Qin Muye took out his terminal and pulled up some photos to show her.
The photos were all of Yu Chenglan.
One showed him being kicked into a corner, his body twitching. Another showed him with several slap marks on his face, lunging forward in a rage only to be punched again. The most satisfying one was the last: Qin Muye had grabbed a trash can and shoved it over Yu Chenglan's head, burying him in garbage.
In the last photo, the large screen in the background was frozen on the scene of Yu Chenglan looking down on Jiang Qingli with contempt.
For the past twenty years, Yu Chenglan had always looked down on everyone else, believing himself to be of a higher class. Now, he had been kicked to the ground by someone even more noble, becoming the one being scrutinized and mocked.
'How ironic.'
Qin Muye had taken these photos to help her blow off some steam, but he hadn't expected her to pat his head instead of breaking into triumphant laughter.
