LRAB Page 110
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While netizens were chatting, Shanghai University also issued a statement.
First of all, the post is a fabrication, and the person who fabricated the rumor, Zhang Anren, has been taken away. Below are many photos of him being taken away.
As for Wu Yan's matter...
Shanghai University was initially unsure of what to say, but after receiving the video, they became more assertive and directly removed Wu Yan from the list based on previous allegations of questionable personal conduct.
Previously, this statement would likely have drawn considerable opposition.
But now...
Not a single person objected; everyone praised Shanghai University for doing a good job, and so on.
Inside a private room in a teahouse.
Wu Yan trembled violently, her body covered in cold sweat. Her face was pale and she was in a panic, showing no trace of her previous arrogance and haughtiness. She was terrified.
She held her phone, her hands trembling, as she watched messages flood her private messages with vulgar and offensive language.
"No...no..."
"How...how did they know?"
"The news is all fake, the video is photoshopped, photoshopped!"
Just then, Wu Yan's phone rang. She saw that it was her father calling. Wu Yan clicked to answer and heard his furious shouts and curses coming from the other end.
Wu Yan cried and explained, "Dad...Dad...it's not like that, it's fake."
"I didn't! Don't take my household registration book out of the country, Dad! Dad!"
Without giving Wu Yan a chance to explain, the other party hung up the phone. When Wu Yan tried to call back, she discovered that she had been blocked.
"Yes, WeChat, I'll send it via WeChat..."
Wu Yan hurriedly opened the software, wanting to send a message, but only saw a big exclamation mark.
Then she saw many people sending her messages, some even praising her skills, but when she responded to them one by one, she found that she had been blocked.
"Bang!"
Just then, several uniformed officers opened the door, looking at Wu Yan with unfriendly eyes, a hint of disgust and disdain in their gazes.
It's as if they're telling Wu Yan that it's disgusting to abandon being a proper Chinese citizen and instead fawn over black people.
However, being of good professional ethics, they did not say anything, but instead walked up to Wu Yan and said: "Ms. Wu Yan, you are suspected of treason. We need to take you away for investigation. Please come with us."
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"No...no..."
"Fake...."
Wu Yan shook her head blankly. She couldn't hear anything right now. The extreme fear had caused her to become somewhat mentally unstable.
Seeing her like this, the officer frowned and looked at his female colleague beside him: "I'm begging you."
"no problem!"
Meanwhile, the female officer had no qualms and simply dragged Wu Yan away.
At this moment, the leading officer walked up to Li Na and said, "Madam, because you just had contact with her alone, we may need you to come in and cooperate with an investigation."
Li Na nodded somewhat fearfully: "Okay...okay."
"Thank you for your cooperation."
"Ah."
.....
The whole world is talking about it, not just in China, but also abroad, with netizens all discussing it.
However, compared to Wu Yan, they were more concerned about who did it and how they were able to hack into the global network.
This has garnered a large following overseas, who hail the person who made this move as a god of the internet, an emperor of the internet...
Many fanatics revered him as a god.
oh....
It's worth mentioning that some shameless little Korean said that the god of the internet has their noble Korean blood flowing through his veins...
Um....
on the sofa.
Jiang Nansun wore a silver-blue silk nightgown, the flowing lines of which resembled a shattered galaxy on her body.
The neckline slipped down to her shoulders, revealing a small shadow in the hollow of her collarbone. The silk rippled with her breath, creating soft folds at her waist.
.... ..... ....
Curled up on the sofa, her skirt slid down her thighs, gleaming like mother-of-pearl.
A pair of bare feet rested on Shen Yan's thighs, swaying and bumping against each other, as if extending an invitation.
She was holding her phone, giggling incessantly: "Hehe, these people used to criticize me for abusing my power, and they were so sarcastic about how good it is to be rich."
"Now you've been proven wrong, haven't you?"
"Hmph! Chameleon~"
Jiang Nansun was overjoyed at the moment, holding her phone and commenting on everything. The overwhelming comments from earlier had almost suffocated her.
But now the sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and everything has become beautiful.
