Bend yourself and the great God HE

Mo Ran took Qiao Yun to a high-end western restaurant, and when he arrived, he chose the most inconspicuous seat and sat face to face with his wife.

The surroundings are dimly lit, except for a warm yellow wall lamp above the dining table.

Mo Ran turned on the computer, smiled and said to the waitress, "Give the menu to this gentleman, he will make the decision."

Qiao Yun was in a good mood at this moment, took the menu and casually flipped through it, eyelids rolled up, "Two sets for couples, thank you."

Habitually answered, but the waitress was slightly taken aback—couple package?

"...Okay, wait a moment, both of you." With a touch of the moon hanging on her lips, she understood.

After the waitress walked away, Qiao Yun asked the Great God, "Don't you like Chinese food, why take me to the western restaurant." With his hands on his chin, he looked at the Great God's computer.

Mo Ran was still clicking on the keyboard, raised his eyelids slightly, and smiled: "I didn't choose it, it was Wei Changfeng."

Qiao Yun's heart skipped a beat, and the hand resting on his chin unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Mo Ran stopped and looked at his wife worriedly.The nervous little face frowned, and the laughing and fussy Young Master Qiao looked slightly cold.

"Don't worry baby." Mo Ran went to shake the back of his wife's hand, and shook it reassuringly, "Wait, watch my husband show you a good show."

Qiao Yun never questioned the operation of the Great God.

He said that if he wanted to kill Wei Changfeng, then Wei Changfeng's life would not be long.

In this regard, Moran has always been a god-like existence in Qiao Yun's heart, giving him a great sense of security.

"Wei Changfeng will come here?" Qiao Yun took a deep breath, trying his best to look calm and not to worry about men.

Mo Ran nodded, smiled and replied: "I will come."

"—Ten years ago, Wei Changfeng was just a security guard of Lexun Technology. Because he hooked up with the female boss Zhang Zong and married Zhang Zong, he got the current position of operation director."

"If there is anything special about Wei Changfeng, there really isn't one. So most of Lexun's business decisions are in the hands of their boss Zhang, and this Zhang is always a strong woman who can't tolerate sand in her eyes. But, Wei Changfeng This person is rubbish, has a rough private life, and likes to flirt with women."

Qiao Yun frowned, "You are insulting trash when you say he is trash, he is just a scumbag."

"That's right." Mo Ran echoed his wife, "You're right, I checked the scumbag's computer, and he has a private appointment at this restaurant."

Qiao Yun wanted to ask the Great God when he started to investigate Wei Changfeng, but before he could ask, he saw Wei Changfeng appearing with a woman on his arm.

"Master, your information is very accurate, and the person has already arrived." Qiao Yunchong raised his jaw in a strange manner, and cast his eyes slightly towards the restaurant door.

Mo Ran's back was facing the door, and he only needed to tilt his head an inch to see this scene with his eyes.

"Honey, take out your phone, tit for tat, you record a video, and I'll prepare another piece of evidence."

"What evidence?" Qiao Yun asked after touching the phone, "Do you have any other tricks?"

Mo Ran responded with a "huh": "Yes, my husband has plenty of tricks, but he needs a fatal one, otherwise how can he kill him."

With a raised eyebrow, the demeanor of a great god was fully displayed, and the corner of his eyes revealed a cold and arrogant arrogance.

In fact, Moran started to investigate Wei Changfeng as early as after Qiao's Group met Wei Changfeng.

Because there was no business grievance at that time, only Wei Changfeng's personal affairs were investigated.

After this incident, Mo Ran began to investigate the details behind Wei Changfeng.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

Wei Changfeng not only has problems with personal affairs, but he is also very good at business.

He found out that Wei Changfeng had sold "Laughing Jianghu" to Huaman Game, but everyone in Lexun didn't know about it, and Moran found it by connecting to the dark web.

At present, he still lacks a private resale contract.

As for why Wei Changfeng sued Piao Miao in the name of Lexun Technology, it was entirely because of his wife Mr. Zhang.

Wei Changfeng can't let his wife know about selling games.

Qiao Yun seemed to understand, "The scumbag is the operation director of Lexun and also Mr. Zhang's husband. The future can be said to be bright. Why did he sell "Laughing Jianghu" and dare not let his wife know."

"So I'm looking for this contract." Mo Ran started to rattle on the computer again, "If I'm not mistaken, Wei Changfeng has a lot to do with Huaman Games, I'd like to see what the two are up to. "

"Yeah." Qiao Yun nodded, "If his wife finds out that the game was secretly sold, will Wei Changfeng be divorced?"

Mo Ran snorted lightly: "It's more than that. Wei Changfeng is more than one or two shameful things. He and Mr. Zhang have been married for ten years and have no children. The relationship between this scumbag and his wife has long been broken."

It can be seen, otherwise how could there be Liu Jinger and Enen.

"That's why he went to Liu Jing'er to take Enen away."

Qiao Yun rationalized his thoughts, remembering that the scum told him last night that he still wanted to marry Liu Jinger back then, but Liu Jinger did not agree.Naturally, Enen will not be handed over to scum to be raised.

Mo Ran's expression suddenly became serious, "Qiao Yun, I went to the funeral home this morning and took away Liu Jinger's cell phone. I found a video of her being beaten by Wei Changfeng in it."

"What? He beat Liu Jing'er?" Qiao Yun's three views were shaken by the scum, "Damn, Liu Jinger was seriously injured by him and sent to the hospital?"

Mo Ran pursed her lips and nodded, slowly inhaling through her nose.

