Ye Wangchuan is short of money
Qiao Nian thought about it carefully.
Ever since she first met Ye Wangchuan, he has always been with Jiang Li. He lives in Jiang Li's house and drives Jiang Li's Phaeton. But she really doesn't believe that Ye Wangchuan is short of money!
Nothing else to say.
With the rare material resources in Ye Wangchuan's hands, he is not a man short of money!
Let’s talk about Chenchen’s grandmother Ye Lan. When she saw her at the hospital that day, she handed over her bank card and spent 10 million yuan at once.
Let alone 10 million, even asking the Qiao family to pay 1 million to compensate the little guy would be enough to cost them their lives.
Qiao Nian looked nonchalant and didn't respond: "Money, I have plenty."
"I want one of Qiao Chen's legs."
"Killing someone means paying for one's life, and debts mean paying for one's debts. That's only right!"
Seeing that his favor card didn't work, Qiao Weimin immediately changed his expression and smiled meaningfully: "Are you going to insist that the person in the video is Chenchen? Then I have something to say. If you take a video like this, which has been cut off from where you got it, no one will recognize it in court. Chenchen just said that she doesn't know where your video came from. You said your video is real, but I think it was photoshopped. The reason is..."
"It's very simple. You were jealous of Chenchen because she was better than you since she was a child. She was liked by people around her more than you. She was also recommended to the People's Art Theater and the song she wrote won an award. It just so happened that a child from your friend's family accidentally fell down the stairs, and you couldn't find the murderer for a while. Chenchen happened to have been to the hospital that day, so you blamed everything on her. You knew that your suspicion alone was useless, so you and your friends made a video like this to slander her..."
He smiled and said to Qiao Nian: "Look, it makes sense. What I said also makes sense."
Qiao Weimin was wearing a suit. His well-maintained face looked smart and capable, and his eyes had become shrewd after years of working in the business world.
He looks like a human being, but I don’t know if he is a human being underneath his skin.
Qiao Nian had originally intended to settle the matter of Chenchen with her, but after hearing Qiao Weimin's rogue excuse, she raised her eyebrows and asked him, "Are you done?"
“…” When Qiao Weimin saw that her reaction was not right, his heart skipped a beat.
Qiao Nian glanced at him and asked the girl who was still pretending to be miserable and pitiful.
"You said I was jealous of Qiao Chen's award and framed her?"
Qiao Weimin looked into her eyes and asked, "Isn't it?"
"Chenchen won the most prestigious piano award in the country this time, and her ranking is so high. It's normal for you to be jealous of her."
Qiao Nian smiled: "Yes, if she won the award herself, then your statement does make sense. But what if she stole the award in the first place..."
The whole box was in uproar.
"What do you mean? The song that Qiao Chen won the award for wasn't written by her?"
"No way?"
"The Qiao family used to make a big fuss and told everyone about Qiao Chen's award. It would be hilarious if it was really stolen."
"… "
Qiao Chen's whole body froze. Here it comes, the thing she feared the most. Her mind raced, she gritted her teeth, faced the gazes of everyone in the box, and forced out an angry expression: "Don't go too far, I wrote that song myself!"
Qiao Nian raised her eyelids, and asked her with dark and bright eyes: "Hey, are you sure that's a piano piece?"
(End of this chapter)