Seeing that Qi Shikuo didn't answer, Mu Wanwan didn't intend to be aggressive: "Mr. Qi, I've made it very clear. I hope Mr. Qi won't come to me because of this matter again. Goodbye."
Qi Shikuo had no way to stop Mu Wanwan, so he could only watch Mu Wanwan leave helplessly.
It wasn't until Mu Wanwan walked away that Qi Shikuo sat down with a dazed expression on his face.
Qi Shikuo fell into his own world, and didn't notice that he and Mu Wanwan had actually been secretly photographed.
In a car opposite the coffee shop, Yuan Meiran perfectly recorded the scene where the two met just now.
After Yuan Meiran finished all this, she told the driver to drive away.
Among these photos, Yuan Meiran chose the one she was most satisfied with.
That was the photo of Qi Shikuo trying to grab Mu Wanwan's hand just now. Because of the misalignment, from the photo, it seemed that Qi Shikuo had really grabbed Mu Wanwan's hand. The two looked at each other, as if There was something unusual flowing between them.
Yuan Meiran did not waste time, and immediately sent this photo to Ling Qiyu.
Ten seconds later, Ling Qiyu threw him over with a video call.
Yuan Meiran adjusted her mood and connected the video call: "Xiaoyu, I passed by a coffee shop just now, and saw that your husband seemed to be with Mu Wanwan, so I quickly took a photo and sent it to you. Have a look Did you take a photo? Is that your husband?"
Ling Qi gritted her teeth angrily, even through the screen, she couldn't stop her anger: "Where is that little bitch? I'm going to tear her up!"
Yuan Meiran looked at Ling Qiyu's reaction with satisfaction, and persuaded her hypocritically: "You must not be impulsive. How about this, I will go to you first, and we will discuss anything after we meet. In case Qi Don't worry too much, sir, you have something to hide."
Hearing this, Ling Qiyu temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart, and made an appointment with Yuan Meiran to meet her directly at her home.
Yuan Meiran gently persuaded Ling Qiyu for a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Yuan Meiran hastily deleted some ordinary-looking photos in her phone, leaving those ambiguous-looking photos behind, and went home happily.
Ling Qiyu was really in a hurry. Yuan Meiran's car was stable at the gate of her villa when she saw Ling Qiyu racing towards her.
Ling Qiyu stepped on the brake and jumped out of the car before the car heard: "Where are they? Where did you see them!"
"Hey, don't be so loud. Come on, come into my house, and I will tell you slowly." Yuan Meiran pulled Ling Qiyu, and the two walked into Yuan Meiran's villa side by side.
Ling Qiyu's face was ashen, and after sitting down, he complained: "How could he treat me like this? I have been married to him for so many years, and I have been working hard. He usually ignores me, but now he has the energy to hook up with other women." "
When Yuan Meiran heard this, she finally realized that Ling Qiyu's marriage was not as glamorous as it seemed on the surface.
It is no wonder that Ling Qiyu often looks like a resentful woman who hasn't given birth to a son or a daughter for so many years.
It turned out that Qi Shikuo was indifferent to her and hadn't touched her for many years.
A woman can bear her husband's asceticism and indifference to her. Yet a woman cannot tolerate her indifferent husband being courteous to other women.
Especially Ling Qiyu, she was originally an extremely jealous person.
Yuan Meiran gently took Ling Qiyu's hand: "You can't blame Mr. Qi for this matter, he is not easy either."
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