Only Tong Qing Meng, who had slapped her, remained calm. She clenched her fists and said coldly, "Han Eemo! My daughter and I have already given you face, but you're always so aggressive! Let me tell you, don't insult other people's children like this. If you don't like me, you can come at me. Wanwan is my precious daughter. What right do you have to insult her? Even if she used to be your daughter-in-law, you can't insult other people's children like this. Your son is your precious child. He's as precious as gold. Do you think other people's children are destined to be worthless? Today's slap was given by me, Tong Qing Meng. I want you to know that Wanwan has nothing to do with your Family Wen! As for Xiao Yu, he's your grandson, but he's also our Family Jiang's flesh and blood. He's Wanwan's son! You're just a grandmother. Their parents didn't even discuss who their child should be with. Why are you blindly interfering? What's your position? Your family has money and power, but that doesn't mean others don't have anything! Now, get out of the Family Jiang! "
Only after the last word was spoken did Han Yimo come to her senses. Her cheeks were burning with pain. The servants in the house were looking at her with a look of secret delight. She was in a trance, thinking that she had been hit by someone.
It was a slap!
The person who slapped her was — Tong Qing Meng!
It was as if her pressure points had been pressed and then suddenly broken. Her adrenal glands were no longer surging. Instead, they were surging. She rushed forward crazily and scratched Tong Qing Meng's face with her sharp nails. Xinwan was stunned for a moment. She quickly went forward and tried to push Han Eemo away. Unexpectedly, this crazy woman was extraordinarily strong. She didn't know what she had eaten, but once she used her brute strength, Xinwan lost her balance and fell onto the coffee table. The back of her head hit the corner of the coffee table heavily. It was so painful that her eyes turned red and her head buzzed. She wanted to stand up, but she felt weak and dizzy.
When it came to fighting, Tong Qingmeng was definitely not Han Yimo's opponent. Xin Wan fell to the ground and struggled to get up a few times. However, she couldn't get up because the back of her head was hurting badly.
However, they were in the Family Jiang after all. The servants naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. A few of them had already rushed forward to stop the fight.
However, it was as if Han Yimo had been injected with chicken blood. Whenever someone came over, she would knock them down. Xin Wan saw that Han Yimo's "demonic claws" were about to reach for her mother again. She was so frightened that she screamed, "Stop!"
"Stop right there!"
At the same time, a deep male voice interrupted. Then, Han Eemo's body felt light as she was pushed away. Xinwan looked up and saw Qin Fangang standing in front of her with a cold expression. She watched as he squatted down nervously and carried her. She didn't know what he saw, but a trace of panic flashed across his eyes.
Xinwan was actually in a daze. To be honest, when she saw Qin Fangang, she heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, her body went limp and the dizziness intensified. Lying in Qin Fangang's arms, she felt her vision darken. Then, in a daze, she heard Qin Fangang calling her name. Finally, she completely lost consciousness.
"Wanwan? Wanwan, how are you? "
Qin Fangang felt the weight in his arms getting heavier and heavier. He knew that Xinwan must have fainted. His expression was completely cold. Tong Qing Meng saw that Xinwan had fainted. There was a large patch of blood at the back of her collar. She swayed violently and almost fainted as well.
"Han Eemo! I'm telling you, if anything happens to my Wanwan, I won't let you off! "
Qin Fangang growled at Han Eemo. He had always been a wanton and unrestrained person. His handsome face rarely showed any anger. Even if he was really angry, he would at most remain silent. But now, when his face was completely cold, his entire body exuded a sinister aura.
Han Eemo was so frightened that her neck shrank back, but she was still stubborn. "You're the illegitimate son of the Family Qin Family? You sure talk big! How dare you speak to me like that. Let me tell you, I — "
"Shut up! Stupid woman, I don't care who you are! Let me tell you, Tong Xinwan is the woman that I'll protect for the rest of my life. How dare you lay your hands on her and make her bleed? To hell with your Family Qin Wen. Let's see if I, Qin Fangang, dare to lay my hands on your Family Wen! "
His Chinese was not standard. When he was angry, he spoke even more hurriedly. In short, he spoke in English.
Since it was in Chinese, Han Yimo could understand it. Her expression turned even uglier.
She scolded this arrogant young man and said "you" for a long time. Qin Fangang carried Xinwan and was about to walk past her when he looked up. A black car slowly drove in from the main entrance of the Family Jiang. The car door opened and a man with a straight back stepped out. When he saw this scene, he frowned and narrowed his deep eyes. He stared unblinkingly at the unconscious woman in Qin Fangang's arms …
30 minutes ago.
