The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

How could Qing Li not discover what Zou Xiaolan had discovered?

The woman following her now is the same person as before.

Qing Li was also curious why this man followed her many times, so she and Zou Xiaolan disappeared from the woman's sight, and then stopped the woman who was anxiously looking for her at the corner.

"Who are you and why are you following me?" Qing Li's eyes were slightly cold.

The woman was stopped and did not run away. She knelt down in front of Qing Li with a plop.

The nights here were even more chaotic than before. When she knelt like this, the people around her seemed to have pressed the pause button. They all stopped and looked over in surprise.

It is not uncommon to see people wearing strange clothes or celebrities appearing here, but few people would kneel down in the street.

When Qing Li saw this, his anger grew.

Kneeling down at every turn, is this the fashion now?

Now, the word "kneel down" is equivalent to "touching your car" in Qingli.

Qing Li took a step back, unwilling to kneel.

"If you have something to say, say it. I don't even know you. Why do you kneel down as soon as we meet?" Qing Li looked at the woman coldly.

The woman's eyes were red, and she choked up and said, "Professor Jiang, you are beautiful and capable. I can't compare with you. We are so different. I have been married to my husband for more than ten years. I can't live without him!"

"Please, give my husband back to me! I kowtow to you!"

As she spoke, the woman began to kowtow.

The people around looked at Qing Li with scrutiny and contempt.

"Such a beautiful girl turned out to be a mistress."

"This woman looks flirty at first glance, she is definitely not a good person."

"She must be a shameless person. If she says that a person who is not loved is a mistress, I will probably slap her in the face."

Zou Xiaolan listened to the dirty words around her and became so angry that her face turned blue.

Qing Li: "I don't care who your husband is. Call him now and ask him to come over. I also want to see who is so attractive that I want to interfere."

The woman sobbed, "Professor Jiang, marriage is not easy. I cherish it very much. I try my best to maintain it every day, but your appearance has broken the peace. How can I live in the future?"

With crying and kneeling, the image of the vulnerable group is formed.

Coupled with Qingli's beautiful appearance, many people have a preconceived impression of her.

All the mouths of gold, accumulating and destroying bones.

The woman didn't even need to tell the truth, people around her had already "guessed" most of it.

"Isn't it just because she's rich? She's using her looks and figure to make a fortune."

"There are so many women who sell their bodies to support themselves nowadays."

"She still has some money. If I were rich, I would also like to sleep with a girl like this. She has a pretty face and a good figure."

"Why don't you go ask her how much she charges per night?"

More and more people gathered, and many street photographers appeared around, taking out their equipment and starting live broadcasts.

Zou Xiaolan was so angry that she went up to beat the woman up.

Qing Li stopped her and asked word by word: "What's your husband's name?"

She had to find out who this man was first so that she could speak more specifically.

The woman seemed so aggrieved that she couldn't speak. She kept hiccuping and her tears never stopped, but she refused to tell her husband's name.

Qing Li also speculated in her mind that since he called her "Professor Jiang", this man was most likely from her unit, and most likely was in the same research group as her.

The image of Lu Qingping inexplicably appeared in Qingli's mind.

In terms of age, he was the most suitable, and he invited her to dinner alone several times.

Qing Li suddenly raised his voice and said, "Lü Qingping."

The woman paused and looked back subconsciously, but saw no one. Then she realized she had been cheated.

After confirming who this person was, Qing Li couldn't help but sneer.

"Lü Qingping is your husband, right? We are indeed in the same research group. He has invited me to dinner alone many times, and I have never refused. Instead of wasting your time here, why don't you go home, close the door and take care of your housework."

The woman shook her head vigorously and cried, "Professor Jiang, my husband's phone is full of your photos. He refuses to sleep in the same room with me at night. I feel so helpless and sad. Please, please leave him!"

The woman spoke rhythmically, as if to confirm her identity as a third party.

"My goodness, this man has started to keep his chastity for his mistress."

"It doesn't matter if I don't have this husband."

"It's disgusting. They don't care about their dignity just for money."

The discussion entered Qing Li's ears. She raised her eyes and glanced at them coldly, saying in a light tone, "Why do I interfere in your marriage? Because your husband is old, because your husband is not as rich as me, or because your husband's position is not as high as mine?"

The woman's breath hitched.

After hearing what she said, some of the onlookers felt it was incredible, while others did not believe what she said.

His legal wife has chased him here and knelt down in public, so how can you still make up stories?

It takes courage for so many people to kneel down in the street.

"Are you so righteous when you have sex with someone?"

"You have money and a position, why are you still being someone's mistress?"

"Beauty, how much for one night? If it's too expensive, can we not include the whole night? I only need two hours."

The people around burst into laughter, but most of them still didn't believe what Qing Li said.

Zou Xiaolan was so angry that her hands were shaking. "Can you please be reasonable and stop slandering people!"

