Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

Chapter 115 Soft-hearted

The car was leaving the Cultural City, an unfinished building in the center of Beijing, during the evening rush hour, and the surrounding area was somewhat congested.

The back seat was silent for a long time, but Jiang Yan didn't dare to look up at the rearview mirror. He just focused on watching the car driving more and more steadily.

The dim light and shadow flowed through Shao Ting's deep and silent eyes. He lowered his eyelashes and his gaze fell on the soft top of the girl's hair who was still tightly buried in his arms.

The two people were so close that their upper bodies were almost stuck together.

Jiang Wan could feel Shao Ting's powerful waist and abdomen lines and his tight and strong muscles. Shao Ting could naturally feel the soft touch like spring mud in his arms.

This almost intimate contact had already exceeded Shao Ting's bottom line. Logically, he should have pushed her away as soon as the matter was resolved.

But not only did he not do that, he indulged her in burying herself in his arms for a long time like a clingy bun, letting her chest feel hot and wet.

In the end, Jiang Wan, who had come to her senses, left on her own. However, she was still huddled up in a ball, looking up at him with her eyes still misty with tears.

"Mr. Shao, I'm sorry... I have to trouble you to save me again."

Her voice was soft and weak, and she looked incredibly pitiful.

Shao Ting's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stared at her for a moment. His low tone finally softened a little unconsciously.

"Don't cry, it's no trouble."

She shook her head, her voice choking with sobs.

"No, I just thought that maybe you are the only one who can save me..."

Seeing that she became more depressed the more she spoke, Shao Ting was silent for two seconds and changed the subject in a low voice.

"Why did that person do that?"

Jiang Wan lowered her head, and after a while, she murmured in a low voice: "His name is Mu Lin, but I don't know him well. Five years ago... he pestered me to no avail, so he wanted to drag me to an abandoned factory and do to me..."

five years ago?

How old was she then?

Jiang Yan, who was sitting in the front row, changed his expression slightly when he heard what was said. He felt the air pressure behind him suddenly drop a few degrees.

Jiang Yan held his breath unconsciously. It was hard to imagine that Jiang Wan, who always had such a beautiful smile every time they met... had encountered such a thing in the past.

Shao Ting's eyes were slightly cold, but he did not interrupt her.

Jiang Wan paused, his voice trembling slightly.

"Luckily someone saw me and saved me. Mu Lin was in jail and was probably released a while ago. He saw me when I was live streaming..."

Shao Ting frowned slightly.

"live streaming?"

Jiang Wan seemed unaware and nodded slightly.

"Not long before I came to Beijing, I no longer had any relatives, and I didn't have much money..."

She was a little incoherent when she said this, but her tone was completely calm again, without even any particular emotion.

But the more this happens, the more heart-wrenching the words become.

No relatives...

Shao Ting felt a rare inexplicable emotion in his heart, and something seemed to have completely softened at this moment.

It was this moment of soft-heartedness that caused him, who had always been extremely sensitive, to overlook another person related to the live broadcast when he heard this word.

Shao Ting lowered his eyelids, knowing that he had accidentally poked her scar, and said in a deep voice: "Sorry."

Jiang Wan pursed her lips and shook her head, her voice muffled.

"Mr. Shao, don't say sorry to me. This is the truth. I have already accepted this result and I won't be sad about it anymore."

Won't you be sad about this anymore?

But tears were clearly welling up at the corners of her eyes.

Shao Ting's eyes became more complicated, but he did not open his mouth to expose her.

She continued intermittently: "I need to make money to support myself, so I chose to do a part-time job as a receptionist while doing live broadcasts. It was also during this period... that I met you."

She finally raised her eyes to look at him, her eyelashes wet, making her look even more obedient and lovable.

Shao Ting's eyes darkened slightly. He saw her open her mobile phone and find the text message interface to show him.

"He found my address and threatened me to meet him with my mother's photo. My mother doesn't like to be photographed, and even I have never seen this photo."

"I didn't dare to call the police. First, I was afraid that I would anger him and he would really send the message. Second, judging from what he had done, there was no doubt that he would retaliate against me in an even more extreme way when he got out again."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, until finally she whispered, "That's why I wanted to ask you for help... I know I've caused you a lot of trouble."

"So, even if you ignore me again in the future, I promise not to bother you anymore."

"Also... you can repay me in any way you want."

