mtlumby2d Chapter 377 Could it be that Mr. Huo kicked him out?
Chapter 377 Could it be that Mr. Huo kicked him out?
She reflexively took two steps back, and when she reacted, she suddenly laughed.
For Wen Yingying, seeing Wen Jiu look like this is simply more satisfying than asking for 20 million.
Growing up, she had never taken Wen Jiu seriously, but ever since Wen Jiu fell in love with Huo Beimo, their lives had undergone earth-shaking changes. From then on, Wen Jiu had become an unattainable existence for her.
I remember when I was young, my parents would often scold Wen Jiu as a disaster star, but now, they always compare Wen Jiu with how outstanding and lucky she is.
She thought that she would spend her whole life in the shadow of Wen Jiu, but she didn't expect that she would be here today.
"Ha...hahahaha...Wen Jiu, you are actually disfigured and have no face. What else do you have to be proud of? You are hiding in this country yard by yourself. Could it be that you have been kicked out by Mr. Huo? This is where you come from. Are you taking refuge with my brother?" Wen Yingying asked excitedly.
As if Wen Jiu's disfigurement was some great joy.
Wen Jiu quickly grasped the torn silk scarf tightly and tried to cover the scars on her face again. Her eyes flickered and she was not willing to make eye contact with the people in front of her.
But how could Wen Yingying let her go? She stepped forward again and pulled the silk scarf on Wen Jiu's face.
Wen Jianquan on the side frowned and said, "Yingying, what are you doing? We are here to ask for money. She has been disfigured and was driven to the countryside. What is the use of catching her?"
Wen Jianquan's face was filled with disgust.
I still remember that when he saw Wen Jiu in the hospital, his eyes were like seeing a moving golden mountain.
In everyone's eyes, Wen Jiu married into a rich family based on his appearance. Now that he looks like this, no one will want him, and his value will be gone.
"Uncle, are you stupid? Even if Mr. Huo doesn't want her, she is still the former Mrs. Huo. Now netizens are guessing whether she is really disfigured. If we can take a picture of her current face, you know this How valuable are photos?”
If a photo like this were taken and sold to the media, the price would be more than 20 million.
Hearing this, Wen Jianquan's eyes lit up.
A group of grown men, like Wen Yingying, surrounded Wen Jiu like crazy.
Wen Jianquan and another man held Wen Jiu's arms on the left and right, and Wen Yingying took the opportunity to pull off the silk scarf on Wen Jiu's face.
Her ugly scars were on display again.
Facing Wen Jiu's now terrifying face, Wen Yingying didn't have the slightest fear, but her eyes were full of greed.
She took out her mobile phone and took pictures of Wen Jiu's face.
"Wen Yingying, are you still a human being? Do you take photos like this? Stop taking them...let me go..."
Wen Jiu scolded and kicked his legs forward continuously.
Wen Yingying seemed to turn a deaf ear and continued shooting.
"So what if I'm not a human being? Will your President Huo still protect you now?" She asked Wen Jiu with a smile.
Wen Jiu's face turned slightly pale. She pursed her lips and could only turn her face away as much as possible to avoid Wen Yingying's camera. Hiding and surviving was her last way to preserve her self-esteem. Now that she was photographed with her scars, she was afraid Even this last bit of self-esteem can no longer be preserved.
Just the thought of those horrific photos being sold to the media and then going viral drove her crazy.
"Wen Yingying, haven't you ever heard that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse? I am also the mother of the Huo family's three children. If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid that Beimo will cause trouble for you?" Wen Jiu had no choice but to move out of Huobei Silently.
"Haha... You are now just like the concubine who was relegated to the cold palace in ancient times. No matter how much bullying the concubine suffered in the cold palace, how could the emperor care about it? Moreover, the photos I gave to the media were real photos, not my photos. , haven’t the facts been announced yet?”
After Wen Yingying took a bunch of photos, she put away her phone with satisfaction and started to appreciate them one by one.
Although the wounds in Wen Jiu's photos were more shocking, when she thought of the news value of these photos, Wen Yingying didn't know how to write the word "fear".
"Uncle, that's it for today, let's go."
Wen Yingying signaled, and Wen Jianquan and others finally let go of Wen Jiu's body.
A group of people walked proudly towards the door.
When Wen Jiu thought that after Wen Yingying stepped out of this door, her photos would be made public, she felt like she was going crazy, and she chased in the direction of Wen Yingying.
Unfortunately, just as she grabbed Wen Yingying's arm, she swung it hard and fell backwards. She sat down on the ground, and her shoes flew far away, leaving her in a miserable state.
Just when she thought she might be bullied in vain today, Wen Yingying and her group suddenly stopped.
Among them, Wen Yingying said in horror: "Huo... Mr. Huo?"
"Bring it here." Huo Beimo ordered in a calm voice.
"Mr. Huo, what are you talking about? Bring it here." Wen Yingying was still trying to play dumb.
She secretly couldn't believe that Huo Beimo would still appear in her life after Wen Jiudu had turned into such a ghostly appearance.
The next second, the bodyguard beside Huo Beimo took away Wen Yingying's mobile phone and smashed the phone to the ground without saying a word.
Wen Yingying's new mobile phone, which cost tens of thousands of dollars, was smashed to pieces.
Although she was using a new mobile phone, she was not really rich. She was just out of vanity and used a credit card installment plan to buy the mobile phone following the trend.
Well now, the valuable photos she finally took were gone, and even her cell phone was lost.
The key is that this was Huo Beimo's doing. She simply dared not speak out in anger.
She tried to reach out to pick up the pieces of the phone on the ground, but Hobeimo's men stepped on the main body of the phone and refused to return it to her.
Wen Yingying knew that her life was more important than her cell phone, so she had no choice but to give up.
"Don't let me see you here again, otherwise, you won't drop your phone next time." Huo Beimo said coldly.
"Yingying, let's go quickly." Wen Jianquan was already frightened.
"But……"
"No matter what happens, if they are a couple, he will come here to find her, which means that he still has feelings for her. Let's talk about it another day." Wen Jianquan said in a low voice.
Wen Yingying's face was full of reluctance, but she had no choice but to leave in despair.
When Huo Beimo walked into the door, he saw Wen Jiu squatting on the ground. He picked up the torn silk scarf on the ground in a panic, wrapped it around her head, and covered the wounds on his face as much as possible.
Huo Beimo saw at a glance that Wen Jiu's shoes fell on the grass not far away.
He walked straight to the grass and picked up Wen Jiu's running shoes.
Wen Jiu stood up, looked at the shoes in Huo Beimo's hand, and faced him to try to get them back.
It turned out that I had just fallen so hard that my butt hurt so much when I walked that my walking posture looked abnormal.
Huo Beimo frowned deeply when he saw this.
He took three steps at a time and arrived in front of Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu thought that he had smashed Wen Yingying's phone and saved her self-esteem, so she looked at him and said, "Thank you just now."