CP powder purification records

When Wen Chenyi saw the SLR, his heart skipped a beat.He turned around, gritted his teeth and said to Wen Jianhua: "You purposely asked someone to squat for a shoot?!"

Wen Jianhua desperately shook his head in denial: "No, no, I... I didn't do anything..."

Wen Chenyi naturally didn't believe him.He quickly looked Wen Jianhua from head to toe, his eyes fell on the hem of the clothes that was held in the hands of the other party, and he reached out to lift it without saying a word.

Wen Jianhua struggled to resist in a panic, but in the end he was no match for Wen Chenyi.The latter pushed his hand away vigorously, and lifted the piece of fabric. In the blocked trouser pocket, half of the recording pen was exposed brightly. The indicator light on it was blinking, obviously still working.

Wen Chenyi snatched it in his hands, held it up angrily and said, "Is this what you said 'did nothing'?"

Wen Jianhua wanted to snatch it back, but there was nothing he could do, he was so anxious that he could slur his speech: "Xiaoyi, this, I, I can explain..."

Wen Chen glanced at him intently, then pressed the replay button of the recording pen.His and Wen Jianhua's voices floated out clearly, and their conversation just now was played back verbatim.

Now it sounds like Wen Jianhua wants to care about himself on the surface, but in fact every question has a meaning. The more Wen Chenyi listens, the more he feels chills all over his body.He is also a person who is used to browsing gossip forums. If he guessed correctly, the following recording will be cut into pieces, and then pieced together into a piece of insider news. Regardless of whether it is true or false, as long as it can attract attention is enough.

The phone call between him and Wen Jianhua a few days ago is probably also one of the materials.

Wen Chenyi was very remorseful.When he heard the 'I'm sorry' just now, for a moment, he really thought that Wen Jianhua really wanted to apologize to himself.Although he had no intention of forgiving, this sentence was considered a break with Wen Jianhua to him.Who knows, he still overestimated the opponent.

Wen Jianhua is still the selfish and despicable person in his memory. He never said a single truth from the beginning to the end, and kept talking about guilt. In fact, he just wanted to squeeze out the value that Wen Chenyi could use.For six years, he did not change his nature. The only thing he learned was to change to a slightly more clever method and join forces with others to plot against Wen Chenyi.

Wen Jianhua didn't dare to look at Wen Chenyi's face, and said with a sad face: "Xiaoyi, I'm sorry, I, I was also forced... They said that as long as they do this, they will give me a sum of money. I really need it." money……"

Wen Chenyi yelled at him with the recording pen: "Your family obviously still has some savings, why do you need so much money?"

"I, I..." Wen Jianhua stammered and said in a voice like a gnat, "I owed some time ago..."

Wen Chenyi looked at him in disbelief, Wen Jianhua had only been out for a long time, and he was in debt again.He growled, "Did you reincarnate as an IOU in your mother's last life?!"

Wen Jianhua said incoherently: "Xiaoyi, I really can't help it. Well, how can this thing be so easy to change? Even in it, there are people who start the game in private. This time they took the initiative to come to me. I really had no choice but to agree, I know you won't give it to me, so, so..."

Between the lines, it sounded as if Wen Chenyi forced him to do so.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyi, I'm really sorry. I've made plans. If they send it, I will help you clarify..."

Wen Chen was so angry that his eyes were red, and he didn't bother to ask how much money he had taken, so he used his body to cover him, and punched Wen Jianhua, who immediately grinned in pain, and almost burst into tears.

He shook his hands, not wanting to continue the nonsense with Wen Jianhua, turned around and strode towards Xiang Ze.Wen Jianhua clutched his stomach, and followed him stubbornly, calling his name non-stop.

Wen Chenyi turned a deaf ear and walked straight to Xiang Ze's side.The latter was confronting the paparazzi, holding the snatched camera in one hand, and pressing down on the other's shoulder with the other, his body also firmly blocked his way, leaving him nowhere to escape.

The paparazzi had monkey cheeks and wore a dirty old coat and ripped jeans. He looked sloppy. The most valuable thing on his body was the camera.He is as good as he looks, before Wen Chenyi got close, he could hear him swearing at Ze sharply, saying that he would expose Xiang Ze's barbaric behavior, and then that he would take legal measures, all in all, nothing was pleasant to his ears.

To a certain extent, there are some similarities with Wen Jianhua, it can be said that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups.

