A Buddhist who is abstinent? Then who is the crying monster in her arms?

At this time, the three of them were in the study, staring at the surveillance video on the screen.

The picture shows a group of men and women smoking drugs in a private room of a bar, and some people are engaging in group sex in the corner.

The scene was vivid, colorful, luxurious and elegant.

Luo Yunyan raised a wicked smile and said to the phone that was currently talking, "Old Han, get started. You have to seize this achievement that has been handed to you."

In an instant, a group of plainclothes officers rushed into the box and took away all those second-generation rich kids in public.

There were also three people who couldn't be separated and were carried away like a pile of human figures. Many people were sobered up by the shock and took out their phones to frantically take photos and videos.

"The marketing accounts under my command can start working. Enlarge Song Yi's face in high definition and add the tag of "son of Song's building materials family and younger brother of the popular young actress Song Huanhuan". Also release a small amount of negative information about the Song family and Song Huanhuan. By tomorrow morning, there will be no one with the surname Song in the second-rate wealthy circle in Beijing~" After saying this, Luo Yunyan blew a rogue whistle.

Jiang Ziang began to issue notices, his expression filled with hatred and a hint of relief.

"What about me? What should I do?" Jiang Yining asked from the side.

Luo Yunyan raised an eyebrow. "Since your son behaves badly, isn't that a good opportunity to terminate the contract?"

"It has to be you! Not only did the Song family invest all their assets, but we don't even have to pay liquidated damages when we terminate the contract." Jiang Yining gave a thumbs up.

A sinister glint flashed in Luo Yunyan's eyes. "We're just getting started. The evidence has been turned in, and the arrest warrant will be in Old Han's hands soon. I want all four of them incarcerated on Saturday. Tell Elvis to clear his schedule and come to China before Saturday. I've prepared an invitation to the homecoming banquet for him."

Jiang Yining disagreed. "No, you didn't say you wanted to cause trouble at the party! If we let Elvis come, wouldn't that be like exposing our conspiracy against the Song family? You just came back, how will others who don't know the truth think of you?"

"Sister Luo, I understand what you mean. She is my biological sister. I also hate Song Hao and wish he would die, but there is really no need to sacrifice your reputation, and the Luo family..." Jiang Ziang also disagreed.

"Don't know the truth? Then let them know the truth. I just want to make this matter public. Reputation is not important. Others can think whatever they want, but they can't kill me anyway. It was grandpa who suggested exposing it at the banquet, and the rest of the family is still hiding it." Luo Yunyan shifted her gaze to the window, and her voice became a little ethereal.

"I promised her nine years ago, and my sister has been a bad kid for running away from home with her brother for 9 years. She needs to be rehabilitated, and I don't want to wait any longer."

The two were stunned. Jiang Yingyue's death was the deepest thorn in her heart. Over the years, she had basically relied on Jiang Yingyue's last words to her to survive, but wasn't it the same for them?

"Sister Luo..." Jiang Ziang grabbed a handful of hair in annoyance and wanted to persuade her again.

Luo Yunyan said nothing, but turned her head and looked at him, her eyes full of stubbornness.

"Okay, let's just do it, okay? The three of us can't live a prosperous life anywhere. At worst, we can go back to N Continent together. At worst, we still have Uncle Qi to support us." Jiang Yining stretched out his right hand and stood up facing them.

Jiang Ziang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stretched out his right hand.

Seeing this, Luo Yunyan smiled and raised her hands to join them to form a triangle.

This is the gesture they make every time they reach a consensus or successfully accomplish something.

The triangle is stable, and the center of their triangle has always been called Jiang Yingyue.

……

Life was peaceful on their side, but dark clouds loomed over the Song family's side.

A large number of marketing accounts began to post videos and pictures of Song Yi’s arrest, and it instantly became a hot topic.

When Song Hao received several consecutive calls from partners terminating their contracts, he still didn't react and was still immersed in the gentle embrace of his secretary. He even made irresponsible remarks, urging the other party not to regret it.

Until they received a long-distance call from their major partner, Ivis, who said: Your company's conduct is not good, and it is difficult for them to cooperate with you with confidence.

It was the secretary who reacted first and pushed Song Hao away. When he opened his phone and saw the trending search push, it was like a bolt from the blue.

He handed the phone to Song Hao, "Chairman, the young master got into trouble and was arrested. He also brought up a lot of negative information about the company and the young lady."

"This bastard! Quickly get someone to remove the trending search and cover up the heat." Song Hao was so angry that he smashed his phone.

Just as Song Hao and his secretary started emergency public relations, Wang Manlin called.

As soon as the call was connected, she started crying and howling, "Old Song, Xiao Yi is in trouble, what should we do? Quickly find someone to rescue Xiao Yi!"

"Cry, cry, cry, all you do is cry, you spendthrift! My fortune was ruined by your crying! The company is in a mess now, and I'm still going to rescue that little bastard for you? Let him sober up in there first." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Seeing that Song Hao was useless, Wang Manlin called Song Huanhuan again.

Song Huanhuan's face was filled with impatience, but she still patiently advised, "Mom, it's only been less than two hours since the incident. Even if we want to save him, we can't do it so quickly. I've been implicated in Xiaoyi's situation as well. I've been terminated from several endorsement contracts, and I just got scolded by my agent. My situation isn't a big deal; the main issue is with our company. Why don't we just let him stay in there first? Dad and I can find a way to get him out later. Don't worry, just get some sleep. I'm in an emergency meeting here, and I'll go home when I'm free."

……

It’s Saturday, Luo Yunyan’s homecoming party.

At this moment, at the Luo Family Manor, although the banquet has not yet begun, guests have already gathered and are toasting each other. Many people have already started to expand their business networks.

Luo Yunyan sat on the windowsill of the room, looking at the scenery in the distance, and recalled what her grandfather said at noon: "Nannan, do whatever you want to do, and grandpa will take care of you."

She couldn't help but smile, her red lips moving up and down, whispering softly, "Sister, I'm home... I will also help you get your home back, don't worry."

There was a knock on the door, and Luo Yunche pushed it open and came in, frowning slightly, "Nannan, why are you sitting on the windowsill? It's not safe."

"It's okay, brother. What's wrong?" Luo Yunyan jumped off the windowsill and walked up.

Luo Yunche touched her head helplessly, "I called you to get your makeup done. Don't be so reckless next time. If you like windowsills, I'll have someone build you a wider bay window."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

The brother and sister came to the cloakroom. He specially invited Vitoria, a well-known stylist in the industry, to dress them today.