Many netizens are helping her criticize Wu Yan, and Professor Dong just told her that everything is unchanged, and in short, everything is developing in a positive direction.
Beside her, Shen Yan pouted and looked down at her playful, tender feet, her toes twitching incessantly.
He slapped her foot impatiently: "Foot."
"Hey, why did you hit me?"
Jiang Nansun pouted and looked at Shen Yan with dissatisfaction.
"Why are you putting your feet here? Be careful of athlete's foot."
"beriberi?"
Jiang Nansun picked up her tender feet and smelled them with a disbelieving look, then gave a coquettish snort: "I don't have athlete's foot, smell it if you don't believe me."
As she spoke, she stretched her foot out in front of Shen Yan, but he immediately swatted it away: "What are you sniffing for? I don't want a fungal infection. Besides, you didn't wash your feet when you came back."
Jiang Nansun pouted in dissatisfaction after being opened by Shen Yan, but did not refute his words.
However, his gaze shifted slightly downwards, and upon seeing a tent that had been erected, he immediately understood. He licked his lips, gave Shen Yan a mischievous smile, and said, "You wait."
After saying that, she got up and ran to the bathroom. All she heard was the sound of running water. Just as Shen Yan was wondering what was going on, she rushed into her bedroom.
A few minutes later, Jiang Nansun came out wearing a pair of flesh-colored stockings.
Her legs were encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings that clung perfectly to her skin, outlining the slender curves of her ankles.
Jiang Nansun walked over gracefully, then lay back down in her previous position, continuing to put her feet on Shen Yan's thighs.
Noticing Shen Yan staring at her, Jiang Nansun blushed, but still feigned arrogance and said, "Look, I'm putting my leg on yours, it's not for nothing, you can touch it as much as you want~"
"Um, that works too..."
Shen Yan didn't stand on ceremony and placed his hand on hers. He felt Jiang Nansun's delicate body tremble, as if she was a little nervous.
However, he didn't say anything and continued to deal with He Fanxing and the others.
Why is it called "coping"?
Because the incident involving Jiang Nansun had caused such a stir, He Fanxing and her friends, who were also internet enthusiasts, found the post and discovered that Shen Yan and Jiang Nansun were together...
Well, naturally, he received messages of greetings from the women.
In other words, the favorability rating didn't drop, otherwise Shen Yan would have had a real headache.
Just as he was getting into the conversation, he suddenly felt something crawling in the shadows on his lower abdomen. Looking down, he discovered that Jiang Nansun's small feet had somehow crept over to him.
He was shifting in and out, furtively untying his belt.
He gripped the belt cord with his thumb and pulled hard.
"So flexible?"
Seeing his belt unfastened, Shen Yan was somewhat surprised, and then, in his gaze, he saw Jiang Nansun's small feet slip inside.
"Hiss..." Xi.
087 We've fought side by side, made a resolution, and finally got our gun licenses.
at home.
Zhu Suosuo entered the room panting heavily. Without taking a break, she threw her handbag on the ground, changed her shoes, and called out to the room.
"Nan Sun, Nan Sun, are you there?!"
Zhu Suosuo kept searching for Jiang Nansun's figure, but when she saw that Jiang Nansun was not in the living room, she became even more anxious.
He immediately slipped on his slippers and went into the inner room.
She is now very worried that Jiang Nansun might do something drastic.
She learned about Jiang Nansun's situation online. When she learned that such a major event had occurred, she rushed back without even having time to ask for leave.
He kept thinking to himself, "Nan Sun, please don't do anything foolish."
Zhu Suosuo was very worried, and it was precisely because of this worry that she didn't notice a pair of men's shoes in the entryway.
As Zhu Suosuo walked not far from Jiang Nansun's bedroom, she paused, because she seemed to hear intermittent sounds.
The voice sounded familiar; she had sung like that to Shen Yan before.
"Wait... no way?"
Zhu Suosuo thought of a possibility and looked at Jiang Nansun's half-closed bedroom. She seemed to have guessed something.
Reason told her not to go there now.
But the door seemed to have some kind of attraction, drawing her closer and closer to the bedroom.