As she spoke, it was clear that she was completely immersed in depression and guilt, and her tears began to fall in strings again.

Shao Ting stared at her for two seconds, and finally raised his hand to wipe her tears, with a rare hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Why are you crying so much?"

"What can you do to repay me? Since I've already told you to come to Shaw, I won't go back on my word."

Jiang Guan's slender white fingertips curled up slightly, and she seemed to be unable to react.

"Can I still go tomorrow?"

She was still staring at him with her misty eyes, and her look was rare and dazed, which made people feel soft-hearted.

An elusive smile flashed across Shao Ting's eyes, and his tone was slow.

"Unless you don't want to come."

Jiang Wan naturally shook his head and refuted softly.

"I want to come. You know I want to come."

Shao Ting hummed softly and looked away calmly.

"Be at the company before eight o'clock tomorrow."

"As for Mu Lin, he won't have a chance to come out again, don't worry."

Jiang Wan's thick eyelashes trembled slightly: "Really?"

"Ah."

Something was finally settled. Jiang Wan pursed her lips and was about to thank him softly when her cell phone suddenly vibrated in her ears.

Shao Ting glanced at the screen and pressed the answer button directly, but he narrowed his eyes when he heard the words coming from the other end of the phone. There was a hint of ambiguity in the low tone.

"died?"

Not knowing what was said on the other end, he frowned slightly, his eyes slowly fell on Jiang Wan, and he slowly spoke:

"Mu Lin committed suicide."

*

It was already past nine o'clock when we left Jiang Wan's community.

The black Bentley traveled smoothly along Yingbin Road to Chaoyang District, with the slightly drunken street lights flowing inside the moving car.

It was just when the traffic light turned red. Jiang Yan looked through the rearview mirror at the man whose expression he couldn't see clearly, and whispered, "Sir, when you were sending Miss Jiang downstairs, she called."

"It only takes less than ten minutes to get from the Cultural City to the hospital. There was nothing unusual. There were only a doctor and two police officers in the ambulance from beginning to end. It looks like it was indeed suicide."

Shao Ting leaned back in the back seat, half-closing his eyes. His dark eyes held a depth and scrutiny that had not been revealed just now.

"Check their identities."

The reason why he promised Jiang Wan that he would not let Mu Lin have another chance to come out was, firstly, that he did have sufficient reasons, and secondly, because he had seen too many eyes like Mu Lin.

Paranoia, resentment, and resentment.

Don't even want to live.

With so many guns pointed at him, he tried to snatch Jiang Wan's knife. His purpose was self-evident.

If such a person is given a chance, it would be like planting a bomb for Jiang Wan that could explode at any time.

This also means that he would never commit suicide.

The possibility of suicide is zero.

Someone is behind this.

Looking at the whole thing, it should be someone related to Jiang Wan.

Of course Jiang Yan quickly realized who "they" were.

He quickly responded, then remembered something and continued, "The Weibo account of Mu Lin mentioned by Miss Jiang has been contacted and all posts have been banned. Mu Lin's background is indeed basically consistent with what Miss Jiang said. Miss Jiang's past was not easy. No wonder...she relies on you so much."

rely……

Shao Ting's eyes paused, but he didn't respond.

The words the girl said before getting off the bus came to his mind.

She said fortunately.

In fact, she didn't hope that he would really ignore her from then on.

But Shao Ting himself was very clear.

I'm afraid he has really been entangled by this girl.

He really couldn't bear to see her cry.

*

Zhong Rong Mansion.

Jiang Wan had indeed never anticipated the result of Mu Lin's suicide.

So much so that even after she returned home, turned on the light and lay down on the sofa, her mind was still filled with the unwilling look in the man's eyes when he was carried on the stretcher.

She could almost conclude that Mu Lin would never commit suicide.

On the contrary, Mu Lin would try his best to survive and look forward to the day when he could get out.

As for the purpose of coming out, of course it was to harass and retaliate against her. In more extreme cases, he might even want to kill her directly.

Otherwise, she would not have led the matter to this extent, and thus use Shao Ting to completely solve Mu Lin's worries.

But if it wasn't suicide, how could Mu Lin die?

Could it be possible that someone else could kill Mu Lin with so many police officers present...

This possibility is too small and too unbelievable.

She always felt as if she had missed something...

Jiang Guan rubbed his forehead with his slender white fingertips, and when he was about to reach for his cell phone, he suddenly stopped.

wrong.

