Dear Mr. Shi

From the beginning to the end, Song Qinghuan was not noisy or noisy, and his calm and relaxed expression made Shi Yuhan's eyes darker.

In the dimly lit car, her expression was a little fuzzy, and her thin, pale lips were pursed faintly, so that Chen Tian, ​​who was driving, turned on the lights, and he wanted to look at the documents.

But in fact, he read a word of the document, Yu Guang kept glancing at the slender and beautiful body beside him.

I hope she will stop being so lifeless and be able to carry her own sharp thorns like before, full of joy and vitality.

Song Qinghuan kept his head down playing with his mobile phone, occasionally looking out the window, just to keep out the cold when he was not looking, as if he had no interest in him at all.

She was browsing the lively gossip on Weibo, the latest hot gossip, of course, Xiao Xiao was changed roles today.

A bunch of Xiao Xiao's fans are scolding Mei Jun, saying they are fans, but they are actually the navy hired by Xiao Xiao and her agency.

They said that Xiao Xiao was replaced because of the ghost of the screenwriter Mei Jun. They said that Mei Jun and the boss slept, and then they quarreled with Xiao Xiao, and they would get Xiao Xiao away.

When Song Qinghuan saw it, he almost laughed. Damn, do these people who spread the scandal have any brains? How could they get the two of them together when Jun Mei didn't know him at all.

At first I just felt nonsense, but after reading the comments, it became more and more popular.

These people talked about things in a decent way. They also said that Mei Jun had two boats, got engaged for a novel, and went to sleep with investors.

They didn't say who the investor was. They probably knew that he couldn't afford to offend him. They only said that he was a sixty-year-old, extremely clever, fat-gutted old man.

Song Qinghuan couldn't help cursing when he saw the anger, and then called Mei Jun again to comfort her and tell her not to care.

Mei Jun said that she didn't care, only that her boyfriend was angry with the nonsense people on the Internet, and that she was looking for someone to hack the website and that she was coaxing her boyfriend.

When Song Qinghuan heard the words, he stopped saying much, did not disturb the young couple, and hung up with a few words of comfort.

After doing these things, she completely forgot that there was a time around to keep out the cold.

When the phone was hung up, Shi Yu Lengmo said, "Bring your phone."

From Yuhan's series of reactions, he seemed to know what, Song Qinghuan thought about it, and handed him the phone.

I don't know what he is going to do, but she doesn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

A gleam of cold light flashed through deep eyes, Shi Yuhan did not answer the phone, but said indifferently: "Open, Weibo."

Song Qinghuan frowned, glanced at him coldly, still silently opened Weibo, and then handed it to him.

Shi Yuhan accepted it gracefully, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, and gently touched Song Qinghuan's hand.

Song Qinghuan felt that there was a flame on his finger, it was very hot, and it was about to burn her.

She was shocked and quickly withdrew her hand.

However, Shi Yuhan has been calm, looking down at Weibo, his thin lips suddenly pressed tightly, his expression cold and solemn.

He directly used Song Qinghuan's cell phone to comment, and then threw the cell phone on Song Qinghuan coldly.

Song Qinghuan glanced sideways at him, looked down at his mobile phone, and read Shi Yuhan's comment: "If you maliciously fabricate and spread fictional facts, derogate others' personalities, and damage others' reputations, I will sue you in court. "

In such a short time, it was really fast, and Shi Yuhan was attacked.

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