Chapter 344 Make A Condition, How Can I Delete the Photo? (1)

Chapter 344 makes a condition on how to delete the photo (1)

She quickly ran to the balcony of the room, opened the french window and walked out.

Song Tingyu's tall figure had just opened the door and walked out. It was still snowing outside. His black windbreaker was in sharp contrast to the silver-white snow.

"Song Tingyu!"

Su Ran shouted his name.

He heard it, turned around, looked up at her, and finally went to the garage and drove away.

Even if Su Ran broke his throat, Song Tingyu would never come back.

Driving out of the house, Song Tingyu received a call from Tang Zichu. He answered, "Look at him. I'll be right there."

Hanging up the phone, his eyes darkened and he sped up.

When he arrived at a private club, he followed the room number that Tang Zichu had told him, walked straight over, knocked on the door a few times, and someone came to open the door.

Tang Zichu opened the door and stepped inside, "Song Boss."

Song ting nodded and walked in.

Sitting on the sofa, he saw a man kneeling on the ground. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He looked at the man and did not speak.

Tang Zichu picked up the phone on the coffee table and handed it to him.

Song ting clicked on the screen and looked at the man, "Password."

The man did not dare to hide anything and quickly reported the password lock on his phone.

Song Tingyu's long, clean fingers clicked a few times on the screen of the glowing phone, turned on the phone, clicked on the album, and finally saw the two photos.

His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the screen.

The cigarette he was holding between his fingers seemed to have been crushed in the palm of his hand by his violent force.

The cigarette burned his skin, and he didn't feel any pain at all. His eyes were still staring at the phone screen.

There was a very cold air rising in the room in vain. Not only did Tang Zichu feel it, but the man kneeling on the ground also felt it.

His head was so lowered that he dared not look up at Song Tingyu.

Song ting held the man's phone and looked at him, "Have you seen this picture?"

The man's face changed, "Look... No, no..."

His voice faltered and trembled to the point that Song Tingyu looked into his eyes as if he was about to kill him at any moment.

Song Tingyu slammed his phone on the coffee table, his voice gloomy, staring at the man, word by word: "Have you seen it?"

"Tell me the truth. I don't like people lying in front of me."

The man's forehead and nose were covered in cold sweat. He knew very well what Song Tingyu's words meant. He didn't know what he should do. It would be terrible if he didn't tell the truth, but it would be terrible if he didn't tell the truth.

He felt that he really had no choice.

"Have you seen it?" Song Tingyu asked for the last time.

The man's body was trembling. Gu Dongcheng had given these two photos to him late last night and asked him to publish them to the media and on the internet. How did he know that before he started his operation in the morning, Song Tingyu's people, Tang Zichu, found them and brought them here?

In fact, many people in Ancheng should know how important Su Ran was to Song Tingyu.

For her sake, she could really do anything.

He still remembers what happened at the club last night.

Although the door was closed at that time, the people who were blocked outside did not see what happened inside, but after the door was opened, they could clearly see the picture inside.

Song ting was gripping Gu Dongcheng's hair with his hand. He was holding a glass shard in his hand and almost cut his neck.

If Song Tingyu did that last time, Gu Dongcheng would be dead. There was no doubt about that.

After Gu Dongcheng woke up in the hospital, he probably felt angry, so he gave these two photos to him, and when he got the photos, how could he not have seen them?

It was a picture of Su Ran lying naked in bed!

In the end, after a fierce ideological struggle, the man gritted his teeth and decided, "Yes."

"Do you know what you should do?"

The man was about to cry, "I know..."

"Do it."

Tang Zichu handed a very small blade to the man. The man took it trembling and glanced at Song Tingyu, "Mr. Song, let me go once. I didn't mean to. President gu asked me to do something. I can't help but go..."

"You can choose not to look, but you did." Song Tingyu's voice was calm and breezy, "I want one of your eyes."

The man knew very well that there was no room for manoeuvre in front of him. He should even be grateful that Song Tingyu only wanted one eye, not one pair!

The man looked at the blade in his hand, closed his eyes, and thrust his heart into his right eye. He screamed, and immediately, blood came out and followed his hand, dyeing his clothes red.

The man rolled around in pain. Song Tingyu smashed his phone, threw it in the trash can, and got up to leave.

"Take him to the hospital."

Tang Zichu ordered someone to take the man to the hospital, followed Song Tingyu out of here, and got in the car.

"Song Boss, where are you going now?"

Song Tingyu looked out the window, "Where's Gu Dongcheng?"

Tang Zichu was stunned for a moment, then replied, "In the hospital."

"Then go to the hospital."

Tang Zichu pursed his lips, "Song Boss, do you want to go to the hospital and ask Gu Dongcheng to hand over the photo?"

Song Tingyu didn't say anything. Tang Zichu continued, "It's no use. Song Boss, Gu Dongcheng is so cunning. The more you do this, the more excited he will be. Even if he promises to delete the photo, he will definitely back it up..." Gu Dongcheng, Tang Zichu, knew him too well...

In the past, he had shown himself to be a modest gentleman because he was so good at disguising himself. For so many years, no one had ever found out that he was such a person.

But now, he felt that he did not need to hide anything, so his original, actual character was revealed in front of everyone.

He knew that Song Tingyu could accept any price for Su Ran's photos, but the problem now was not that he wanted to trade anything with Gu Dongcheng, and Gu Dongcheng was willing to.

Even if it was something he really wanted, it was possible that he would have a superficial and a practical one.

This man could not be trusted to make a deal with him.

Song Tingyu reached out to open the car window and looked out at the snowy scenery. His voice could not hear his emotions clearly, "Then tell me, what else can I do? I know Gu Dongcheng is waiting for me to look worried and heartbroken, and he won't just stop. But Su Ran's photo is in his hands, and that's his biggest trump card. I can stop all the media in Ancheng from publishing the photos, but I can't stop Gu Dongcheng from putting the photos on the internet. What about Su Ran when he puts them on the internet?"