Dyed

This is what Ming Chengyou is most worried about. Once the power of public opinion is used, this matter cannot be suppressed.

The name of the poster is taken as the whistleblower.

Ming Chengyou put the mobile phone that was not hung up next to him, and he carefully checked each one. It was obvious that the angle of the photos was taken at a close distance.

In Youyou's current situation, only those who are very close can enter and leave the ward. He put his palm on his forehead, and slowly gathered his five fingers into a fist.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master—"

He picked up the phone. "explain."

"There should be no need to go to the hospital now, right?"

"Cutting off the medical expenses of the supply, you can focus on the next lawsuit, that's it."

Ming Chengyou put away the phone, pressed his upper body back hard, the leather seat sank, he stretched out his index finger and thumb to lightly press between the eyebrows.

Fu Ran didn't leave Evian's capital when she received a call from her uncle. She could hear his uncle's tone was very bad, but he didn't say what it was.

They decided to settle Fu Ran privately and try not to get involved.

She drove to the hospital and saw that the door of the ward was full of people.

Some were holding flowers and some were carrying fruit baskets. Several nurses tried to persuade them, "I'm sorry, the patient needs to rest now."

"Son, stand up strong, we support you to the end!"

"That's right, what's so great about the rich second generation?"

Fu Ran squeezed into the crowd and walked in through the half-open door. Uncle anxiously paced by the window sill, while aunt sat beside Youyou's bed and kept crying.

Seeing Fu Ran come in, the uncle shook his head and sighed, but didn't say anything.

"What's going on here?"

"sister……"

"Xiaoran, you saw it, are you satisfied now?"

The aunt's tone was full of blame, "Everyone knows about Youyou's troubles now, those people are blocking the door like watching monsters, and on TV, on the Internet...Xiaoran, we all say no to sue, why do you have to Make things bigger? Well, now the medical expenses will be stopped, and even the experts invited from abroad have shirked their business and returned to China. What will we do in the future? Tell me."

Fu Ran finally figured it out from her aunt's choked-up words, "I didn't post any information on the Internet. If you want to solve it privately, I will definitely respect your opinions."

"Sister, I believe in you." You You stretched out his hand to grab Auntie's hand, "Mom, this matter may be God's will."

"You're just a stupid kid," the aunt burst into tears, "it's obvious that someone posted it on purpose."

Fu Ran opened the pocketbook she carried with her, logged on to Weibo, and photos of Youyou appeared in front of her eyes one by one with pictures and texts.

What surprised her even more was that there was a photo of Youyou before her disfigurement, which was a photo of Fu Ran and her.

Now Fu Ran's face was mosaiced, and Fu Ran kept this photo in the computer, not even You You himself.

The persistence just now was suddenly frustrated and became powerless, and his heart was hollowed out all at once.

Fu Ran's palms were covered with sweat, and the temperature in the ward was moderate, but the fabric on her back was soaked and stuck to her body.

Comparing before and after the disfigurement, she saw Youyou's eyes were empty and lifeless in the photo.

Fu Ran turned off the webpage and looked up. Now, Youyou looked at her eyes full of confusion and fear.

She didn't know how many unknown injuries would be waiting for her.

"Youyou..."

"Xiaoran, I know you want to help us." The uncle leaned against the window with a sad face.

Fu Ran stood up, with the sun covering her shoulders, her stubbornness and indifference remained vaguely between her brows.

She walked to Youyou's hospital bed, "I have regarded you as my own sister since I was very young. If there is a way to minimize the harm you suffer, even if I don't agree with it, at least I will not object. This If the matter is your will, I will never turn back, but if you are even a little bit reluctant, believe me, even if it is wrong, I will defend you to the end."

Fu Ran walked out of the ward, patiently refusing to visit the well-meaning people who heard the news.

She passed through the hallway filled with the smell of disinfectant, every nerve cell in her body was so numb that it would no longer hurt. The photos posted on the Internet were taken by herself, and she could recognize them at a glance.

In other words, the photo was sent from her computer.

The lawyer hired by the Li family missed the appointment. Needless to say, Ming Chengyou already knew about these things.

The You family was pushed to the forefront, and the identity of the other party was the rich second generation or even the second generation of power who was once in the public opinion.

Now that the matter has caused trouble, it is no longer something that the You family said they would not pursue if they did not pursue it.

On the way back to the capital of Yiyun, I received a call from Ming Chengyou, who didn't say anything else, just said that I will wait for you at home.

Fu Ran thought about it all the way, until she got off the car, her mind was still blank.

She changed her slippers in the entrance, and Steward Xiao stood in the living room tremblingly, "Young Mistress, Third Young Master asked you to go upstairs."

"I know."

She was holding on to the stairs, struggling, not knowing how to speak when she saw Ming Chengyou later.

With a few photos, Ming Chengyou should believe that even if he is skeptical, she can account for most of the ingredients.

Fu Ran pushed open the door and saw the man sitting in front of the sofa with his back to her. The smell of nicotine in the room persisted and refused to dissipate.

She walked over and saw the fiery red smoke stars on Ming Chengyou's fingertips.

"You know it all?"

The man looked sideways and raised his face slightly to look at her.

Fu Ran put the computer on the table, and after careful consideration, she was about to speak, but Ming Chengyou suddenly got up, picked up her computer and smashed it to the ground.

If it reaches the mouth of the throat, it is swallowed abruptly.

"Are you satisfied? Fu Ran, you are really capable!"

Fu Ran calmed down, knowing that being angry at this time would not be good for her, "I didn't do it."

"Hmph," Ming Chengyou sneered coldly, "You have to have some troubles to be happy, don't you? Now that the city is full of trouble, I want to see if things really go as you wish!"

"As I said, this matter has nothing to do with me," Fu Ran walked over to the sofa opposite Ming Chengyou, "Besides, the conditions you proposed are so attractive, what reason do I have to object?"

There was some sarcasm in her words, Ming Chengyou couldn't hear it.

With thin lips and shallow lips, he got up and walked to Fu Ran.

The palm fell heavily on her shoulder, "You have always been smart, I have no doubts, how could you play this card if you didn't find a way out? The current situation is the most favorable for you, Fu Ran, I tried my best to persuade you to let go, you really Do you think my words are deaf to your ears?"

Fu Ran was exhausted physically and mentally, so he just repeated, "I don't."

Ming Chengyou bent down and picked up the newspaper spread out on the coffee table. He took out a photo and threw it at Fu Ran, "I didn't expect that you would still go to him when it was critical."

She picked it up and saw that it was a photo of her accepting Ming Zheng's check.

Only then did Fu Ran understand the meaning of Ming Chengyou's words, and she was eager to argue, "He gave me a check, but I didn't take it."

"Really?" The disappointment in Ming Chengyou's eyes flowed undisguisedly as he fell to the sofa.

"A sum of 200 million yuan was transferred into your bank account two days ago, and within half an hour after the transfer, a photo of Youyou's disfigured face was uploaded on the Internet. Fu Ran also had this money, You have nothing to fear, are you ready to take a risk?"

Listen, how natural it is, if it is said that she did not do this, even God will not believe it.