A similar situation happened some time ago.

Shen Yan mentioned to her that Qiu Yihui was also taken away under completely impossible circumstances and suffered serious injuries.

If Shen Yan, the person who committed the offense, had not thought of retrieving Qiu Yihui's injury assessment report, the matter would have been left unresolved.

But even Shen Yan has not found any flaws or evidence so far.

Even Qiu Yihui, who had lost that function, kept silent about it and did not dare to pursue it at all.

The two things were almost equally unbelievable, but they were both related to her, or more precisely, to the people who hurt her.

It was hard for Jiang Wan not to connect the two people behind these two events.

Remembering something, she opened Fu Qing's chat interface.

The other party told her that he had left the scene more than ten minutes ago.

Jiang Wan thought for a moment and asked: [Sister Qing, did you notice anything unusual during the whole process? Especially when Mu Lin was injured and carried away.]

Fu Qing: [Judging from the gunshot wound, Mu Lin's two arms cannot be saved and are broken. Other than that, there are no other abnormalities.]

Jiang Wan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions.

【OK. 】

Even Fu Qing, who had observed the entire process, did not find anything unusual. There was no clue at all, so there was not much point in continuing to worry about it.

Whether it is good for her or not, if it is really related to her, it will show up one day.

After a moment's silence, she called back Yin Xi, who had sent her several messages, and gave her a brief account of what happened tonight.

Yin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still somewhat frightened.

"Wanwan, I originally thought that you were born to work in the Internet industry, but now I realize that there is no such thing as a smooth road. There are so many potential dangers for you, and I don't know how to protect you."

Thinking about how she didn't contribute much to such a dangerous matter, Yin Xi's tone was a little frustrated.

Jiang Wan curved her eyebrows and said softly, "Sister Xi, you are already a very qualified agent. Don't doubt yourself. This matter could have been solved more easily. I just wanted to make it complicated."

"I have always believed that risks and opportunities coexist. If things are too smooth, there will be no chance to change the situation. The current results are in line with expectations. Sister Xi should be happy for me."

Yin Xi was stunned. Although she didn't fully understand what Jiang Wan meant, she could tell that her tone didn't sound very nervous, so she unconsciously relaxed a little.

She sighed softly and soon remembered another thing.

"But the post that Mu Lin posted is still on the entertainment hot search list. There are already many netizens who like to gossip. In just half a day, all kinds of posts have appeared."

"You have your own traffic, and your fans can't stand this kind of thing at all, so this matter has become a big deal."

Jiang Wan's curled eyelashes drooped, and she glanced at the homepage of her Weibo account, which had grown to more than 3.8 million followers, and chuckled.

"With so many fans waiting, we have to give them an explanation."

After hanging up the phone, she opened the address book again, found a number, and dialed it.

The call was quickly connected, and the man's voice gradually became hoarse across the phone, and was slightly less cold than usual.

"Wan Wan?"

Jiang Wan curled his lips and went straight to the point.

"It's me, Brother Xu. I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Commission?

Jiang Xu quickly realized that she was in trouble, frowned slightly, and lowered his voice.

"You said."

*

The extremely straightforward term "Jiang Wan's background exposed" was indeed a hot search on the night the post was published.

Although fans have become much more mature in dealing with this kind of thing than they were a few days ago, whether it is Weibo or Tieba, passers-by still make up the majority, so naturally there is no way to suppress all the gossip posts.

We could only watch as the matter continued to develop until the next morning, when the related entries still did not fall off the entertainment hot search list.

Not to mention the homepage of the live broadcast section of Tieba.

[Speaking of which, Jiang Wan's beauty and popularity make her a natural traffic star. She almost took over the homepage, but she turned out to be just a small anchor?]

[Not young, Jiang Wan has only been live streaming for a short time, but the number and stickiness of her fans are not much different from those of the anchors with tens of millions of fans. If you look at her Weibo posts, the front row comments have tens of thousands of likes, and the perfume she promoted is now sold out, and you have to make a reservation to buy it offline. Many big anchors can't do this.]

[The video was indeed well shot, it fully captured Jiang Wan's beauty, and then... she is really beautiful. Look at these exposing posts, whether it's gossip passers-by or her haters, they all know that she is beautiful, so they deliberately use her photos to attract traffic. That face is there, and anyone who is good at looking at her will want to click in to take a look]