Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 1012: ：Do you still have to choose a day to hit you in the face?
A stack of photos.
"What is this?"
Lin Youlin spoke gloomily.
No one pays attention to her.
Lin Hanxing placed the photos on the white European-style coffee table with her thin fingers.
The action is slow and unhurried.
The sheets are spread out in order.
Lin Jiaojiao had blood on her forehead, and her eyes showed nervousness with her movements.
"Mom...what are those...?"
Despite being weak, there is urgency in his eyes.
"My God!"
Originally, Zhong Wan'er didn't want to answer, but when Mother He's exclamation sounded, Lin Jiaojiao clenched her wrist tightly.
Don't say it's Mother He, even Lin Youlin's expression darkened.
Keep her eyes on the photo.
There are other things on my mind!
"Lin Xiaojiu!"
He Zhehan's voice seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth, gnashing his teeth!
"Won't my uncle and aunt come to enjoy it?"
When Lin Hanxing had the last photo left in her hand, she spoke softly and held the remaining photo in her hand.
There is no intention of ignoring He Zhehan.
Lin Yanshu finally recovered from Shen Shuer's 'broken son and grandson's feet'.
Hearing this, he looked up suddenly!
Just in time for the photo on the desktop.
The end of the Roman column.
Zhong Wan'er and Lin Jiaojiao obviously heard his strong breath, and then, those eyes stared straight at his wife and daughter. Extremely!
Rong Shiyu also followed the curiosity probe.
Just one glance, the deer-like eyes began to flicker in panic.
It would be better for He Chengyu to reach out and drag her back to him.
Lin Jiaojiao felt even more panic in her heart.
What exactly does my cousin hold in her hand, so confident?
And everyone sees this expression?
"Help me...mom...help me to...over there..."
Lin Jiaojiao propped up her dizzy body, her heart beating fast.
What is it?
What kind of photos are on the table?
She wants to see!
She needs to know!
Wait until Zhong Waner finally helped Lin Jiaojiao walk back to the coffee table, her eyes just swept to the table...
The whole person is like being struck by lightning!
Zhong Wan'er turned to look at her daughter blankly.
Photos!
The coffee table is full of photos of her with Luo Wenbo and He Zhehan!
In the photo, Lin Jiaojiao was wearing light pajamas, and He Zhehan hugged her from behind at a distance beyond the normal range.
The action is ambiguous.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or an accident, but Lin Jiaojiao's expression was just blurred.
I can't tell if I'm disgusted or happy.
In other photos, He Zhehan stretched his hands too far along the neckline of her little dress.
He was licking Lin Jiaojiao's ears!
The following photos show a continuous picture, as if watching a series, Lin Jiaojiao's parents trembling all over.
In each photo...
Lin Jiaojiao's skirt was lifted up by an inch, and He Zhehan's hand went to the deep shadow...
"Just now, some people kept saying 'I didn't do it' and 'I'm innocent', and they wanted to die. It turns out that swearing is so worthless now? Just open your mouth and you can have two paragraphs?"
Shen Shuer sprinkled salt on the wounds of Lin Yanshu's family.
The more miserable they were, the happier she was!
From when Lin Jiaojiao drugged Luo Ruyin and accidentally injured her youngest child, the two of them were in an endless game!
"These photos must be composited!"
Even though the irrefutable evidence is in front of him, Lin Yanshu and Zhong Waner, who are parents, are still reluctant to believe that the picture presented in this photo is real!
"He Ershao, you said, this is not true!"
Zhong Wan'er suddenly looked up at He Zhehan, as if she had caught the last straw!
"These photos must be composited, right!"
He Zhehan said nothing.
Instead, he looked gloomily in the direction of Lin Hanxing.
How did she take those photos?
Part of it is in the study, part of it is in Wenbo's room, in the end she...
How was it filmed?
He opened his mouth tentatively, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say a word.
Admit that those are true?
And then threatened by Lin Xiaojiu to marry Lin Jiaojiao?
He's not happy!
It was Lin Xiaojiu who clearly wanted to play!
That arrogant and powerful woman!
Lin Hanxing didn't even look at He Zhehan, but seemed to be casually holding the last photo left in his hand to fan.
It's like holding an trump card.
"Uncle and auntie really don't give up until the Yellow River."
Lin Hanxing suddenly laughed softly.
The eyes that were illuminated by the crystal lamps, like bright stars embedded in them, settled directly on Zhong Waner's face.
A click.
Lin Hanxing threw the last photo on the table.
Everyone who was curious about what she was holding suddenly focused on it.
"If you want to know who the two of us are lying, just look at the palm of her hand and you'll understand."
In the photo.
Luo Wenbo pressed the cigarette **** into Lin Jiaojiao's palm expressionlessly.
The latter's painful expression is self-evident!
Almost instantly, Lin Jiaojiao clenched her palm tightly!
How could...
How can this happen?
She never thought that Lin Hanxing would take advantage of this!
"My uncle and aunt believe so much in my cousin, so go and see her palms. If there are burn marks, it will prove that all the photos in my hands are real! And what I said before... …”
Lin Hanxing sneered.
"It's all true, too!"
"Jiaojiao! Jiaojiao, show mom your hand!"
Zhong Wan'er stood in front of Lin Jiaojiao as if she had grabbed the last straw.
"Mom believes that what you said is true. Lin Xiaojiu is lying, right?"
Zhong Wan'er was still talking.
It was as if she had never seen her daughter's pale face and heart-like eyes.
Seeing that Lin Jiaojiao didn't speak, Zhong Wan'er suddenly stretched out her hand to break her palm.
Lin Hanxing's eyes flashed sarcastically.
She didn't feel at all how pitiful the family was.
If it weren't for my own preparation, I would be the one who would endure such an embarrassing situation today.
Those people tried so hard to figure her out...
It's just self-inflicted!
"Jiaojiao!"
Zhong Wan'er let out a loud roar, and regardless of whether it would hurt her daughter, she stretched out her hand and forcibly broke Lin Jiaojiao's clenched palm.
Just a glance...
But she was stunned in place.
A scalded circular wound appeared in front of everyone's eyes by surprise.
A discerning person can tell at a glance that it was burned with a cigarette butt!
"Why!"
Lin Jiaojiao's whole body seemed to be cramped, and she looked at Lin Hanxing with deep resentment in her eyes!
"Why are you doing this to me?"
Have her scars been laid bare in front of everyone, happy?
Why can Lin Xiaojiu be so arrogant and happy that she will be humiliated?
Why?
I saw Lin Hanxing sneered when he heard the words, and suddenly got up and walked to Lin Jiaojiao with a fierce slap in the face.
"What? Do you still have to pick a day to slap you in the face?"