Chapter: 371
"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll look back and see what's going on. It's nothing, don't call me." Before hanging up, he seemed to think of something again, and added another sentence, "Don't call me if you have anything to do recently. I'm busy! I'll get back to you when I have time!"
"..."
Hearing the phone call over there, Luo Yuanhang was silent for a while, feeling even more depressed.
I didn't get the answer I wanted at all, didn't come up with any ideas, and was scolded a lot.
He thought for a while, and he couldn't sit still like this, especially at the moment, it seems that he has recovered a little bit of word-of-mouth. Thinking carefully about the online debates these days, the hot spots of netizens are:
1. Did Wei Lan's previous perfume series come from Su Yun or Jiang Shiwei? Did he and Jiang Shiwei steal the fruits of her labor together?
2. Did he and Su Yun ever fall in love? Was Su Yun the third party or Jiang Shiwei was the third party? Did he lie about this matter?
Other problems are almost centered around these two. As long as these two problems can be solved, the rest will be solved easily.
In fact, the question of who is the mistress, in the final analysis, is his private life, and the most important thing is the ownership of the previous perfume design. In the past, he killed Weiwei with one bite, and Su Yun was the one who stole it, but now that he saw it, he couldn't hide it.
He knew exactly who concocted it and who was the author, but he didn't expect Su Yun to find out so much evidence. The worst thing was that he didn't know how much evidence she had.
After thinking about it, instead of covering it up, it's better to confess generously. Even in the police station, there is still a confession that is lenient. His attitude is more sincere, and he poses as a victim. Maybe It is to put it to death and then to be born again.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was the best way. As for his mother, he didn't have time to ask, and he didn't dare to disturb her anymore. And when she came to him, he didn't know how long it would take. Every minute of his time now Seconds are so tense, he can't sit and wait, he must take action.
He quickly turned on the computer, sat down at the desk and opened the document, paused with his fingers on the keyboard, and typed four large characters: Statement of Apology.
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When Su Yun arrived at the office the next day, she saw a rather large box on her seat. The box was made of wood, and it was tightly closed, so she couldn't see what was inside.
"Whose?" she asked.
"Of course it's yours!" A colleague said, "The security downstairs brought it up early in the morning. They said it was your courier, and it was quite heavy."
"???"
Strangely, I walked around the box twice, but I didn't see anything interesting. There was no courier note posted on it, and there was no contact information left. There were only three big characters written in black pen: Received by Su Yun.
It seemed that it was really for her, but it was for no reason, and I didn't say who it was.
"Su Yun, what's in such a big package?"
"Yes, yes, what big thing did you buy?"
"It's such a big piece of furniture!"
Many colleagues asked curiously, and some people even leaned over to look inside, but it was sealed with wooden strips, so they couldn't see what was inside.
"I didn't buy it!" She shook her head, putting one hand on the wooden box, "Did the security say anything else? Did you say who brought it here?"
Colleagues shook their heads and said they didn't know.
Flicking and flicking her fingers on the wooden frame, she not only wondered who sent it, but also worried about how to open it, such a tight thing, who knows what is inside.
Hey, she has been in the limelight recently, so someone sent her something to retaliate, right?
A flash of inspiration flashed in her head, and she withdrew her hand abruptly, as if afraid of being bitten by something inside.
"Wow, such a big box!" Eryan came in with a pancake, saw the big box at a glance, and rushed over with emotion, "What a good thing!" JrNovels.com
"..."
Hearing the phone call over there, Luo Yuanhang was silent for a while, feeling even more depressed.
I didn't get the answer I wanted at all, didn't come up with any ideas, and was scolded a lot.
He thought for a while, and he couldn't sit still like this, especially at the moment, it seems that he has recovered a little bit of word-of-mouth. Thinking carefully about the online debates these days, the hot spots of netizens are:
1. Did Wei Lan's previous perfume series come from Su Yun or Jiang Shiwei? Did he and Jiang Shiwei steal the fruits of her labor together?
2. Did he and Su Yun ever fall in love? Was Su Yun the third party or Jiang Shiwei was the third party? Did he lie about this matter?
Other problems are almost centered around these two. As long as these two problems can be solved, the rest will be solved easily.
In fact, the question of who is the mistress, in the final analysis, is his private life, and the most important thing is the ownership of the previous perfume design. In the past, he killed Weiwei with one bite, and Su Yun was the one who stole it, but now that he saw it, he couldn't hide it.
He knew exactly who concocted it and who was the author, but he didn't expect Su Yun to find out so much evidence. The worst thing was that he didn't know how much evidence she had.
After thinking about it, instead of covering it up, it's better to confess generously. Even in the police station, there is still a confession that is lenient. His attitude is more sincere, and he poses as a victim. Maybe It is to put it to death and then to be born again.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was the best way. As for his mother, he didn't have time to ask, and he didn't dare to disturb her anymore. And when she came to him, he didn't know how long it would take. Every minute of his time now Seconds are so tense, he can't sit and wait, he must take action.
He quickly turned on the computer, sat down at the desk and opened the document, paused with his fingers on the keyboard, and typed four large characters: Statement of Apology.
��
When Su Yun arrived at the office the next day, she saw a rather large box on her seat. The box was made of wood, and it was tightly closed, so she couldn't see what was inside.
"Whose?" she asked.
"Of course it's yours!" A colleague said, "The security downstairs brought it up early in the morning. They said it was your courier, and it was quite heavy."
"???"
Strangely, I walked around the box twice, but I didn't see anything interesting. There was no courier note posted on it, and there was no contact information left. There were only three big characters written in black pen: Received by Su Yun.
It seemed that it was really for her, but it was for no reason, and I didn't say who it was.
"Su Yun, what's in such a big package?"
"Yes, yes, what big thing did you buy?"
"It's such a big piece of furniture!"
Many colleagues asked curiously, and some people even leaned over to look inside, but it was sealed with wooden strips, so they couldn't see what was inside.
"I didn't buy it!" She shook her head, putting one hand on the wooden box, "Did the security say anything else? Did you say who brought it here?"
Colleagues shook their heads and said they didn't know.
Flicking and flicking her fingers on the wooden frame, she not only wondered who sent it, but also worried about how to open it, such a tight thing, who knows what is inside.
Hey, she has been in the limelight recently, so someone sent her something to retaliate, right?
A flash of inspiration flashed in her head, and she withdrew her hand abruptly, as if afraid of being bitten by something inside.
"Wow, such a big box!" Eryan came in with a pancake, saw the big box at a glance, and rushed over with emotion, "What a good thing!" JrNovels.com
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