Xiang Ze turned his head to the side and saw Wen Chenyi with an angry face, and directly handed him the camera in his hand, and patted him on the back with his free hand in a comforting manner.

Wen Chenyi and Wen Jianhua stood not far away, and Xiang Ze could hear the conversation clearly. If it wasn't for keeping an eye on the paparazzi, he would have wished to immediately grab Wen Jianhua who was following and stage a Mortal Kombat.

Wen Chenyi held the DSLR with both hands, and subconsciously rubbed Xiang Ze's shoulder as a response just now.

"You fucking watch out for my camera, it's very expensive." The paparazzi took their little actions into his eyes, showed a mocking and disgusted look, and said yin and yang, "Yo, you two are really having sex. Already."

Wen Chen didn't seem like Xiang Ze could hear but not hear, he sneered: "You say one more word, and I will use your expensive camera lens to gag your mouth."

The paparazzi saw that Wen Chenyi didn't seem to be joking, so he obediently shut his mouth and stared at him unkindly.

Wen Jianhua came up from behind and grabbed Wen Chenyi's hand like an annoying fly, begging and trying to stop him from looking at the camera.Wen Chenyi pulled out his arm impatiently: "Get lost."

He quickly found the album, which basically contained photos of him and Wen Jianhua, each of which was very clear, and at the end there was a short video of them arguing.Just looking at the photos and videos, one would feel that he was indifferent to his biological father and had a bad attitude. With Wen Jianhua's recording just now, he could make up a scandal that turned black and white.

Wen Chenyi's anger that had just subsided a little rekindled again, his hands holding the camera trembled a little, and he almost wanted to smash it to the ground.Xiang Ze stopped Wen Chenyi, gave the paparazzi a cold look, then stroked his hair lightly, leaned into his ear and whispered: "I called someone to come, just wait for a while."

Wen Chenyi raised his head in surprise, and exchanged a knowing look with Xiang Ze.He took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, and pulled out the memory card in the camera.

The paparazzi became anxious when he saw this, and was held down by Xiang Ze.He rolled his eyeballs, and suddenly howled loudly: "Hiss...It hurts, it hurts! Help! The popular film star beat someone!"

The acting was so exaggerated that Wen Chenyi couldn't stand it: "It's useless to pretend, there are only four people in this corridor."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Wen Jianhua had been quiet for so long.

Wen Chenyi thought about it for a second, and didn't bother to care about him. He shook the memory card in his hand and said, "Which family do you belong to?"

The paparazzi ignored him at all and just howled.Xiang Ze's face was sullen, and he simply exerted more force: "Does it still hurt?"

Xiang Ze put in a lot of effort, the paparazzi really hurt this time, his facial features twisted into a ball, and he immediately froze, suppressing his voice and begging for mercy: "It hurts... no, it doesn't hurt, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Xiang Ze let go a little, and said briefly: "Answer."

"No, I don't belong to any particular family. I just thought that as long as there is a big news this time, maybe it will be able to... Hey, it hurts! Brother! I'm telling the truth!"

"I heard from Wen Jianhua that you took the initiative to find him, and you will pay him back after the matter is completed?"

Wen Chenyi patted Xiang Ze's arm, signaling him to relax.

"Fart, where do I get the money to give him, I don't even have any money myself." The paparazzi burst into tears in pain, and sold Wen Jianhua in two or three strokes, "He did tell me about the money, I guess It’s because he has found another employer, and he will sell the news to others later. Your gossip is so popular. Put Weibo Q&A for 1000 yuan to read the answer once, and many people are willing to give it... Pinch, it hurts! I can really sue you if I hurt it—"

Xiang Ze frowned, and looked at Wen Chenyi with some concern.

At that point, Wen Jianhua was still lying to himself.Wen Chen couldn't get angry, but wanted to laugh helplessly, closed his eyes and sighed.

Just at this time, there was a rush of footsteps from the other end of the corridor. It seemed that there were still many people, and it seemed that the person called by Xiang Ze had come.

He glanced at the paparazzi, who was looking at him in a daze with surprise on his face.

Wen Chenyi said: "Don't look at me, just think about what to say over tea later."

The paparazzi shook his head again and again, his expression was a little more flustered, he pointed behind Wen Chenyi and said: "No, no, behind you..."

