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"What's this?"

When Feng Qingyu saw the photos on a subordinate's tablet, he felt that the bomb thread that had been pressing in his heart was suddenly ignited. Sina Weibo posted a travel diary uploaded by a French man, and the heroine in his travel diary turned out to be

Sabelle.

The photos were taken very well, and the woman was particularly beautiful. Against the backdrop of the beautiful blue sea, the bikini was worn on her body, and her lines were perfectly outlined. Although her face was not stunning, it must be said that she was exquisite and graceful.

The figure and the soft smile are really eye-catching. Not long after it was uploaded, the number of reprints skyrocketed and it made the headlines on Sina. Then, it became famous like a prairie fire...

Lengfeng took one look and suddenly felt that dark clouds were covering the sky.

Feng Qingyu looked calm, but those who knew Leng Feng knew how angry Feng Qingyu was at this moment.

"Master Feng, I'll handle it immediately."

There were three streaks of cold sweat on Leng Feng's forehead. He probably knew the information that was sent to him. There were no photos at all, but it was obvious that these were not photoshopped, they were real.

After Lengfeng left, in just a few minutes, all the topics about Shabelle were wiped off the Internet.

Feng Qingyu picked up the phone coldly and dialed a number...

A few minutes later, all the complete information intercepted by Feng Tuoxi appeared in Feng Qingyu's mailbox.

When Feng Qingyu opened his mailbox and saw the complete version of the information, the veins on his temples were bulging and beating. As Feng Qingyu's face became more and more ugly, the sky in Italy slowly turned from sunny to overcast...

This is the prelude to heavy rain.

Picking up the phone and dialing Feng Tuoxi's number, it was still Yuan Diandian who answered the phone, still using the same rhetoric. Listening to Feng Qingyu being stunned by her fooling him, Bai was proud of his own rhetoric.

When trying Bailing.

I don’t know how ugly Feng Qingyu’s face here has become...

"What about her?"

"Belle, Belle is very good."

Yuan Diandian glanced at Shabei'er not far away, who was having a very interesting chat with the chef of a restaurant.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Belle. It won't be long before Belle will forgive you!"

Yuan Diandian patted her chest in assurance.

"Um."

Feng Qingyu was still very talkative and hung up the phone. As soon as he hung up, Leng Feng had already walked in.

"The wind is calm, the route has been arranged, and we can take off in ten minutes."

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Chapter completed!