The Aftermath of Having Slept with the Villain

Chapter 407: Disqualified Idol (28)

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When Chen Wenhua made up his mind to keep it a secret, it was difficult to get a word out of his mouth. However, once he chose to tell it all, even if it was only a few words, the amount of information was so great that Xue Xue couldn't absorb it for a while.

As for the details, I don't know if he doesn't want to say it, or if he really doesn't know. In short, Xue Xue can only figure out the clues on his own.

First of all, He Youfei's younger brother in Chen Wenhua's mouth should also be Yi Lang's younger brother.

But to them, a half-father, a half-mother.

… no, not right.

After Xue Xue blacked out everyone's names, she simply crumpled up the paper and threw it into the trash can.

Nice parabola.

like a rainbow.

"Sorry I'm late."

Zhang Moli's cousin is not similar to her in appearance or temperament. One is a pretty goblin and the other is a girl next door. She has a standard oval face and willow eyebrows. Apple.

"It doesn't matter, it was me who was abrupt." Xue Xue stood up and handed out the business card. "I'm Zhang Moli's colleague, a reporter. My name is Xue Zhiyou."

After a pause, she said, "You can call me Xue Xue."

"Okay." The other party exchanged business cards with Xue Xue fluently. "I'm Lin Wanmei, the interior designer who took over the case by myself. If you need anything, you can contact me."

Xue Xue glanced at the cute business card and smiled.

"Well, definitely."

The two took their seats, and Xue Xue cut to the point directly.

"I want to talk to you about Yi Lang."

Lin Wanmei clasped her hands tightly.

"I know, my cousin told me." She raised her eyes to look at Xue Xue, her voice was as clear as a collision of jade. "Actually, I'm not familiar with Yi Lang. If you want in-depth... intelligence? I don't know if it's right to say this, but I may not be able to provide it."

Hearing this, Xue Xue shook his head.

"You may have misunderstood. I didn't ask you out as a reporter, nor did I want to dig Yi Lang's material." Knuckle knocked on the table twice unconsciously, Xue Xue thought carefully: "What I need is someone who can From the perspective of a bystander, tell me what happened when Yi Lang was in junior high school."

Hearing Xue Xue say this, Lin Wanmei was a little surprised.

"Then you should find Yi Lang's classmate. He and I are in the next class."

Xue Xue blinked.

"How do you know I haven't found it?"

After Lin Wanmei was stunned for a while, she came over knowingly.

"You have found it."

Use affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

"Yes, I found a girl named Lin Yule." Xue Xue admitted frankly. "But the other party seems to be keeping a close eye on Yi Lang."

"Lin Yule?" After muttering a few times, Lin Wanmei seemed to finally remember who this person was, and a trace of disgust appeared in her eyes. "No wonder it's so secretive."

Xue Xue raised her brows with Lin Wanmei's natural tone, and said "Huh?" with great interest.

Lin Wanmei looked at her.

Those are not very friendly eyes, with a straightforward look, as if to peel off Xue Xue's whole person, it will make people feel too sharp and cause discomfort.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Just when Xue Xue's patience was about to run out, Lin Wanmei finally spoke up.

"Can you guarantee it?"

"Huh? Guarantee?"

"I won't hurt Yi Lang, I won't use the words I told you to hurt Yi Lang." In Xue Xue's surprised expression, Lin Wanmei suddenly smiled bitterly: "I think you and Yi Lang must be related, although I don't know what the relationship is, but my intuition is always accurate, so I'm willing to believe it, and I'm willing to tell you everything I know."

"On the premise of not hurting Yi Lang." She asked: "Can you guarantee it? Although the verbal promises can't be fulfilled, but..."

"Yes." Xue Xue interrupted her. "Although I can't prove anything, but please believe me, I'm doing it for Yi Lang's sake, and I hope... can help him."

Xue Xue finally chose to use the word "help".

Because she suddenly thought of the words that Yi Lang left to Chen Wenhua to explain to the public after Yi Lang committed suicide.

For no reason, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Lin Wanmei didn't notice that Xue Xue was wrong, but she felt Xue Xue's sincerity.

"Okay." Her hands clenched suddenly, she said with determination, "I'll tell you."

"Hey?"

"Yi Lang is in the crew?"

"what?"

"I said, where is Yi Lang's crew?"

"Takibei, he's been in Takibei's crew for the past two weeks, just..."

"Thank you." Xue Xue did not give Chen Wenhua a chance to ask questions. "Hang up first."

After walking out of the toilet cubicle of the company, Xue Xue handed over the interview materials that had just been sorted out to the editor in charge, and at the same time asked for leave from the personnel team leader.

"Three days?" Looking at Xue Xue's fake note, the personnel team leader looked surprised. "Is something wrong at home?"

"Hmm." Xue Xue said vaguely. "There's something wrong."

"That's it." She said cheerfully: "It just happened that the arrangement was relatively loose recently... If you don't come back, remember to run two more places."

After flipping through the calendar, the head of the personnel team said, "Otherwise, there will be insufficient staff in the next schedule."

Xue Xue gave her a no problem gesture.