Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1147 Not so annoying
As soon as these two videos came out, there was an uproar below. There were tens of thousands of comments on Weibo in the early hours of the morning, and now it has exceeded [-], and there is still an upward trend.

"Based on this momentum, there must be 20 comments." Fan Rou smacked her lips.

This is an exaggeration, is it comparable to a first-line star?

"Actually, if you don't want to be a designer in the future, you can consider selling your appearance." It's also good to rely on your appearance.

"You think too much. If I don't become a designer in the future, I can be a housewife and let my husband support me."

"That's right." Fan Rou's eyes were full of envy: "It would be nice to have a long-term meal ticket."

"I said, are we in a crooked building?" Didn't they come to see the reversal?How did it get here?

Most of the comments below were outrageous, blind, and embarrassing. Of course, some of them apologized to Jun Mohan.

Xia Shi's Weibo is more lively, oh, when will she have Weibo?For the convenience of breaking the news, people deliberately registered, can't they?
The latest one was a picture of my own injection that I posted last night, with the text on it: The doctor came for a review in the middle of the night and said that I had a fever and needed an IV drip. The happiness of others made me feel lonely.

The last sentence is very meaningful. There is wood.

Who is happy?Isn't it just her and Jun Mohan, the bitch and scumbag couple?

The messages before twelve o'clock last night were all like this:
Netizen 1: Hug:.

Netizen 2: Comfort:.

Netizen 3: Don't worry, there must be retribution for the bitch, and God will accept them sooner or later.

Today it becomes like this:
Netizen 1: You can climb the bed, why don't you go to the sky?

Netizen 2: He also said that others harmed you, so it's fine if you don't harm them.

Netizen 3: Papapa, slap in the face.

Netizen 4: Green tea bitch.

Netizen 5: White Lotus.

There are a lot of ditto below.

Ye Liran swiped around and felt that there was nothing to see, so she closed Weibo: "I'm going to embroider, take your time."

"Are you a lady of everyone? Do you still embroider?" Fan Rou looked at her in disbelief.

"I'm a wife from a rich family. Is it abnormal to know how to embroider?" Isn't it abnormal to not be able to embroider?
Well, Fan Rou was overwhelmed and said that she would come and watch.

Without giving Ye Liran a chance to refuse, she turned off the video and rushed over in half an hour.

Ye Liran's speed was far behind.

"Of course, I'm here." Seeing Ye Ranran, Fan Rou gave her a big hug.

Ye Liran's originally depressed mood immediately became full of sunshine.

It seems that she is not that annoying.

"Why do you always run towards me?" Are you not afraid of being discovered?

"Because you are the only one who cares about me." Fan Rou pointed at her finger: "You don't like me?"

"That's not true, just ask casually." After all, she was the only one who ran to her all day.

Ye Liran had very few friends. After Luo Qi went out, she no longer had such things as girlfriends. Although she was accompanied by Jun Mohan, she still felt lost occasionally.

If Fan Rou and she get along well, she doesn't mind making more friends.

Ye Liran was embroidering at the side, and Fan Rou moved a chair to watch, not to mention, she could sit still.

She embroidered for three hours, and she sat for three hours.

"Madam, the master wants you to go down to eat." The servant knocked on the door.

"Got it." Ye Liran put down what he was doing.

"I'm leaving." Fan Rou picked up the bag on the side.

(End of this chapter)