After separating from Xinwan, Wen Han-woo waited for his assistant to drive the car over. When the car arrived, he sent his assistant away and drove away alone.
After getting into the car, he took off his coat and left his cell phone in the pocket. He also threw it on the passenger seat. The car drove straight to the Wen Corporation. He did not rush into the elevator. His tall body leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette for himself, smoking casually. About five minutes later, two men in black came out with a young man with a DSLR around his neck.
That person was still yelling loudly …
"Why should I let you go? Let me tell you, I have the right to do so! What are you doing? Kidnapping me? I'll call the police and sue you! Let go of me! "
Wen Han-woo raised his long eyebrows and said in a low voice, "You have the right? Who gave you the right to do so? "
The two men in black brought the reporter in front of Wen Han-woo. When the young man saw Wen Han-woo, he seemed a little surprised. Although he was young, he restrained his emotions quite quickly.
He probably felt that he was very confident and spoke in a proper manner. "Oh, it's Young Master Wen. Young Master Wen, if you want to see me, you can just call me. Why do you have to make such a big fuss?"
Wen Han-woo's eyes darkened slightly. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a cigarette in the other. When he heard that, his tall body moved slightly closer to the reporter. His strong aura immediately made the reporter hold his breath. "You've been following me for a few days. Have you learned anything?"
When the man spoke, his breathing was very steady. It was the most ordinary sentence, but there was clearly a sense of oppression between the lines.
The reporter's face stiffened slightly.
"Young Master Wen, I've been following you for a few days, but you also know that your identity is very newsworthy. Moreover, I didn't slander you. I just posted what I took."
Wen Han-woo's thin lips twitched slightly. "Is that so? Then, the previous report was your masterpiece? "
"Young Master Wen, I'm just speaking the truth. Moreover, I didn't write anything clearly in the report." This reporter obviously came prepared and knew how to beat around the bush. He probably already thought of a countermeasure before he spoke. "You're so nervous now that you've gotten people to kidnap me. This is not only hindering the right to freedom of the press, but also seems to be unfair to me, right? We're just small fry. When the higher-ups give the order, we have no choice but to do as they say. "
Wen Han-woo wasn't surprised that he was so "astute". His slender fingers flicked the ash from his cigarette and he gestured with his chin at one of the men in black. The man immediately understood and took the camera from the reporter's neck.
Wen Han-woo didn't say anything. He took the camera, pressed the switch with his slender fingers and scanned through the photos one by one. The reporter was a little anxious and shouted, "Young Master Wen, you can't be so overbearing, right? That's my thing. "
"Noisy."
Wen Han-woo's thumb pressed lightly on the camera screen and he spat out a word. Immediately, someone reached out and covered the reporter's mouth. At that moment, there was only a few sounds left.
This reporter must have been following him for a few days. To be more specific, he was following him and Xinwan.
There were photos of them in the past when they were together, and there were also photos of them recently. Basically, all of the photos were of them being more intimate. This person's photography skills were pretty good. Many of the photos were taken when they weren't paying attention. However, in the photos, they looked more like intimate lovers.
Wen Han-woo looked at one of the photos. It was a photo of him standing behind Xinwan at the entrance of the Family Jiang.
In the photo, the man's gaze was deeply fixed on the woman in front of him. The woman's face was coyly furrowing her thin eyebrows. Her soft and tender hands were gently holding onto her handbag as she glared at the man. Although there was a hint of impatience in her eyes, the emotions on her face were clearly a kind of coquettish shyness.
Wen Han-woo couldn't help but reach out and touch the camera screen. His fingers paused on the woman's cheeks and a certain part of her chest. It was as if he had been hit by the softest thing in the world. It was an indescribable feeling, but it wasn't something he hated.
So, what he didn't know was that he was looking at her with such a gaze.
He raised the camera in front of the reporter and gestured for the person beside him to let go of the reporter's mouth. Then he asked, "How much did the person who asked you to follow me pay you to take all kinds of ambiguous photos of me and Tong Xinwan?"
The reporter's eyes flickered when he heard Wen Han-woo's question, but he was still stubborn. "Young Master Wen, I've already said that I'm just trying to make a living. No one paid me much. Everyone in City B is very interested in the private life of you and your ex-wife. I'm just trying to cater to their interests."
"Ha, what a nice 'cater to their interests'. Okay, I'll give you double. Say, all you need is.
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