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Chapter 60(3/3)

Zhimian was not in a hurry and slowly explained his purpose. Fang Jianan was unwilling to admit that he had found the matter. After seeing the photo, his face turned pale little by little, and his back leaned against the wall, as if he was looking for a support point.

"Jiannan, I want to know... Are you voluntarily between you and Min Zhizhuan?"

Fang Jiannan's eyes were slightly red, "Why do you need to know this? What are you doing?"

"I know that the first time you saw what I said was that I was hinting that I didn't come to see Min Zhizhuo alone. That night, I went to his office and you tried to stay, but you were actually helping me, afraid that I would be in danger. Although I was almost harassed by him that night."

"You guessed what he would do to me, but you were afraid of him, so you didn't dare to say it, right?"

Fang Jianan lowered her head and shed tears.

Zhimian put his hand on Fang Jianan's shoulder and said softly: "We want to help you. If you are forced, then Min Zhizhuan's behavior constitutes a crime. He must pay the price for it. Do you want him to continue disguising and let more girls suffer?"

Fang Jianan was silent for a long time and slowly spoke: "I didn't expect that I would be here to this day."

Fang Jianan and Zhimian told her story.

Fang Jianan was born in a rural family and had an average family background, but she worked hard to learn painting. Her talent was seen by Min Zhijun, and then he accepted it as a student and entered his studio.

She originally thought that Min Zhizhuo was a gentle and beautiful teacher, but who knew that what Min Zhizhuo liked was not only her talent, but also another aspect.

He used power and money to tempt her. At that time, her grandmother was seriously ill and needed money to see a doctor. The whole family was in financial difficulties. Fang Jianan could not withstand the temptation for a while and fell into Min Zhizhuan's trap.

Later, she regretted and wanted to stop, but was threatened by Min Zhizun through the photos.

She did not dare to expose it, because she was afraid of the eyes of outsiders. She collapsed repeatedly in two extremes. She even wanted to commit suicide for a while, but when she thought of her parents, she felt unfilial.

"I want to expose him, but I dare not. I am afraid that no one will believe me, and instead be retaliated by the beast Min Zhizhuan. I really regret it now..."

Fang Jianan cried.

Zhimian asked: "Would you like to come out to testify? If you want, we will help you."

But such a price means that she may still be subject to some criticism.

Fang Jianan lowered her eyes, "Yesterday my dad told me that I am very good now. I am his pride. He asked me to draw well. He supported me no matter what, but I feel that I have been deceiving them. I am sorry for them... I really can't hold on."

Fang Jianan looked up at Zhimian, tears streaming down her face: "Is it the best way to get rid of it?"

Zhimian's nose feels sore.

"yes."

Fang Jianan wiped away her tears and closed her eyes, "I'm willing to stand up."

Such a person is not worthy of continuing to sit in that position, and she cannot let more girls receive his hurt.

Fang Jianan said: "And I know one thing - his hands are very long and he has the right to control the selection of works of Zhicai Cup. To put it bluntly, as long as he pleases him, you can win the prize, so I guess, Min Zhizhao wanted to use this to seduce you."

Zhimian was shocked.

"are you sure?"

Fang Jianan nodded: "I have evidence."-

In the evening, after leaving the hospital, the sunset had already spread halfway through the sky.

Duan Zhuo led Zhimian and walked towards the parking lot.

Zhimian sighed, "I didn't expect that I really misjudged the person at the beginning. I thought Min Zhizhuo was such a good teacher."

She turned to look at Duan Zhuo: "Then what should we do next?"

Duan Zhuo met her eyes and his voice was low: "You can keep busy with your game. Now that there are evidence and evidence, please leave everything for me."

Zhimian smiled, "Why is my partner so powerful?"

Duan Zhuo curled his lips, "You only know now?"

Zhimian knew that no matter what she did, he would always have his escort behind her.

"But you really don't need my help?"

"No need to help for the time being." However," he raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and said in a leisurely tone, "You can give me some rewards."

She was suspicious, "What reward?"

The man leaned close to her ear and said something.

After Zhimian listened, his ears turned red in an instant, "Why are you always..."

Duan Zhuo laughed in a deep voice, scratched her palm with his fingertips, and bewitched her in a low voice: "Do you agree?"

Zhimian felt that just listening to his subwoofer would be about to fall.

She finally snorted and gave him an ambiguous answer: "Let's talk about it when things are resolved."

She saw the smile on the man's face as if he had already won the championship in the competition, and she was sure to win and was confident.

It seemed as if her little white rabbit was destined to be taken away by him.

Too much-

The morning three days later.

The rising sun shines brightly, and all things are like bathing in golden light, cloudless and blue sky is like washing.

Zhimian got off the apartment and saw Duan Zhuo leaning against the car waiting. He bent his lips and trotted towards him.

"Duan Zhuo——"

The man hugged the little girl running towards him.

Zhimian lit a dimples at the corner of his mouth, "Good morning."

He kissed her and said, "Get into the car and bought you breakfast."

The two got into the car, Zhimian took the soy milk and shabby he handed over, wondering: "Where did you take me to this morning? I have classes in the afternoon."

"It's okay, it'll be over in the morning."

“What ends?”

Duan Zhuo unlocked the phone and handed it to her. Zhimian took it and saw the first news-

This morning, Min Zhizhuan's studio will hold a large-scale art exhibition of his, and there will be media interviews at that time, and many well-known painters in the industry will be invited to attend.

"Let's go to Min Zhijun's studio."
Chapter completed!
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