It was too cold, he couldn't imagine that Liu Jing'er did not betray Wei Changfeng until she died, but she also did not give her own daughter to Wei Changfeng.

Whether it's love or hate, Mo Ran can't guess.

Maybe half and half is just the pity of losing the kindness of parents.

"I handed over the beating video and Liu Jinger's injury test report to the experts, and the experts are doing the appraisal. If the two reports match, how many years do you think Wei Changfeng will stay in?"

Mo Ran blinked lightly, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were calm and indifferent.

Qiao Yun gritted his teeth, "Infidelity in marriage, playing with women, selling games privately, plus beating Liu Jing'er, this kind of scum is not dragged out, buried and buried, he will be sorry for the air God gave him."

"It's not enough." Mo Ran suddenly stopped typing on the keyboard, and passed the decrypted contract information on the computer to Qiao Yun, "It turns out that the boss behind Huaman is Wei Changfeng, no wonder."

Only then did Qiao Yun see that under the contract, the signature of the Huaman game party was Wei Changfeng.

"I see." Qiao Yun looked at Mo Ran, "He sued us in the name of Lexun, and the claim amount is 2000 million, but the ownership of "Laughing Rivers and Lakes" belongs to Huaman Games. Once the lawsuit is successful, we will pay the compensation 2000 million will go into the bill of Huaman Games. It is roughly equivalent to the fact that the 2000 million goes directly into the private pockets of scumbags."

That's right, the current Huaman game is just an empty shell, an empty shell that Wei Changfeng uses to transfer funds.

Everything is cleared up.

Wei Changfeng wants to abandon his wife and take Enen away.

He sold games privately and sued Piao Miao for money.And he drugged Qiao Yun to threaten Qiao Mingsheng, in order to take away his biological daughter, Qiao Enen.

To put it bluntly, Wei Changfeng planned it long ago, he just wanted to bring money and people, and fly away.

"It's not that easy." Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, "I am willing to pay 2000 million, but Lexun's Mr. Zhang is not willing. As for En En, her surname is Qiao, and Wei Changfeng has no ability to take her away. On the contrary, he cannot protect himself." .”

Speaking of which, Mo Ran raised his jaw and got up, put his pockets around the rectangular dining table, and sat with his wife squeezed together.

"Tell me, if I send this to Mr. Zhang, Wei Changfeng's money and his position as director of operations, what will happen."

Qiao Yun was obviously very close to the man, but he felt a slight chill coming over him.

"It's so cold, he will die." Qiao Yun replied.

Mo Ran curled his lips into a smile: "Death is not going to die, baby, I want the whole industry to abandon him, the society to spurn him, and everyone to condemn him from the bottom of their hearts, I think—"

After a pause, Mo Ran sneered coldly, "He would rather die than live."

After saying the last sentence, Mo Ran turned the laptop towards him with one movement, and the Moshang Cloud on his wrist rattled along with his typing on the keyboard.

The movements are swift and crisp, and the great god has his own murderous aura.

"Have the photos and videos been taken yet?" He asked Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun was so handsome by her husband's murderous look, she nodded in a daze, "It's...it's done."

"Is it hot?" While typing on the keyboard, Mo Ran raised his eyebrows at his wife and raised a smile, "Send the hot words to my husband, delete the ones that are not hot, everyone will look boring."

Qiao Yun clapped his hands in his heart, handsome, my husband is so handsome.

In less than 5 minutes, the explosive waist hugging and kissing photos, the contract to sell "Laughing Jianghu", and the video of beating Liu Jing'er...all the evidence, etc., were all put on Lexun Technology's intranet.

Hitting the carriage return, the big revenge was avenged, Mo Ran closed his notebook, tilted his head and said to his wife: "Is there a little less for the couple's set meal, what should I do if I don't have enough food?"

Qiao Yun, who was still applauding her husband in his heart just now, felt a chill down his spine, "Then, order two more?"

Uh, "No." Mo Ran looked at him, and slowly approached, "I mean, what should I do if I don't have enough food, wife?"

Get out, where, what waves?

Qiao Yun's face suddenly turned red.

Mo Ran raised his hand to move the top of his wife's hair, "Just kidding, I just saw that your face has not changed from the cold since you entered the restaurant, and I want you to blush."

"I..." Qiao Yun scolded in a low voice, "I'm flirting with you, you bastard."

When the waitress pushed the dining car to serve the food, Qiao Yun was being forced to blush by the man.

As soon as he saw someone coming, he immediately pushed the man away, motioned him to pay attention, and said in a low voice, "Sit across from me, what does it look like sitting together?"

Mo Ran was amused, turned around and asked Qiao Yun in a normal voice: "I sit with my wife, what can I look like?"

Just right, the tableware of the waitress stopped above the table.

She didn't know for a moment whether the tableware was placed on each side, or whether there were two sets on one side.

Mo Ran just took over and said, "Let's put it together, I'll sit with my wife and eat, so I can cut his steak."

Although the service lady understood the relationship between the two, she was still surprised by the handsome man's words.

"...Oh, yes sir, I'll put them together then."

Mo Ran smiled back: "Thank you."

Qiao Yun on the side poked him with his elbow and said, "You don't really care, why don't you care now."

"What do you care about?" Mo Ran turned around and asked.

"That's it, what are you talking about." Qiao Yun glanced at him lightly, "Didn't you say it yourself last time? Society is more complicated than school, and there are more cruel knives than school. You care about gossip to death."

"Is there?" Mo Ran spread her hands slightly.

Qiao Yun scratched his neck, "Isn't there? As for the marriage, don't you care a lot and reject it quickly?"

Mo Ran hid her lips with a smile, "Oh, that?"