Xiang Ze and Wen Chenyi turned their heads almost at the same time. Wen Jianhua, who had disappeared for a while, was behind them, holding the bottle in the lounge and about to throw it at them.The smell of alcohol on his body was stronger than before, and he was still muttering indistinct words in a low voice, his expression was quite similar to what Wen Chenyi had seen before, when he was drunk and crazy.

Xiang Ze's eyes widened, and he subconsciously pulled Wen Chenyi into his arms, and stretched out his arms to block it.

Everyone present witnessed the moment the bottle hit Xiang Ze's arm and shattered, including Fang Jing who had just arrived and a group of security guards behind him.

The paparazzi was dumbfounded, leaning against the wall and muttering: "Damn..."

The security guards rushed forward and held Wen Jianhua in place. Fang Jing took the opportunity to get up and kicked him cursingly.

Wen Chenyi regained his composure, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the blood on Xiang Ze's arm, and when he got up, he was about to rush forward to beat him up.Xiang Ze hugged him tightly, kissed his temples, and comforted him in a low voice: "I'm fine, Chen Yi, don't go, there are too many people."

Panting, Wen Chenyi raised his head and kissed Xiang Ze quickly on the lips before turning his head to look at Wen Jianhua.

Wen Jianhua happened to be picked up and walked out. When he passed by them, his cloudy eyes were still staring at him and Xiang Ze.Wen Chenyi gritted his teeth, and mouthed to him bitterly: "Scum."

……

Thanks to the fact that it is winter and there is still a piece of clothing separated, Xiang Ze was only cut one or two times by the edge of the debris. It looks serious when mixed with bruises. In fact, the wound is not too deep, which saves the time to go to the hospital. .

Wen Chenyi tapped Xiang Ze's wound with a cotton swab, pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Why didn't you push him away just now?"

According to Xiang Ze's skill, he had enough time to kick Wen Jianhua out just now, but he chose to block it.

"I want you to stay clean for a while longer." Xiang Ze handed Wen Chenyi the phone to read, "My lawyer is on his way."

"Just your two wounds, how long will it last?" Wen Chenyi glanced at the conversation on the screen, and lightly poked the flesh near the wound angrily.

Xiang Ze slightly bent his mouth, leaned over and kissed Wen Chenyi's face, and said, "As long as it lasts, I will try my best to send him back."

Not only him, Yan Ming will not let it go.

The door of the lounge was slammed open, and Fang Jingkuo walked in: "I got both the memory card and the recording pen, this scumbag is really a fucking scum... Oh shit, can you be more careful in public places? "

Wen Chenyi threw the cotton swabs and gauze scraps into the trash can, and replied, "Brother Fang, please be sober, this is my lounge, you blame me for not knocking on the door."

"It's okay, it's my fault this time." Fang Jing said, "Then you were in the corridor just now, I saw you, and you don't want to think about so many security guards, what if someone tells you?"

"Come out if it's a big deal, so that no one will make a fuss about it every day..." Wen Chenyi looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"Hmm." Xiang Ze hooked Wen Chenyi's little finger and echoed.

Fang Jing was so pissed off by the two of them that he turned around and was about to leave.Wen Chenyi suppressed a smile, and hurriedly called him: "Brother Fang, don't you have something to say?"

Only then did Fang Jing remember, he paused, and said, "The paparazzi still has a voice recorder on him, do you want to destroy all the photos and recordings, or do you want to keep them for other plans?"

Xiang Ze thought for a while: "Keep it for now, I'll get it later."

Fang nodded.He didn't want to stay for a moment to eat dog food, so he left in a hurry.

Wen Chen fell into Xiang Ze's arms with a smile.Xiang Ze rubbed his hair and said, "Shall we go to eat hot pot?"

"Why are you eating hot pot when you're injured?"

"But it's hard to get a seat in that store..."

Wen Chen thought for a while: "Okay, clear soup pot."

Xiang Ze's expression suddenly became complicated, he hesitated to speak.

Wen Chenyi raised his eyebrows, stood up and took the bag of gifts on the table: "Let's go if you can accept it... hey?"

A piece of cardboard slipped out of it, and it happened to be a single figure drawn by Orange.Wen Chenyi couldn't help picking it up and looking at it for a moment, and suddenly found a string of characters in the painting, hidden extremely secretly, and even deformed.Juzi probably put it boldly in the painting because he bet that he wouldn't look carefully.

Wen Chenyi's curiosity was aroused and she insisted on finding them out.He changed the direction and looked at it several times, identifying each word one by one:

"T... O... 7... 9...?"