Qing Li felt suffocated by the malicious words around him. Freedom of speech does not mean that one cannot be responsible for what he says.

Some people even aid and abet the evil under the banner of "justice".

But there were at least forty people watching, if not fifty, and a few self-media outlets setting up scaffolds for live broadcasts. Qing Li was no match for them.

Seeing that her master was still standing there calmly, Zou Xiaolan calmed down a little.

In this situation, it is difficult for ordinary people to solve the problem unless there is external help.

Who should she ask for help?

Zou Xiaolan didn't know that the first person she thought of when something happened was her parents, but even if her parents came, they couldn't solve this kind of problem.

"Master, what should we do?" Zou Xiaolan asked in a low voice.

Qing Li gave her a reassuring look, and Zou Xiaolan felt relieved, knowing that her master had a solution.

Because of several live broadcasts, there was an overwhelming amount of verbal abuse online. Who wouldn't hate a mistress who destroys other people's families?

While cursing Jiang Qingli for being a good-for-nothing and shameless, he also cursed that woman.

"As the principal wife, you should be tougher. What problem can crying solve? Will she feel guilty for being a mistress?"

"I was so angry that I went straight up to pull the mistress's hair, slap her face, and strip her clothes off and parade her through the streets. She has no shame at all."

"That woman is so cowardly. It makes me angry. I really want to teach that mistress a lesson for her."

The woman probably saw that the people around her were still on her side, so she started crying again.

"Professor Jiang, since you have money and a job, why do you want to interfere in our marriage? Please let us go!"

The more she cried, the more public anger she aroused, and more people were angry at her for not fighting back.

Zou Xiaolan saw that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for them. The people around them were looking at them with fierce eyes. She wished she could come up and beat them up for them, and her heart was trembling.

Master is so calm, there must be a way.

Her mind was still reeling when a luxury car pulled up to the side of the road.

There were two cars following behind the luxury car. Several bodyguards in black uniforms quickly got out of the two cars, and one of them opened the car door.

The event was a grand affair, quickly attracting the attention of the crowd, and even the live camera turned over.

It's very easy to see big shots in this kind of place, such as the four young masters of Beijing with their beautiful girlfriends, celebrities, second-generation rich people, and second-generation officials.

You can squat whenever you want.

However, such high-profile appearances are rare.

Qing Li was also left speechless by He Jiangyu's behavior.

She knew that in this situation, the only way to resolve it was to find someone to help, so she sent a message to He Jiangyu, thinking that it would take a while, but she didn't expect him to come so quickly.

It’s just that the way he appeared... was a bit cliché.

In particular, seven or eight bodyguards quickly cleared a passage, which was really impressive. In addition, He Jiangyu himself was a rare talent, and his awe-inspiring temperament could attract all attention as soon as he appeared.

But... could you please not have such a strong sense of melodrama and middle school mentality?

When I caught a glimpse of Zou Xiaolan from the corner of my eye, I saw an expression of admiration and shock on her face, and I couldn't help but want to cover my face.

Someone present quickly recognized He Jiangyu's identity, and the live broadcast camera was completely based on He Jiangyu.

Compared to Jiang Qingli, the "mistress", He Jiangyu definitely has more traffic.

He Jiangyu came to Qing Li, looked at the woman kneeling on the ground, and asked in a puzzled manner: "Who is this?"

The woman looked up, with a look of amazement on her face, and subconsciously asked, "Who are you? Do you know Professor Jiang?"

Under normal circumstances, He Jiangyu would ignore such a woman, but now it is different, he is here to rescue her.

High-profile.

"Professor Jiang is my ex-wife."

After hearing He Jiangyu's words, there was a moment of silence around.

He Jiangyu looked at Qing Li, "Professor Jiang, you still don't want to get back together with me?"

Qing Li was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on He Jiangyu's handsome face.

When he blinked slightly, I understood his intention.

"I chased you from Fufeng City to the capital. What will it take for you to remarry me?"

He Jiangyu looked at her helplessly.

Qing Li did not laugh at his awkward lines, and was distracted for a moment.

Does he know what it means to say such things in public?

The financial tycoon is pursuing his ex-wife and refuses to give up?

The truth is, the financial tycoon was abandoned by his ex-wife.

The financial tycoon humbly begged for reconciliation.

And so on, these remarks have a huge negative impact on him.

Rich families are not afraid of comments from scumbags, but they are afraid of being labeled with words like "humble".

It is extremely detrimental to individuals, families and businesses.

She knew he would come to help, but Qing Li never thought he would go to this extent for her.

Zou Xiaolan hurriedly said, "Former Master, this woman slandered Master for destroying her family, and many people also verbally insulted my Master!"

You act like you want to make the decision for my master.

He Jiangyu glanced at the woman and sneered, "Your husband is nothing in front of me. How can he get a woman that I can't even get? It's wishful thinking for a toad to eat swan meat!"