Qin Bei and several other bodyguards struggled to hold back these women, and only then did they go upstairs exhausted.
"That Wen Qiao is truly a vixen."
"Yes, look at her arrogant look."
"She is not worthy of standing next to Master Fu."
"Not only did she stand next to Master Fu, but Master Fu also held her in his arms. I was so pissed off!"
"Lin Mingshu, what do you think we should do now? You asked the detective to look up so much evidence, but now Mr. Fu doesn't even want to take a look at it. Tell me, what should we do?"
Lin Mingshu was also puzzled: "Rumor has it that the eldest son of the Fu family is dark and intelligent. Did Wen Qiao cast a spell on him? Why does he obey the little vixen's orders?"
"What should we do then? What are you going to do with your evidence?"
Lin Mingshu said irritably: "I'll think of another way, another way."
She carries the high hopes of all the socialites in Haicheng who adore Fu Nanli, and she must expose the mask of this little vixen.
The two sat for a while in the private room on the second floor, and Fu Nanli bought two paintings and gave them to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao: …
Hot.
Is it okay not to take it
One painting costs one million, I don’t dare to take it.
Fu Nanli: "I saw that you are good at painting before, and I thought you like these works of art, so I took two pictures for you to play with."
Wen Qiao said with a stiff upper lip: "I feel that the place where you live is just right for hanging those two paintings. I'll take them to your place and hang them up. I'll appreciate them every time I go there."
Fu Nanli nodded: "That's fine too."
The owner of the oil painting hall personally escorted them out. The banquet hall was crowded with people, and many people were looking at them. Fu Nanli was still in the same posture as when he came.
The envy, jealousy and hatred in the eyes of the celebrities who admired Fu Nanli fermented in the oil painting hall on this spring day, and everyone was sad.
When Lin Mingshu was thinking about how to give the information she had collected to Mr. Fu, she saw Mr. Fu's bodyguard Qin Bei running towards her. Her heart moved and she immediately smiled.
"Ms. Lin, is that so?" Qin Bei asked.
Lin Mingshu couldn't hide her excitement: "Yes, I am."
"Our young master asked, do you carry the evidence you collected with you?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Mingshu quickly took out a USB flash drive from her handbag: "Did Mr. Fu believe what I said? All the evidence is in here."
Qin Bei took the USB drive and asked, "Is this the only copy?"
"Yes, just this one."
"Master asked which detective you hired."
Lin Mingshu did not doubt him and gave Qin Bei the detective's contact information: "Mr. Fu, do you want to ask the detective in person?"
The little liar can't get away.
At the beginning, he just cheated Mr. Fu first, but she really treated herself as the main wife. Who gave her the face
Qin Bei smiled slightly: "Thank you, I will take these back to show the young master."
Lin Mingshu couldn't help but ask, "Has Mr. Fu started to get suspicious?"
After all, they have been together for such a long time, the little fox must have revealed a lot of flaws. With Mr. Fu's wisdom and intelligence, how could she possibly deceive him
Qin Bei smiled and said, "I can't ask too much about the young master's affairs. I'll take the things first."
That night, Fu Nanli sent Wen Qiao back home, and Qin Bei gave the USB flash drive and the detective's contact information to his young master.
Fu Nanli inserted the USB drive into his computer and browsed through the evidence they had collected one by one, shaking his head as he read. The little liar wanted to deceive people but left so many hidden dangers. He wanted to eliminate these hidden dangers for her personally so that no one could find the evidence.
(End of this chapter)