You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 522 The person behind the distribution of the photos
In the booth in the corner of the cafe, Xue Ling looked at the strange man opposite her: "You are the one who asked me out?"

The man was very young, about 24 or 25 years old, wearing a casual hoodie. He looked at her, who had half her face wrapped in a scarf and was wearing glasses, and smiled, "Why are you in such a hurry? Order a cup of coffee first."

Xue Ling took off her glasses: "Do you know who did this?"

She received a strange phone call this morning, asking her if she wanted to know who distributed the photos. She shouldn't expose them to the public, but she wanted to know who harmed her, so she came for the appointment.

The man glanced at her anxiously, raised his lips and said nothing, called the waiter to order a cup of coffee, then looked at her: "What do you want to drink?"

As soon as the waiter came over, Xue Ling tilted her head to the side, with her back to the waiter. When she heard the man ask her what she wanted to drink, she lowered her voice and said, "Whatever."

Seeing her like this, the man smiled and looked at the waiter: "She is the same as me."

After the waiter left, Xue Ling looked at the man opposite her: "Can you tell me now?"

The man took out a few photos. Xue Ling reached out to take them, but the man's hand retracted and she missed. The man said slowly, "Two hundred thousand."

Xue Ling frowned: "How do I know if the evidence you gave me is true?"

"I'm a reporter from Ruizhi Magazine. I was there on the day of the engagement party. I took the photo in the back garden by accident. I have to get paid for taking such a big risk." The man looked at her timidly looking around the cafe, afraid of being recognized. He just found it funny. "That person is someone you would never expect."

Last night Xue Jie's secretary said that he had informed the media, but it was still reported today.

Xue Ling was angry and wanted to know who did all this, which made her afraid to go out openly. However, given Xue's current situation, two hundred thousand was not a small sum: "I don't have that much money."

"If that's the case, then we can't do this deal." The man spread his hands, crossed his chest and leaned back in his chair, smiling indifferently, "It doesn't matter to me, but it's very important to you, Miss Xue. You have to think it through."

The waiter brought the coffee. Xue Ling didn't pay attention to what he ordered. She frowned at the coffee in front of her. What she hated most was latte.

The man stirred the coffee, took a sip and said, "If Miss Xue still doesn't want to pay, then we can drink this cup of coffee and go our separate ways."

Xue Ling propped one hand on the coffee table and grabbed his collar with the other hand across the table, staring at him coldly: "Tell me, who distributed those photos?"

The man put down the coffee in his hand, not showing any fear towards her threat, and raised his light eyebrows slightly with a bit of arrogant provocation.

Xue Ling tightened her grip on his collar, then finally let go powerlessly: "Okay, I'll give it to you now."

She sat down again and took out her cell phone from her bag. The man told her his bank account number. A minute later, the man received a deposit notification on his phone. He smiled with satisfaction and handed all the photos he brought to Xue Ling.

Xue Fen flipped through the photos one by one, and in the photo, He Jiashan and a man in a maroon striped suit were standing face to face.

One of the photos shows He Jiashan handing a cowhide bag to the man opposite, and another shows a young man taking out a stack of photos from the cowhide bag.

(End of this chapter)