Only then did Zhang Qingqing realize that the official Weibo post of the LIN Group had been posted. After opening the video, Zhang Qingqing could hardly believe her eyes.
It wasn’t real.
This wasn’t real!
Why would there be a camera in the room of the clubhouse?
Who Put the camera there?
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Zhang Qingqing smashed her phone!
The phone fell to the ground and the screen shattered.
At this moment, father Zhang rushed in from the outside and looked at Zhang Qingqing. He was so angry that his facial features were twisted. “I’ll ask you one last time. Whose is the bastard in your stomach?”
He never dreamed that Zhang Qingqing was the one who had orchestrated all of this.
He originally thought that although Zhang Qingqing had been kept as a mistress, at least her stomach was real.
Zhang Qingqing sat on the ground and cried.
“I’m asking you a question!”
“Her father, her father, calm down. What if there’s a misunderstanding?”Mother Zhang walked over from behind.
