Chapter 656 Sister, You Won

He Juncheng was beaten to the point of staring at the stars, and it took him a long time to regain his senses. He covered his nose, which was starting to bleed, and roared loudly, "Ye Mufan, you are crazy!"

Ye Mufan approached step by step gloomily, "Is there anything more crazy, do you want to try it?"

He Juncheng looked horrified, "You...what are you trying to do? Don't mess around! Ah...what are you doing!"

He Juncheng is a little white-faced, but Ye Mufan has been fighting since childhood. He Juncheng is not his opponent at all.

"Ye Mufan! Let me go, think about the consequences!"

Ye Mufan ignored He Juncheng's yelling, took out his phone, and threw it away, then lifted him up the mountain like a chicken.

In the end, Ye Mufan took He Juncheng as a sack and threw it into the middle of a mausoleum, "Director He, enjoy this night!"

He Juncheng glanced at the dense piles of graves around him, goosebumps arose, and his voice broke with fright, "Fuck! Let me go! Let me go! Ye Mufan! I fuck your mother—"

Now he finally knew why Ye Mufan wanted to meet at this place, but it was too late.

Ye Mufan put his head behind his hands, under the moonlight above his head, listening to He Juncheng's roar, he went down the mountain leisurely.

"Ye Mufan! You bastard!"

"Help...help...is there anyone..."

"Come on someone!"

He Juncheng had been screaming like this all night, but in the middle of the night, there were almost ghosts in this grave, how could there be anyone.

...

After returning, Ye Mufan slept until he woke up naturally, his skin was smooth and supple, and he came to the company in a good mood.

As soon as I arrived at the office, I heard a few colleagues gossip about something there.

"I'm going! It's real or fake, it's He Juncheng? The modeling director of Juxing Entertainment, He Juncheng?"

"The face is very clear, he is right!"

"Who did he offend? He was tied up and thrown into the grave!"

...

"What are you talking about?" Ye Mufan seemed to hear He Juncheng's name vaguely, so he walked over.

"Director Felix!"

"Morning Director!"

"We're talking about a popular post on Weibo this morning. Someone went to Longqianshan early in the morning to sweep the grave and saw a man tied up and thrown into the grave. The passersby were so frightened that they thought they were ghosts. They took a photo and posted it online. , As a result, some netizens found that the man turned out to be He Juncheng of Juxing Media, do you think it is strange?"

Ye Mufan raised his brows slightly and said without changing his face, "Well, it's quite strange."

At this moment, Ye Mufan's phone rang, indicating that Ye Wanwan had called.

The leisurely look on Ye Mufan's face suddenly turned nervous, he hurried to the bathroom, and picked it up carefully, "Hey, Wanwan..."

Ye Wanwan's tone was indeed not very good, and she said straight to the point, "What did you do about He Juncheng?"

Done! It was indeed found.

Ye Mufan felt guilty and stammered, "What, little sister, you...don't be angry, I will never be impulsive or chaotic in the future..."

"Why don't you take off his clothes and then tie them up? Also, don't you think it would be better to throw them at the gate of the headquarters of the Imperial Capital Fashion Management Association?" Ye Wanwan said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone on the other end of the phone.

"Uh..." Ye Mufan's words were suddenly choked back.

Sister, you won...