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"Buzz——" sound.

A harsh buzzing sound pierced through Song Ci's ears.

The pupils shrank violently, and Song Ci's finger bones holding the phone turned white.

Why?

Why does Meng Wan know this?

In order to create an "accidental encounter" with Zhu Yanzheng, she arranged for someone at Feishi International to pretend to cause trouble for her, which attracted Zhu Yanzheng's attention.

Song Ci had been looking for those gangsters for a long time, and she turned a few corners and transferred money to the personal accounts of those gangsters.

There will be no third party intervention in the whole process, and they will leave the city after taking the money and never come back.

The accounts used to transfer funds to them are all one-time use and will be destroyed immediately after the transfer. It should not be so easy to find the recipient.

Moreover, Song Ci discovered that it was not only the transfer records when he bribed the gangster when they first met.

There are also transfer records of Song Ci going to the mall alone and buying love potions.

Song Ci had always had one-way contact with the drug sellers, and rarely even communicated online. How did she find the evidence?

Song Ci was a little dizzy.

Frowning her brows, Song Ci quickly turned around in her mind, and her eyes moved accordingly.

No, not possible.

Even if Meng Wan really knew the truth, she would never be able to find out the evidence so easily.

The evidence before her was too detailed and clear, as if it was clear at a glance and deliberately meant for her to understand.

Her finger bones paused slightly, and Song Ci took a deep breath to suppress the deafening heartbeat.

At this time, you need to stay calm.

Finally regaining some sense, Song Ci looked at the chat interface with Meng Wan again.

It seems that starting from the engagement party, things began to go beyond her dreams and plans.

Meng Wan would indeed know her identity, but that should be after the engagement party.

It was as if the content in the dream that was not conducive to her had been brought forward.

Song Ci wasn't sure what went wrong.

If dreams are prophetic, then Meng Wan should not know his identity so early.

If dreams could be changed, then at least she couldn't accept her fate yet.

The finger stayed on the chat screen again, Song Ci edited the message and resent it.

[Song Ci]: What tricks do you want to use to frame me again?

Meng Wan replied quickly.

[Meng Wan]: Framed?Song Ci, the evidence is conclusive, do you think this is a false accusation?

[Meng Wan]: If my uncle finds out about the dirty things you did, he will never let you go easily.

[Song Ci]: If you were really sure that these evidences were true, you would have taken them to Zhu Yanzheng to file a complaint. Are you still here to negotiate terms with me?

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