On the wedding night, I found out that my husband was a chaebol boss

Chapter 322: Asking for support?Does the rich woman pick her teeth?

This lunatic!

"No! Let me go! Qin Juan, you are worse than a pig or a dog! You have no human ethics! You monster!"

Qin Feng kept cursing, but he could only be incompetent and furious. Soon, he was stripped clean, lying on the ground huddled in a ball and shaking, tears of humiliation kept falling.

It looks like a big white pig that has been stripped and cleaned.

The clicking sounds of taking pictures kept coming.

Soon, Qin Juan held a mobile phone in his hand and coldly flipped through the photos inside.

The bodyguard's photography skills were very professional. Even though Qin Feng was dodging and dodging, he still managed to capture his face clearly, and even had a hint of a subtle, yet welcoming aura...

After a few glances, Qin Juan frowned in disgust at the white flesh all over the screen. He threw his phone on the coffee table as if he had thrown something dirty.

"Post these photos on his social platform. Don't let him touch his phone within an hour."

Taking out a tissue, Qin Juan lowered his cold eyes and wiped it with fingers one by one, his voice cold.

"If you dare to touch him, I'll cut off one of his fingers."

"After the fingers are broken, replace the toes!"

Qin Feng lay stiffly on the ground. After listening to Qin Juan's words, his shoulders shook even more violently, and goosebumps appeared layer by layer on his body.

One of the bodyguards was responsible for guarding Qin Feng, and the other began to send photos with text to Qin Feng's social platform.

Within 10 minutes, the number of comments soared to 999+.

[The male god actually posted a message! 】

[Husband finally remembered his account password, woo woo woo]

[When I die, I will offer my husband’s handsome picture and hang it on my tombstone! 】

But soon, the comments reversed -

[This is...the account has been hacked? 】

[Where is my husband’s eight-pack abs?Who is this white chicken? 】

[Looking for support?Just the bullet under his crotch, does the rich woman have to pick her teeth...]

……

How fanatical it was in the early stage, the overwhelming vile words were overwhelming in the later stage.

Qin Feng was rendered useless by Qin Juan in the Qin family. No matter how hard he tried, he could not compare with half a finger of his in terms of appearance, ability, or popularity.

As long as Qin Juan is around, everyone's eyes will be firmly fixed on him.

Until one time, Qin Feng posted a 300-million-dollar watch on a social platform, as well as a side view of his right hand that had been carefully posed for the most beautiful angle.

In just a few days, his account gained 10,000+ followers.

Countless people were screaming in his comment area, going crazy, and were so excited that they couldn't sleep for his every word or sentence.

Qin Feng's vanity was greatly satisfied. Behind the phone, he could make these people cry if he wanted them to cry, and he could make them laugh if he wanted to make these people laugh.

This feeling of manipulating and playing with other people's emotions at will made him feel in a daze that he had become Qin Jun and the emperor of China!
Aloof, inaccessible, the center of power, the winner at the top of the pyramid.

This feeling fascinated him.

Although not as good as Qin Juan, Qin Feng's background, family background, and starting point are far higher than [-]% of people in the world.

Coupled with careful management, his account has tens of millions of followers in just one month.

In the virtual world, he is a low-key rich second generation, with high education, high quality, high taste, superior appearance, superior height, knowledge and conversation, which are even more difficult to match.

Mysterious, powerful, noble, and the flower of the high mountains are his labels.

But now, everything is ruined.

【This is not true!You fake fans don’t deserve to like me at all. Someone must have stolen my account! 】

[That is, my brother is self-disciplined and spends two hours in the gym every day. How can he have a belly? The technique of p-picture is also too poor! 】

[How can a group of idiots who are led by the nose and set the pace like my brother? 】

Soon, many brainless fans and commentators appeared below. This group of brainless fans had extraordinary fighting power, and soon they began to change the direction of the situation.

The bodyguard looked in awe, glanced at Qin Feng who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, and continued to post photos to the comment area.

[Where did you learn this high-tech technique?New Oriental? 】

Ding.

+1 for nude photos.

[The hand speed in the P picture is pretty good. If my husband’s character wasn’t so stable, I would have almost believed it. 】Ding.

+1 for new nude photos.

[What’s the point of hiding one’s head and showing one’s tail?If you were really capable, could you take ten pictures per second? 】

Ding.

+10086 for new nude photos.

The comment section that was once rampant suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

Even if you are a real p-picture master, you cannot produce so many p-pictures in one second.

The most terrifying thing is that among so many pictures, not one of them is defective.

Even if I search the entire Internet, I can't find similar pictures.

There is only one explanation -

These photos are not p...

An hour later, the phone was back in Qin Feng's hand. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes and clicked on the screen with trembling hands.

The red dot kept vibrating, and the phone was jammed by the crazy influx of messages. He pursed his dry lips and tried to save the situation.

There are so many messages, even if they are hacking him, it shows that these fans are still on his homepage.

Deep in love and deep in hatred, Heizi is sometimes more fanatical, extreme and coaxing than his fans!
Qin Feng kept comforting himself in his heart, but when he clicked in, his pupils shrank suddenly and his heart dropped.

Those red dots were not comments and likes, but unfollow messages, and the number of fans dropped off a cliff!
"no no!!"

Qin Feng stared at the screen, his teeth chattering and his eyes ferocious.

He was completely destroyed by Qin Juan!

Qin Juan received the video of Qin Feng's collapse sent by the bodyguard. He just glanced at it and threw it aside in disgust, as if even his phone was stained with dirt.

The next day, he went to the hospital to see his aunt.

"President Qin."

The housekeeper was pouring water for Qin Xiaoxiao. When he heard the noise, he immediately bowed respectfully towards Qin Juan.

Qin Xiaoxiao, who was on the bed, frowned and looked pale. She glanced at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, showing no emotion.

"coming."

She was a beauty when she was young, with bright and majestic facial features, but she could not withstand the invasion of time. Now lying here like this, her thin facial features looked a bit more cold and sharp.

"How is the company? What actions is Qin Shangyu taking?"

"There's no movement for the time being. It seems to be quite peaceful."

Qin Juan's delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and sarcasm leaked from the ends of his eyes.

The two An Fen are a huge joke in themselves when used on Qin Shangyu.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

It's just such a small thing, there's no need to talk about it and upset my aunt.

Qin Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and said in a dull voice, "Maybe I stopped because I ran out of money."

The two chatted briefly about the company's projects. Seeing the look of fatigue on Qin Xiaoxiao's face, Qin Juan got up and left in time.

After standing in the corridor for a while, he slowly entered the elevator and went upstairs.

The office of Qin Xiaoxiao's attending physician.

Qin Juan knocked on the door casually. Dr. Chen looked up from the pile of medical records. When he saw the person, he stood up in a hurry and took a few steps to greet him. He even took a pen down with him. His expression was a little unnatural.

"Mr. Qin, why are you free to come here today?"

Qin Juan narrowed his eyes dangerously and sat down on the chair opposite him.

He is taller than the average person, with deep eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a straight and smooth profile. He makes a normal chair look three inches smaller.

Wearing a simple white lining and black pants, it is eye-catching and alienating, making people afraid to approach.

"How is aunt's health?"

"The chairman's current physical condition has not continued to deteriorate, but... it is not optimistic."

Dr. Chen's eyes flickered and he spoke forcefully.

(End of this chapter)