C218 Bad News

When they were eating early the next morning, Luo Hanshang asked, "Do you have any plans for today?"

Ning Jiang shrugged and shook his head: "Not today, what's wrong?"

"That's great. Let me show you something after the meal."

Ning Jiang was puzzled: "What's that?"

"You should be interested in something. Eat your meal first."

Ning Jiang pursed his lips: "How do you know what I'm interested in? Maybe you're wrong."

"You will definitely be interested in this matter, I can guarantee that," Luo Hanshang said as he raised his eyebrows, a bewitching look in his eyes. "I know more about you than you think."

Ning Jiang pursed her lips, "Then you can tell me about it now."

"I can't say it now. It will affect my appetite and mood."

She hissed, "Why do I feel like this isn't going to be a good thing?"

"This really won't make you too happy. That's why I said we can talk after dinner."

Ning Jiang was an impatient person, and upon hearing his words, she became even more curious.

She lowered her head and quickly finished her meal. Then, she looked at him and said, "I'm done eating. Can you tell me now?"

Luo Hanshang pointed to the study room on the first floor.

"There's a brown paper bag in the top drawer of my desk. Take it yourself."

Ning Jiang got up quickly and ran to his study.

She followed his instructions, found the brown paper bag, and opened it.

She pulled out a stack of photographs.

From the photo, she saw her beautiful fiance Song Minghui with a woman in her arms as she entered the hotel.

She frowned, and her expression became slightly colder.

She slipped out the first picture, put it back, and saw the second.

It was a picture of the two men entering the same room.

The third photo was of the two coming out of the hotel room.

The fourth photo was of the two of them eating together in the dining room and kissing each other.

The fifth page …

There were more than ten photos in total. After she finished looking at them, her eyes were about to ignite from anger.

Song Minghui, you bastard, you're not even married, yet you actually dared to act so recklessly while carrying the beauty on your back.

She had always thought that Song Minghui was not a good person, but now it seems that he really was …

Just as she was getting angry, Luo Hanshang walked over and leaned on the door of the study: "What do you think, is this something that you're interested in?"

Ning Jiang angrily threw the photo onto the table. "I definitely won't let this trash of a guy get away with it."

"The matter of the two's relationship isn't something that you can decide. I already said this before, if Ye Mingmei really loves this Song fella, then giving her these photos would definitely deal a huge blow to her."

"Then I can't hide it from her. I can't just watch helplessly as she marries a scumbag before discovering his true appearance."

"You want to give her these pictures now?"

Ning Jiang thought for a bit, then shook his head: "Of course I can't do it right now. This Song Minghui did such a scummy thing, and he's still plotting against me from behind.

Luo Hanshang raised his brows, "It looks like you've thought of a good idea."

Ning Jiang looked at him, his gaze raised.

Seeing her sizing up, Luo Hanshang smiled speechlessly: "At this time, you actually remembered the use of your husband, right?"

She was surprised that he knew what she was thinking.

However … This was also very normal. Someone as intelligent as Luo Hanshang, his IQ would never drop line. "Do you agree to help me?"

Luo Hanshang walked closer to her, pinched her chin with his hand, and leaned his face close to her as he said ambiguously: "If you act coquettishly with me, I'll help you."

Ning Jiang's face suddenly flushed red.

"Why, no?"

"I... Indeed, you don't know how to act like a spoiled child. " She had never done such a thing in her life. She was not the kind of cute girl who would act coquettishly when she had nothing better to do. She really could not do that.

"Then that's it." He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

She was confused by the kiss, but he didn't think it was enough.

After a while, he released her, feeling anxious.

This early in the morning, he was asking for trouble.

"I'll use this in place of Sa Jiao." Then he turned and went upstairs to his room and into the bathroom.

Ning Jiang stood in the study room and let out a light breath.

His kissing skill was getting better and better. She was truly becoming more and more helpless against him.

Fortunately, he was able to catch it every time, otherwise …

She shook her head. This was not the time to think about it.

She picked up the photos on the table again and flipped through them, the anger in her heart igniting once more.

During lunch time, Ning Jiang and Luo Hanshang arrived at a Western restaurant.

Ning Jiang stood at the door, pretended to look around for a seat, and then pointed at the two familiar figures in the corner.

She looked at Luo Hanshang and said, "Look."

Luo Hanshang looked to the side, he did not see the wrong place.

Ning Jiang pulled him, and walked to the table, and said in surprise: "Mingmei, why are you here too."

When Ye Mingmei saw her, he was also very surprised. "Heavens, the North City is so big, do we need to use such a coincidence?"

When Song Minghui saw Luo Hanshang, he immediately stood up.

He was extremely nervous as he used both hands to pick up his handkerchief to wipe his hands. After which, he walked forward and said with a few doggy legs: "Young Master Luo, hello, hello. I have heard great things about you for a long time.

Seeing Song Minghui trying to curry favor with Luo Hanshang, the space between Ye Mingmei's eyebrows unconsciously knitted together.

Luo Hanshang did not bother to pay attention to Song Minghui, and turned to look at Ning Jiang: "After you're done chatting with Mingyue, let's not disturb the others, let's find a table to eat."

Song Minghui quickly said: "Young Master Luo, being able to meet with us is a kind of fate. Why don't we all sit together?

"I'm almost full, alright?" Ye Mingmei looked at Song Minghui with slight displeasure.

This guy, why does he have so little vision? Can't he tell that even he didn't want to bother with him?

She glanced at Luo Hanshang. This man was truly arrogant and spoiled.

Even if she didn't look at the Buddhist Sangha, she was Jiang Er's best friend.

Ning Jiang seemed to have felt Ye Mingmei's displeasure. She patted Ye Mingmei's hands and said to him: "Hubby, let's eat together. It just so happens that the clothes that I took a fancy to earlier, would like Mingyue to go and advise me."

The moment Ning Jiang's words fell, Song Minghui had already left the dining table with his sharp eyes, and walked to the seat next to Ye Mingmei. He wanted to give the seats opposite to him to the two of them.

He turned around and called for a waiter. "Hurry up and pack up. Bring the menu over."

Ning Jiang sat down, and Luo Hanshang had no choice but to sit.

As Luo Hanshang was ordering his meal, Ning Jiang looked at him coldly.

Song Minghui, you bastard, you are truly unlucky.