After I divorced, I was targeted by villains

Chapter 14 The prey has already started to move
-Fang Xin: Ah Yu, you finally got back to me.Master Mian's full name is known by Shi Mian, and it is said that he is the man that both black and white fear in Yunyan City.

- Fang Xin: I read the news that you and Jiang Jingxuan really have nothing to do?

Looking at Fang Xin's reply to her WeChat, Wen Zhiyu's index finger on the mobile phone paused, and the figure of the man in the middle of the venue yesterday flashed in his mind.

Although the environment was noisy at the time, she did not see the man's face clearly.

Just looking at his slender and straight back like a benchmark, and the cold and powerful aura emanating from around him, Wen Zhiyu knew that such a man was too scary.

Originally, she wanted to come back yesterday and ask her parents if they knew this person.

But because of Jiang Jingxuan, she forgot about it.

Seeing Fang Xin mentioning it now, Wen Zhiyu froze for a few seconds, then clicked on the input page again and started typing.

-Flying fish: Xinxin, do you have any information about him?send it to me.

- Fang Xin: No.This person is mysterious and never takes the initiative to participate in any party or the like.There are only rumors about him on the Internet, let alone photos.

-Fang Xin: Ah Yu, I don’t know how to say it online, is it true?

Seeing that she had sent her message for almost a minute, but Wen Zhiyu hadn't replied yet, Fang Xin asked suspiciously again.

- Flying Fish: What really?
-Fang Xin: Just, Shi Mianzhi attended the party because of you?
- Flying fish: how is it possible?I don't know him at all!
- Fang Xin: Then. He.
- Flying fish: I don't know.

-Flying fish: I still have something to do, so let's not talk about it.

- Fang Xin: OK.

Looking at the chat dialog box with Fang Xin on the phone screen, Wen Zhiyu felt that her life was too difficult!

After finally kicking a deflated stinky ball away, it turned out to provoke another inexplicable big shot.

Now Wen Zhiyu only hoped that this big shot would not read the news.

Annoyed, Wen Zhiyu logged out of her WeChat account and logged into her own WeChat account.

Looking at the dark profile picture with moonlight on the wechat page, Wen Zhiyu was going to delete and block this friend without even thinking about it.

Every time she sees it, she can think of her dark history.

When adding other people's friends back then, her shameful remarks and every word made Wen Zhiyu regret it.

Clicking on the profile page of the friend of the other party, with the concise and clear profile picture and name, and the blank circle of friends, Wen Zhiyu was in a trance for a second.

Could it be that the person she added was also a trumpet?
Otherwise, why don't you even have a circle of friends?
Wen Zhiyu, who had already forgotten that she wanted to delete the other party's friend, was driven by her curiosity and clicked into the other party's circle of friends.

After entering, his circle of friends did not have any time limit, but there was indeed nothing in it, not a single post.

"Forget it, this kind of trumpet is not often used at first glance. After adding me for so long, the messages are not returned to me. It is probably an idle WeChat account."

Muttering in his mouth, Wen Zhiyu's thought of deleting the other party was gone.

Returning to her circle of friends, Wen Zhiyu took a look at her equally bare circle of friends, and decided to post a circle of friends before adding Jiang Jingxuan.

Just, what should I post?
Tilting her head and looking at the bright sunlight pouring into the room from the window, Wen Zhiyu narrowed her beautiful eyes, and an idea came to her mind.

Back on the bed, she made a pose that made her blush, and then saved it.

After clicking on the photo album, Wen Zhiyu glanced at the photo he had just taken with a flushed face, and finally returned to the WeChat Moments interface.

I can't bear children, but I can't hold wolves.

Anyway, she doesn't have two friends on WeChat, and the friend she added before is still a trumpet.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyu didn't have any scruples, and decided to choose the photo he took just now, and added a sentence to the copy: the sun is just right.

After the post was posted, Wen Zhiyu returned to the friend addition page, recalled Jiang Jingxuan's number, and entered it right once.

The friend found in this search was indeed Jiang Jingxuan's WeChat. After Wen Zhiyu confirmed it was correct, he clicked on the add friend application.

Only this time, there are no notes she added last time.

After finishing all this, Wen Zhiyu opened the closet, changed into a set of home clothes, and left the room.

With the condition on her face today, she can't go out at all, okay?

Wen Zhiyu also knew it in her heart, so before her face recovered, she was going to stay at home.

And the owner of the trumpet she added on wechat accidentally opened wechat, and also saw the post from Wen Zhiyu's circle of friends.

The seductive and somewhat ambiguous kneeling posture reveals the woman's slender white legs without a doubt.

In particular, the calf is pressed down by the thigh, extruding the slightly elastic flesh on the calf, which adds a bit of attractiveness.

His eyes fell on the smooth ankle, where there was a crimson mark the size of a grain of rice.

Look closely, it looks like a birthmark.

Shi Mianzhi withdrew his gaze, thinking of the interesting words this person had left when he added him as a friend, the corner of his mouth ticked off, and he turned off the phone.

The prey has already moved.

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Wen Zhiyu went downstairs to the living room, the house was quiet without any sound.

Feeling a little hungry, Wen Zhiyu didn't bother to see where her parents had gone, and walked straight to the kitchen.

As soon as she pushed open the sliding door of the kitchen, she heard movement at the living room door.

"Miss, what do you want to eat, I will do it."

Turning around and seeing the woman coming from the door of the living room, Wen Zhiyu remembered that this was Aunt Mei, a servant of the Wen family.

"Aunt Mei, where are my parents?"

Wen Zhiyu was also happy to have someone cook for him.

She turned around and walked from the kitchen door to the living room, pretending to be natural and asking casually.

"Both Mr. and Mrs. have gone to the company, tell me to cook some food for Miss when she wakes up."

Aunt Mei has also worked in Wen's family for more than 20 years, and she basically watched Wen Zhiyu grow up.

She didn't know what happened at the party last night, but the faces of Mr. and Madam showed that yesterday's party was not pleasant.

Especially this morning, the wife and husband went to the company, and Aunt Mei's ability to read words and expressions was honed overnight.

She guessed in her heart that something must have happened.

Seeing Wen Zhiyu get up now, she was about to get closer, and said a few words of comfort in a soft voice, when she saw Wen Zhiyu covering his face, avoiding her and walking towards the sofa.

Aunt Mei didn't think about anything else, thinking that Wen Zhiyu was unhappy because of what happened yesterday, so she didn't think too much, and asked again: "What do you want to eat? I'll make it now."

"Do whatever you want."

When Wen Zhiyu turned to look at Aunt Mei just now, he was still a little far away from Aunt Mei.

In addition, Aunt Mei's eyes were not very good, so she didn't notice the dense red spots on Wen Zhiyu's face.

Later, after Wen Zhiyu realized it, he lowered his head to avoid Aunt Mei, not wanting her to see the strangeness on his face.

She was afraid that Aunt Mei would tell her parents back, and she didn't know how to explain it.

Can't it be said that she blushed a little because she was angry with Jiang Jingxuan?

　Wen Zhiyu: System, come out and die!

　　System: Host, it's you who said the storm would be more violent!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)