Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

The servant next to her knew her intentions when she saw the cold light in her eyes. He Qingqing was going to do something big, it seemed that she would not easily let go of the sneak photo.

The maid inadvertently took two steps back, as if afraid of being stabbed, they left He Qingqing and stood in a safe place, just glanced forward, and said slowly: "Ma'am, do you want me to make you another cup?" Coffee?"

He Qingqing looked at the coffee cup in front of him, nodded and said, "Then go and make me a cup of coffee, I'm just about to drink it."

The servant took the empty cup to the coffee machine in the kitchen, far from the living room.

As soon as the maid arrived, she sighed deeply. She was deeply relieved. For some reason, she stood in the living room and said to He Qingqing that she felt an inexplicable depression.

She also lets in air when catching coffee.

Instead of leaving, the servant went to the sink, poured the water from the cup into the sink, poured the coffee from the cup into the sink, and poured the water into the sink.

After receiving another cup of coffee, she took the cup in her hand and walked step by step into the living room. She walked up to He Qingqing, frowned slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Ma'am, your coffee is here."

When He Qingqing saw the coffee brought to him, a light flashed in his eyes, like the bright sunshine in early spring.

As for her emotional state, the servant couldn't be very sensitive, so he could only try his best to cater to her, anyway, as long as she didn't lose her temper, it would be fine.

And there was a smile on her face, at least it showed that she was in a good mood now.

Thinking that Qingqing has already picked up the coffee and drank it, temporarily put the matter of the photo behind her, the most important thing for her now is not anything else, but to enjoy the coffee.

After drinking a cup of coffee, He Qingqing's face became fierce again. At this moment, the driver's face appeared in her mind. That face was like a devil, making her uncomfortable.

Now, she wished she could make that driver disappear completely.

It seemed that this was the only way to dispel the anger in her heart.

She picked up her mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers. After connecting, her voice became serious, "Help me find that driver."

Soon there was a good voice from the phone, and after hanging up, He Qingqing smiled.

In the dead of night, when the driver was on his way home, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"You'd better follow me obediently and don't ask anything."

The driver frowned, as soon as he saw the person in front of him, he felt inexplicably familiar.

"Did I see you yesterday?"

asked the driver.

Blackbeard frowned, and said expressionlessly, "Can you hear what I just said? If you didn't hear it, I don't want to remind you again."

The driver nodded, shut his mouth, and stopped talking.

The man in black turned around, and the driver obediently followed him and walked over.

There was a parked car not far ahead, and the man in black walked over and stopped.

The driver looked at the car suspiciously and began to feel anxious.

As night fell, there was a black car parked on the side of the road, which was really scary.

"go in."

The voice of the black clothes was getting louder, and the driver had to bite the bullet and walk into the car again.

After opening the door, he sat on it.

But before he could sit still, he was slapped.

He covered his face, completely dumbfounded.

"What's the matter with you, you dare to attack me behind your back?"

He turned his face away, only to see an angry expression.

She looked angrier than himself, and the driver took a closer look and finally recognized her.

It's not someone else, it's He Qingqing, the president of the Lin Corporation, who just saw him yesterday.

"What do you need to come to me?"

the driver began to ask.

He Qingqing couldn't help frowning after hearing this, "Huh? Don't you know what you have done?"

The driver looked confused, and he asked in a more suspicious tone, "What are you talking about?"

He Qingqing raised the corners of his mouth, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you think that I asked you to come in the middle of the night to listen to what you said? If there is no conclusive evidence, I wouldn't say that."

The driver was even more puzzled, and he asked again, "I really don't understand what you are talking about, why don't you just say it directly."

"It seems that you are not immortal when you go to the Yellow River, you can see for yourself."

She threw the newspaper in the driver's hand, the light in her eyes was extremely cold.

The driver picked up the newspaper and looked at it. When he saw the photos in the newspaper, he finally understood that her words had betrayed her.

But it was really not the driver's doing. As soon as he thought of this, the driver began to explain, "I didn't take the photo, maybe you offended someone."

He Qingqing grabbed the newspaper and threw it on the driver's face, frowning, "It wasn't you who did it, who could it be? You are the only one I offended."

The driver waved his hand and said, "I didn't do that, I won't admit it."

He Qingqing didn't believe his words at all, she felt that what the driver said was a little flustered.

Today, it is the driver who makes her most suspicious.

"The person in the crowd taking pictures is not yours, who could it be?"

He Qingqing's voice was full of unhappiness.

The driver had no choice but to think that He Qingqing would think so.

"I know you have a problem with me, but I'm not really a photographer, and photography has nothing to do with me."

The driver didn't want to admit it, and he didn't know what happened. He was standing there at that time, so how could he have any chance to take a photo?
He Qingqing didn't believe it. No matter what, she would feel that the driver must have something to do with these photos. If it wasn't for him, no one would have taken the photos.

"You are saying that I misunderstood, what kind of man did I dare not admit to being a man after doing something?"

He Qingqing's brows were furrowed, and his voice became rough.

After hearing her words, the driver was startled. He was here alone, and he was no match for He Qingqing. Besides, there were people in black outside.

After thinking about it, the driver began to make excuses, "I'll check it out for you. If I can find it, let me go."

He Qingqing didn't expect the driver to say this, and he began to wonder in his heart. In fact, he didn't have direct evidence, so he couldn't prove that the driver did it.

"Okay, I'll give you two days. If you still can't find out, you have to admit it."

He Qingqing said in a very sharp tone that someone must take the blame for this photo.

The driver nodded and said, "I see, the time is almost up, and I will contact you when the time comes."

"He Qingqing grabbed the driver's arm with a trace of coldness in his eyes, "You'd better not play tricks on me, otherwise I won't let you go. "