeling on the sofa, lazily raised her right hand, holding a key between her thumb and index finger: "my car, it's comfortable to sit on it."

"Thank you. If you have a chance to go to King Tang in the future, you can return the car to you."

Fang Yuan took the key, smiled and turned to leave. When ye Mingmei asked, "are you leaving like this?"

Fang Yuan bowed his head: "what else?"

"Kiss me and I wish you a pleasant journey."

Ye Mingmei laboriously sat on the sofa, closed her eyes and tooted her lips.

"No, your husband is here."

Fang Yuan said hypocritically, bowed his head, kissed Ye Mingmei on her lips, turned and walked out of the living room quickly.

Yan Chun looked out.

When he saw that a terrible animal trap was clenched when his toes were picked, he threw it out as a lightning device, causing other animal traps to close their mouths tightly, and then closed their eyes powerlessly.

In his eyes, Wuzi and others looked like a powerful trap, but Fang Yuan regarded it as a breakthrough in a small game. It didn't take much effort at all, so he went to Ye Mingmei's white Maserati and got on the car.

The deep and powerful roar of the sports car soon disappeared into the dawn of the morning.

"Spring is coming. What would you like to eat this morning?"

Ye Mingmei stood up slowly, staggered a few times, blushed and asked softly, just like the most virtuous wife in the world.

"I want to drink bitter vegetable porridge. It's best to add some yellow lotus. I'm a little angry recently. I want to go to the fire."

Yan Chunlai took a breath and answered slowly.

"OK, I'll take a bath first and then make it for you."

Ye Mingmei nodded and walked to the bathroom door.

"Oh, by the way, Wuzi's ability is still very good."

When she reached out to open the bathroom door, ye Mingmei turned and looked at Yan Chunlai. The smile on her face had disappeared. She only had unspeakable cruelty: "I hope they can stay and help me do some small work of opening the door and carrying my bag. Don't worry, I won't let you pay for them. "

"You are buying people's hearts."

Yan Chunlai jumped a few times from the corners of his eyes and said in a hoarse voice.

"I guess so. They should all know what punishment you will get if you lose face in the hands of Fang Yuan. Depending on your strength in China, they will become sun monkeys and don't want to escape again. "

Ye Mingmei smiled again and said in a sweet voice, "they must be very eager to have someone stand up to protect them now. I think I'm very suitable for this role. "

"I can't seem to refuse."

Yan Chun said.

Ye Mingmei shook her head: "you can't refuse."

"Then I won't refuse."

Yan Chunlai covered his right rib with his right hand, coughed a few times and asked, "can you let them take me to the hospital first? I have a terrible pain here. "

"That's not a problem. After I take a bath, I'll take you there myself. My husband accidentally fell down the stairs and hurt himself. If I don't ask, others will say I'm unqualified. "

Ye Mingmei raised her hand, covered her mouth and pushed away the bathroom with a smile.

Without closing the door, she stood under the tap and turned on the water.

I like the song of Yuanyang, but I like it more and more. Although it's like the gentle rain, I can sing it slowly, but I can hiss

Fang Yuan doesn't like this song.

Maybe he doesn't like singing this song. It's a man.

In Fangyuan's view, men should be masculine, like mountains and trees. No matter how hard they are hit, they should not make a euphemistic and sad female voice like women.

If you have to sing, you should also sing such songs as "loyal to the country". If you don't help, you have to shout at the sky. I'm a wolf from the north, wandering around with cold teeth, looking for the flower girl in vacuum pajamas--

But the CDs in Ye Mingmei's car are basically such songs.

There are some things he likes, such as white fox and burning heart like fire, but there is no Katyusha.

Now he misses Katyusha very much. He misses the girl who was born just two years ago and changed from a carrot head to a white swan. In particular, he thinks of the girl with such temperament. After her big belly is filled with a pair of his sons, some melancholy brought by the euphemistic sad song soon disappeared into the drizzle.

Last night, the Pearl was still full of stars. It looked very romantic. After the darkness before dawn, there was a drizzle, just like -- like Yan Chunlai's tears.

Fang Yuan doesn't understand how he can associate the drizzle with Yan Chunlai's tears.

Drizzle always seems to be out of tune with men. It's only suitable for women.

But now that Fang Yuan thought of Yan Chunlai's tears, the drizzle could only be the man's tears.

This inexplicable illusion makes Fang Yuan feel very uncomfortable.

No matter what a sinister man Yan Chunlai is, Fang Yuan doesn't want him to cry like a woman after being hit hard with Ye Mingmei.

Fang Yuan hopes that all men in the world can be like his gender, which can only remind people of being strong and open-minded. At worst, they have to spit out letters like poisonous snakes, but they will never cry.

In fact, Fang Yuan is more clear that Yan Chunlai is indeed to blame for such an end.

He really shouldn't underestimate Ye Mingmei -- when a very beautiful and beautiful woman loses all her shame, she will become the most terrible devil.

It takes a lot of advantage, and it is also a chess piece in Ye Mingmei's self-protection.

If you don't feel that your handling method is far worse than that formulated by Ye Mingmei, and you can take the opportunity to release some of the energy accumulated in your small half year back home, Fang Yuan won't cooperate with her tonight to attack your male compatriots.

"I hope she won't use this vicious mind on me in the future."

Fang Yuan looked up at the gray sky and suddenly stepped on the brake when he whispered a prayer.