Chapter 1115 Oh No! I’ve Been Discovered!

Yan Kejun is actually involved, and is the instigator arranging the workers’ strike!

Why?! Is it to get revenge on her and Lu Jihan?

Song Yinyin’s clear almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, an alarm rang in her heart, and she moved instinctively.

But with that movement, her knee accidentally kicked the door panel.

Bang—

"Who is it? Come in!"

Ding Yang shouted angrily.

Song Yinyin’s heart skipped a beat.

Damn! She’s been discovered!

She instinctively withdrew her phone and turned to run.

She had only one thought at that time, to keep the phone safe, not letting Ding Yang find out she had recorded video.

Passing a corner, she had a sudden idea and casually threw her phone into a nearby trash can.

Then, she hurried towards the place where Yan Xue was.

But being pregnant, she couldn’t run fast, and after a few steps, someone grabbed her collar from behind.

The person pulled her hard, and with a dizzying spin, Ding Yang grabbed her by the nape, turning her around.

Ding Yang saw it was Song Yinyin, was stunned for a few seconds, and then his expression changed.

"Oh, who was it? Turns out it’s Mrs. Lu, the Mainland Group’s president’s wife. What are you doing here eavesdropping?"

"I, I’m not, I was just passing by." Song Yinyin bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly.

The memory of being slapped by this man was still there, knowing he was a rascal, Song Yinyin was scared, but remembered to stay calm.

"It’s you?"

She pretended to just see Ding Yang, casually said, "What are you doing here?!"

Ding Yang squinted his sinister eyes, reached out in front of her, "Hand it over!"

"Hand over what?" She pretended not to understand.

"Don’t pretend with me! Did you secretly record just now? Where’s the phone, give me the phone! Give it to me now!"

Ding Yang said furiously, starting to tug at Song Yinyin’s clothes.

Song Yinyin was terrified and shouted, "Ah, help—"

But before she could shout the word ’help’, a disgusting big hand wrapped around her waist.

And Ding Yang’s other big hand suddenly covered her mouth, rendering her unable to cry out or ask for help.

As Song Yinyin’s expression changed dramatically, he suddenly exerted force, pulled her to him, and turned his body, dragging Song Yinyin into a dark, secluded corner.

Then, he pressed her against the white wall, pinning her between the wall and himself.

"Mmm... let go... mmm mmm... let..." Song Yinyin’s throat was choked, her eyes widened in panic, desperately slapping Ding Yang’s arms with both hands.

Ding Yang let out a low laugh, his eyes staring fiercely at her, spitting out a vicious threat through his teeth.

"Pretending to be confused with me? Aren’t you going to be honest and hand over the phone, or do you believe I won’t put a green hat on your husband right now!"

Boom—

She immediately understood what Ding Yang’s warning meant.

Before she could react, Ding Yang suddenly bowed his head, leaned close to her hair, and took a wanton and wicked sniff of the fragrance of her tresses, shamelessly teasing her.

"Mmm, although you are already a married woman, I’ve heard married women have a richer taste than ordinary women. How about letting me nourish the president’s wife, and let you taste what is true happiness."

Ding Yang spoke, his face showing a lewd expression, angering Song Yinyin until her face flushed red.