This belongs to Ye Qiaoxin's violence and despotism, not Jiang Chengshu's.
When Rong Xuelong had risen to her throat, she swallowed again.
She wanted to save Yan Yun, but An Bufang's conditions were too shameless.
"It's okay." As if anticipating that Jiang Chengshu would tear things, An Bufang smiled, "I still have a lot of photocopies here, you tear it slowly, there is always one you want to sign."
"How do we know that Rouge Yun is in your hands?" Rong Xuelong asked in a loud voice, "You must always let us know that she is safe, so that we can meet her before we can discuss the next step?"
"Just see the photos!" An Bufang threw out a bunch of photos, "Don't worry, Su Yanyun is very good. Hehe, you are scared here, but she is enjoying the embrace and love of a man."
Rong Xuelong's pupils shrank.
Her gaze fell on the photo, and the whole person suddenly...burned!
"An Bufang, you are looking for death!" She slapped the table, stood up, leaned in and grabbed An Bufang by the collar.
"That's how you treated your mother-in-law?" An Bufang was not in a hurry, "Heh, I have seen the upbringing of Miss Rong's family."
Jiang Chengwei looked down at the photos.
"This is... Ying Xiurui?" he asked.
"You know?" Rong Xuelong looked back at him.
"The Patriarch of the Ying Family, I haven't met, but I have heard of it." Jiang Chengshu nodded. It was Ye Qiaoxin's memory, which seemed to be for An Rong Xuelong's heart. He added, "They are not conscious of being manipulated, and they have not What really happened."
The photos are all images of Su Yanyun and Ying Xiurui sleeping together.
Although both of them closed their eyes and seemed to be asleep, they assumed an intimate posture.
No wonder Rong Xuelong exploded at first sight.
"So what?" An Bufang smiled poisonously. "Outsiders will care if they are true or not. They will only see what they see. Tsk tsk... Your Rong family has such a big business, the wife of the Patriarch did it. This kind of thing..."
Rong Xuelong had already pushed An Bufang violently to the ground, grabbed the photo on the table and patted her face.
"What kind of **** can do what kind of **** thing! Use this to threaten me? Are you really scared when I am Rong Xuelong? The way you treat my Rong family is air? You are the Interpol. Vegetarian?"
"Dare you!" An Bufang was humiliated repeatedly and was a bit unsteady. "If you dare to call the police, Su Yanyun will be dead! I will see how you will explain to your beloved brother when the time comes!"
Jiang Chengwei stood up and lifted An Bufang from the ground. He looked directly at this woman's eyebrows, which were somewhat similar to his own. "You will die even more ugly before others die."
An Bufang looked at her son who was close at hand, and her eyes seemed to have tears, "Cheng Wei...you, why are you doing this to your mother, I am a mother... Whether you remember or not, mother is not It will hurt you..."
"Won't hurt me, let me marry the woman who had an abortion in her second marriage and fooling around?" Jiang Chengshu mocked.
"Cheng Wei, you are also a second marriage... Rong Xuelong is not worthy of you at all, you deserve a better woman..." An Bufang seemed to be polite.
She wanted to say a few more words, and the phone in her arms rang.
An Bufang quickly pushed away Jiang Chengshu, got up and backed up two steps, and connected the phone.
"Aunt Fang, Aunt Fang..." Ying Fu Yi on the other side of the phone seemed to be hoarse, "Something happened, something happened here... Give her, let her escape..."
As soon as she said the word, An Bufang hung up the phone.
Unfortunately, it is too late...