Su Yuyang pushed Ling Miao to the dining table, pressed Ling Miao on the chair, and explained: "Give him 15 million, maybe he will ask me for 20 million next time. Do you really think I am making money by coding?" It’s very easy, and tens of millions can be received casually?”
Su Yuyang served Ling Miao rice. Seeing that Ling Miao was still unhappy, he continued: "Yan Li..."
"Call the police." Ling Miao slapped the table, "If it doesn't work, leave this matter to the police."
"Call the police?" Su Yuyang's face darkened. He looked at Ling Miao and sighed: "Xiao Miao, this matter involves Yan Li. She is a public figure. I don't want this matter to become a weapon for others to attack her in the future."
"It's not like you haven't seen Tang Xuan's attitude..." Ling Miao felt that he was about to explode. He slammed the table so hard that the bowls and chopsticks on the table jumped up.
Su Yuyang took advantage of Ling Miao's opening of his mouth and stuffed a bun into Ling Miao's mouth. Ling Miao's words were blocked by the bun. Ling Miao took a hard bite of the bun, his resentful eyes piercing Su Yuyang's face.
Su Yuyang lowered his head to eat his breakfast, not daring to look directly into Ling Miao's eyes.
Ling Miao snorted coldly: "But as soon as Tang Xuan's post was posted, wouldn't this matter come out? By then..."
"It's time to stop having a headache." Su Yuyang laughed seemingly heartlessly.
Su Yuyang got Yang Lin's phone number from Feng Ji. After breakfast, he contacted Yang Lin again, but midway through the conversation, Yang Lin hung up the phone again.
Su Yuyang edited what he wanted to say into a text message and sent it to Yang Lin, but Yang Lin's reply was: Don't take the joke too far.
"Hey." Su Yuyang fell on his chest and sighed.
Ling Miao was typing words when he heard Su Yuyang sigh. He turned around and asked, "Tang Xuan?"
"Yang Lin." Su Yuyang rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly, "I told her the matter and asked her to tell her to leave. At the same time, I asked the agency to prepare for public relations, but she thought I was joking." The last sentence, Su Yuyang He smiled helplessly.
"You won't know the truth until it happens." Ling Miao said angrily.
Su Yuyang lay on his back with all four limbs, looking at the ceiling in confusion. Su Yuyang heard the crackling sound of the keyboard in his ears, and saw Tang Xuan's sinister smile in front of his eyes. He was thinking about how to stop Tang Xuan from posting.
The cell phone rang suddenly. Su Yuyang turned over and took the cell phone from the bedside table. When he saw the caller ID, he almost dropped the cell phone.
"Damn!" Su Yuyang cursed in surprise, "What a second, Yan Li actually called me."
"Are you sure?" Ling Miao asked worriedly. He was worried that Su Yuyang thought too much about Yanli and had an illusion. Su Yuyang pressed speaker and answered the phone.
"Sister Lin asked me just now whether I was having sex with men and women in college and was caught. When I thought about it, the only person I liked in college was you. I was having sex with men and women, let alone Maybe! Then Sister Lin showed me the text message you sent, and I felt so bad." Yan Li deliberately lowered his voice, as if he didn't want the people next to him to hear what he was saying.
Su Yuyang rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "You still remember Tang Xuan, right?"
"Him? Didn't you two break up for many years? Why did you suddenly mention him? Could it be that he wanted to post something?" Yan Li asked in surprise.
Su Yuyang said "hmm", organized his words and continued: "After he found out that I was Shuyang, he came to me to get back together. After I rejected him, he posted on the Internet that I plagiarized. Although the plagiarism incident was resolved by me, But he threatened me and said that if I didn’t give him fifteen million, he would reveal that you once liked me. Of course, the order had to be reversed—I chased you, made you fall in love with me, and finally I’m telling you, I’m gay…”
"I bought a watch last year!"
Um... These words were Yan Li's inner thoughts. She didn't dare to let the people behind her hear these words.
However, Su Yuyang's words were indeed interrupted by Yan Li.
Yan Li said: "Tang Xuan ran away from the mental hospital, right? Want to exchange fifteen million for one post? Wouldn't it be okay if we explained this matter in advance?"
"It seems you have an idea." Su Yuyang's mood was not as heavy as before, and his tone of voice was much lighter.
"Just sit back and wait for Aite!" Yan Li smiled proudly, "Hey Lao Su, thank you for your text message. I haven't touched my phone in three days."
"Pfft... Is the closed training okay?"
After talking about the business, the two actually started chatting. Finally, Yan Li reluctantly hung up the phone amidst Yang Lin's cough.
Hearing Yan Li's last sobs, Su Yuyang smiled incredibly brightly. Ling Miao rolled his eyes at Su Yuyang and thought to himself, "Look at how you are gloating about misfortune!"
With a matter settled, the sadness on Su Yuyang's face finally disappeared, but he felt that Ling Miao was not too happy. Su Yuyang was lying on the bed, supporting his body with his elbows. He raised his head slightly and looked at Ling Miao: "Xiao Miao, Tang Xuan's matter was resolved quickly. What else are you unhappy about?"
"I don't know either." Ling Miao rubbed his hair irritably, "I feel so depressed that I feel like I will suffocate at any moment."
"Is the air not circulating?" Su Yuyang stood up and walked to the window to open it. The raindrops hit Su Yuyang's face with a slight chill, and Su Yuyang complained: "Hey, it rains every day."
Breathing the fresh air outside the window, Ling Miao's breathing became much easier, but he still felt stuffy, but he didn't tell Su Yuyang how he felt.
"Ah!" Ling Miao suddenly exclaimed. Su Yuyang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"
"Forgot to cook!" After saying that, Ling Miao quickly ran to the kitchen.
Su Yuyang looked at the time, it was half past eleven.
After lunch, Su Yuyang kept refreshing Yanli's Weibo homepage, but after more than two hours of browsing, he still didn't see Yanli Aite's own Weibo.
Just when Su Yuyang was hesitating whether to call Yan Li or not, Yan Li's Weibo was finally updated.
Yan Li: To the people I loved before and now. @书阳, @吉林西. Text version:…
Su Yuyang felt happy in his heart: This one is gone!
This Weibo post came with a picture, and Su Yuyang clicked on the picture.
The first line of text on the picture is "To Shuyang - the person I once liked".
In the article, Yan Li wrote about what happened between himself and Su Yuyang without any reservation. Su Yuyang laughed "hahaha" three times. Suddenly he wanted to see Tang Xuan's expression.
Ling Miao also saw Yan Li's Weibo, and he said in surprise: "Sister Yan, this trick is too clever!"
Su Yuyang smiled and said: "This matter can be solved without calling the police. Now even if Tang Xuan posts, I won't stop him." After saying that, Su Yuyang clicked on forwarding, and then threw the Weibo link to Tang Xuan.
"Ha." After reading Yan Li's long Weibo, Tang Xuan let out a hoarse sarcastic laugh in his dry throat. Thinking about the half-written post, he couldn't suppress the unwillingness surging in his heart, and his shrill and terrifying laughter echoed in the room. Dark room: "Su Yuyang, do you think you can defeat me like this? Don't you and Ling Miao love each other? How can you still love each other if one of you dies!"