Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

She is an 18 line, usually send photos and publicity, and her fans are so pitiful that tens of thousands of them.

Well, most of them rose when they were black.

But the moment she cut back to the large

She was completely stunned by a string of red marks.

The scene was even more spectacular than when she was black before.

"Sister Qing, how could this happen?" Gu zhixia looked at the surge of fans and couldn't believe his eyes.

Although the video of interaction with Lu QianChuan is out, it will not increase so fast.

Unless

Gu zhixia thought so, and his eyes fell on Song Qing.

"Before you attended the birthday party, I found out who hacked you on the Internet," Song Qing said, sitting next to Gu zhixia. "This time, we can be regarded as reciprocity."

Gu knew that Xia eyebrow tip picked up and turned to look at Song Qing, "you mean that the person who blacked me at that time was Yunke?"

There should be no deep hatred between them

Song Qing nodded. "After I blacked you, I hired a navy to raise my value. Now I deserve to be besieged."

Deserve it

Gu zhixia couldn't help laughing, "it seems that Yunke is busy this time..."

At that time, sitting in the nanny car and waiting for a while, Yunke was so angry that his face was blue.

She tried her best to accompany Tan Qi all night and finally made him promise to cut more scenes for her. And prepared a lot of water troops in advance, just waiting for the microblog to be red.

But before long, Lu QianChuan's fans jumped out to black her!

"Oh? Say I don't know where I came from, loaded with kind white lotus?" Yunke held his mobile phone and looked at the comments, his hands trembling.

The assistant sitting opposite was also embarrassed.

"Sister Ke, let's not watch it?" the assistant worried that Yunke's temper would come out if he watched it again, and the advertising shooting would be affected in a while. "There will be an advertisement later."

But her reminder made Yunke more angry.

How much did she pay for so many shots?!

Seeing that you will be popular soon, you don't have to shoot this tired advertisement with little endorsement fee, but you have to kill Cheng Yaojin halfway!

"Don't mention advertising to me!" Yunke glared at his assistant. "Get me the Navy right away and put down what these people say!"

"I'm an 18 line actor. Where do I get so many shots? Rush for shots? Oh, no matter how popular their masters are, they don't have many shots. I get the shots by my own ability. What qualifications do they have to call here?"

Yunke was very angry, but there was another urging sound of advertising in her ear. She simply threw her mobile phone directly to her assistant.

"Bang!" the door of the nanny car closed directly.

Although Yunke invited another wave of water army and the brokerage company also came to suppress those black material scolding comments, it still couldn't stop the madness of Lu QianChuan's fans.

In the evening, Yunke had been blacked out to a new height.

Seeing the situation getting worse, Yunke really couldn't sit still.

"Sister Yunke, since you are a crew with Lu QianChuan, why don't you talk to him and ask him to make a statement on his microblog?"

Seeing Yunke's ugly face, the little assistant massaged her arm and whispered a suggestion.

Yunke was stunned and turned to look at the little assistant. "What did you say just now?"

"I......" the little assistant thought Yunke thought she was talkative, so he quickly changed his words, "sister Yunke, I'm just talking..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Halfway through the little assistant's words, Yunke took over.

At that time, he was so angry that he completely forgot Lu QianChuan, a living man.

They have a crew. Even for the sake of the new play, he will help clarify it

Yunke thought of this and directly opened the crew's address book, but Lu QianChuan's column only had his agent's time phone.

After hesitating again and again, Yunke called.

"Hello, hello." the phone was connected shortly after it was dialed.

Time has a gentle voice, which makes people particularly comfortable.

"Hello, I'm Yunke from the crew of Quan se. I have something to ask Lu QianChuan. I don't know if it's convenient for him..."

"Not very convenient." before Yunke finished her words, time immediately understood her intention.

Almost without any hesitation, time refused Yunke's request.

"Miss Yunke, Lu QianChuan of our family never likes to ask about other people's private affairs. Even if I promise, he won't do such things."

"But I haven't said anything yet. What if he is willing to help?" Yunke's voice raised a few points and his voice trembled.

Now Lu QianChuan's fans besieged her so fiercely that he helped to stop it. Is that all right?

There was a pause at the other end of the time, "Miss Yun, the fans' affairs belong to personal behavior. We can't predict and can't stop them. Good luck."

With that, time hung up the phone directly.

He leaned back on the sofa and sighed. Then he put his cell phone aside.

"What? Yunke called?" Lu QianChuan leaned against the billiard table, holding the club in one hand.

He glanced at the time, bowed and pointed his club at the white ball.

"Pa!" a ball went into the hole.

Time listened to the sound, raised his eyes and glanced at Lu QianChuan, "who else can there be except her?"

Then time sighed again, "you really don't want to help her microblog?"

If Aidou helps explain, fans will at least be more rational.

"Why should I help her?" Lu QianChuan didn't answer the question, turned his head and looked at time. "Why? Your heart is soft?"

“……”

If time was too lazy to go back to Lu QianChuan, he simply stared at him for a few seconds before opening his mouth again, "usually you are not like this. Is it difficult to take care of Xia?"

Sure enough, as soon as the name opened, the ball Lu QianChuan had aimed at was instantly empty.

"I'll help that stupid woman?" Lu QianChuan snorted coldly. "If sister Qing hadn't asked me, I wouldn't help that stupid woman. She was also stupid when she was framed."

Time nodded with an understanding look, "there are so many origins in the middle. No wonder you are so cruel to Yunke."

"I said no!"

"Yes, you're right!"

“……”

It was dusky in the evening, and it didn't take long for a light rain to fall.

The lights were on early in the morning in the office on the 22nd floor of Shanda group.

"Sir, the old lady called today and wanted to invite you home for dinner." Ye Qing put the document in her hand on the table and reminded Yan Sihan.

"Would you like to make an appointment with Miss Gu now?"

He still remembers that Yan Sihan said he would take Gu zhixia home.

He just found out that Gu zhixia didn't have any work tonight.

Yan sixhan was silent. After half a ring, he looked up and glanced at Ye Qing, "should I formally propose?"