停顿了下，夏乔的声音很低，夹杂着无奈：“他们不仅打了人，还拍了照片，当时我还纳闷为什么要拍照，现在才觉得不对劲。四哥，我们这案子就跟袁家有关，这照片迟早有曝出来的那天，你想想怎么办吧。”                                                                                蒋慕承感到心口钝钝的发疼，“你现在就来我家！”                                                                                “为什么呀？”                                                                                “把你知道的所有细节，全部说给我。”                                                                                夏乔打了个哈欠，“我困了，明天呗，去你家多不合适，被苏韵知道，还以为我去宣誓主权的呢。”                                                                                “夏乔，别让我说第二遍！”                                                                                “你就是说三遍我也不会过去！我也有原则有骨气的好不好？怎么能任你召之即来挥之即去！再说，我现在在天津，赶到你那里要两三个小时，我脑子又没坏！”                                                                                那一刻，他爆发了，他鲜少动怒，只有苏韵的事，一而再的让他失控。                                                                                他突然发飙：“夏乔，你特妈的再给我叽叽歪歪，你就滚的远远的！三个小时后我要是还没看到你，后果自负！”                                                                                蒋慕承挂上电话后，心口压制不住的起伏，五年前，他不知道的，她到底还经历过什么。谁逼迫她的？她又怎么会乖乖听话？                                                                                是因为苏世凯的案子吗？                                                                                还是另有隐情？                                                                                蒋慕承又在露台上抽了几支烟，心里的疼痛感才稍微释放了一点。