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    "There's nothing to talk about. It's embarrassing." Wang Baoyu said angrily.

    "Haha, you are often embarrassed. Whatever embarrassing things you say make me laugh too." Feng Chunling didn't understand what Wang Baoyu meant, so she hugged Wang Baoyu's waist and laughed.

    "We really lost someone. Tao Ran stayed in Tibet and will never come back." Wang Baoyu said sadly.

    "People are the state, let go when it's time to let go, unlike some people who always keep a fluke mentality. As everyone knows, the wind and water are turning, and the conspiracy will never last long." Feng Chunling said with profound meaning.

    Wang Baoyu knew that Feng Chunling was alluding to Cheng Xueman, so he turned around and went out without saying a word. Feng Chunling turned the prayer wheel and looked at his back with a smile.

    After being bored in the office for a long time, Wang Baoyu arranged for Zhen Youmei to find Cheng Xueman and asked with an unhappy look: "Xueman, who is that male netizen?"

    "I, I really don't know him." Cheng Xueman said.

    "How could he come to you if you don't know him? At this level, you are still lying." Wang Baoyu couldn't help but slapped the table hard.

    "Baoyu, I really don't know you. I've only contacted you a few times online and never met in person." Cheng Xueman argued.

    "Then why did you contact him?" Wang Baoyu asked coldly.

    "I, I just want to chat when I have nothing to do."

    "What are you talking about?"

    "No, it's nothing, just chatting." Cheng Xueman avoided Wang Baoyu's eyes with an unnatural expression.

    "How many times have I told you, I still can't help but show off online, and I don't know how to behave. Which man dares to want you." Wang Baoyu said angrily, and said that he wanted to marry him, but he was so dishonest behind his back. Fortunately, he didn't  If you marry her, you won't be able to clean this big shit out of your ass.

    "Baoyu, what do you want me to say before you can believe it? I haven't chatted with netizens for several years." Cheng Xueman cried again, wiping his tears with his dirty clothes. There happened to be a piece of mud on it, and it suddenly became  Painted face.

    "Okay, stop crying and being upset. When did you contact this person?" Wang Baoyu asked with a frown.

    "More than half a year ago." Cheng Xueman said.

    "You just said you haven't chatted for several years. You really have made it a habit to lie." Wang Baoyu said.

    "I, I, am not actually a netizen. He turned out to be an online seller, and I bought things from him." Cheng Xueman stammered and hurriedly explained.

    "What did you buy? You must have some impression of the shipping address." Wang Baoyu asked with a livid face. Just as Cheng Xueman was about to speak, Wang Baoyu patted the table again: "You must say you don't remember it again, Xue  Man, you are a liar and you never tell the truth.¡±

    Ah, Cheng Xueman shouted in pain, banged his head frantically, rushed over in a few steps, opened the window of Wang Baoyu's office, and said, "Baoyu, do I have to die before you will believe me?"  I was really wronged."

    Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t believe her little tricks. He pointed at the window and said, ¡°Jump, I will buy you the most expensive urn after you die.¡±

    Cheng Xueman was stunned, but still climbed to the window, looked back at Wang Baoyu and said miserably: "Baoyu, I have betrayed you after more than ten years of friendship, but I am really wronged in this matter. Take care, goodbye."

    Seeing that Cheng Xueman was really about to jump down, Wang Baoyu grabbed her in panic and pushed her down on the sofa. However, Cheng Xueman kept tossing her hands and feet and kept shouting that she was wronged.

    Zhen Youmei immediately ran in after hearing the sound, and held Cheng Xueman down together with Wang Baoyu. After a long time, Cheng Xueman walked out in a daze, looking like a moving body that had lost its soul.  .

    "Baoyu, is she okay?" Zhen Youmei asked the livid Wang Baoyu carefully.

    "She should be fine. By the way, there are 20,000 yuan here. Give it to her quietly and don't tell anyone else. Also, keep an eye on her when nothing happens." Wang Baoyu ordered.

    "Even if someone is killed, we can't be in Brother Chun Building." Zhen Youmei patted her chest fearfully and said, then walked out.

    Not long after, Zhen Youmei came back and said that Cheng Xueman would not accept it no matter what, saying that what she lacked was not money, but innocence.

    ¡°Alas, Wang Baoyu sighed again. Could it be that he had really wronged her? But the facts were right in front of him. Cheng Xueman had indeed concealed his relationship with the male netizen. If Cheng Xueman was released, it would definitely arouse public outrage.

    Wang Baoyu was so cruel that he put the matter aside for the time being. If this matter really had nothing to do with Cheng Xueman, sooner or later he would put things right and clear her name.

    A few days later, when getting off work, Wang Baoyu still couldn¡¯t help butHe went to take a sneak peek at Cheng Xueman. The corridor was already empty. Through the crack in the door of the cleaning staff's locker room, he caught a glimpse of his former lover.

    Cheng Xueman was still wearing cleaning clothes, sitting on the slippery ground in the corner, humming a sad tune with a blank look on her face, but there was something dangling in her hand that looked familiar.

    Isn't this the prayer wheel she got back from Tibet? She didn't expect Feng Chunling to give it to Cheng Xueman. What did she want to do, to make Cheng Xueman confess, or to deliberately slander her? I remember before leaving, Feng Chunling said  It was meant to be given to the sinful person, and it turned out to be Cheng Xueman.

    Wang Baoyu felt uncomfortable in her heart and almost shed tears. Even if Cheng Xueman made a huge mistake, she shouldn't be punished like this. Isn't this also a slap in the face?

    "Mom, I miss you. You left so early. My father had another woman and a biological son with her. How lonely it must be for my daughter to be left behind." Cheng Xueman murmured, with two lines of silent tears.  slipped down.

    No, we can no longer torture Cheng Xueman like this. Wang Baoyu opened the door with a huff, pulled her up and said, "Xueman, from today on, you should go home and rest, and don't do it again."

    "Mr. Feng will throw me into prison. She hates me." Cheng Xueman said calmly.

    "As long as I'm here, no one dares to touch you." Wang Baoyu said through gritted teeth.

    "Baoyu, I know you are the best to me, but I have failed you. I hate myself. If others can do this job, I can do it too. Let's wait until Mr. Feng lets me go." Cheng Xueman said, carrying the bucket  The mop went out and mopped the toilet one last time.

    "Why does she hate you so much? Is it because of our previous relationship?" Wang Baoyu roared.

    Cheng Xueman sighed and started cleaning silently. When she came out of the women's restroom again, Wang Baoyu said, "Go and wash up. I'll have dinner with you tonight."

    "No, don't come to me either. Mr. Feng said that if I don't work hard, I will clean the toilets on three floors." Cheng Xueman said.

    "Feng Chunling, you have gone too far. Even if I care about you, you cannot be so arrogant. Wang Baoyu walked away angrily and knocked on the door of Feng Chunling's room downstairs again.
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