Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Hu Li so a dozen, now everyone knows what happened.

A married man seduced by LAN Xin'er!

The news is so hot!

Looking at the chaos, Ji Nanchu raised his frown. Although Fu Shimo is not a girl, he is also a cleanliness addict. It doesn't matter now, or is he so indifferent when he sees someone similar to Su Xin?

Guess just rise, be pressed down at the beginning of season south.

As for LAN Xin'er, she seems to be confused by Hu Li, and she only wants to hide.

But of course, the reporter will not let her go, scrambling to stretch out the microphone to blue heart to explain.

Just so noble personality set up a flag, so soon was beaten in the face, or in the case of so many people were stripped off the noble coat, exposed in front of the camera.

The next second, I'm afraid the blue heart will become a hot search "Wow!" Hu Li, who was just fierce, suddenly became a victim, with tears and a runny nose: "I'm also a shameful person. Can I come here without any evidence?"

As soon as Hu Li said this, everyone's eyes lit up, waiting for Hu Li to come up with evidence.

"This is the photo, and the video of their room!" Hu Li throws out the enlarged version of the photo, which is a bed photo of Bai Huahua. In the photo, the boss of Xinzheng is half a face, but LAN xiner has several close ups.

There was also evidence, along with the video, and the reporter immediately put on the big screen.

The scene is even more chaotic. All the microphones are pointing at blue heart.

"Miss LAN, can you explain what's going on?"

"When did you seduce a married man?"

"Mr. Fu, your red themed films are positive and hard-working, but now your heroine is a junior. What's your response to this? As Mrs. Fu said just now, is there cheating media? "

One after another, there are also aggressive questions from reporters. LAN Xin'er, who is unprepared, doesn't know how to respond and wants to hide from Fu Shimo. However, Fu Shimo, who has always hated this kind of chaos, naturally won't participate.

All of a sudden, the lonely blue heart son finally broke down crying out, want to refuse to answer the reporter's question.

Fu Shimo, who was already impatient, frowned even tighter. Ji Nanchu took back her eyes and said too much to lose. As the gossip hero, she knew that Fu Shimo would not do anything at this time.

Ji Nanchu thought about it and whispered to Julie: "you ask Qin Lang to find bodyguards to stop these reporters, let them all retreat, let the people in the public relations department immediately suppress the news, at all costs."

Ji Nanchu's fierce action to deal with everything, even back to the backstage lounge.

Ji Nanchu is really a little upset about this matter. On the surface, it's just a bloody thing that was supposed to play junior high. In fact, it involves the heroine of this new movie.

It's easy to imagine how troublesome it is to make such news when you turn on the computer.

Ji Nanchu walked into the backstage and saw Fu Shimo sitting on the sofa with long legs on the coffee table, arms in one hand and cigarettes in the other.

Smoke ring layer upon layer of drift, men's eyes gradually exposed.

Such Fu Shimo, with a shallow uninhibited indifference, like a wild wolf ready to go, with a wild charm.

Ji Nanchu looked around but didn't see LAN Xin'er. He could only ask Fu Shimo, "where is LAN Xin'er?"

Fu Shimo, who had already seen Ji Nanchu, was looking at her. Ji Nanchu, who was wearing a chiffon skirt, was supposed to be delicate and charming, but now she was able and sharp, with a strong momentum.

However, Ji Nanchu is really vigorous and resolute. In a few words, he arranged for them to retreat behind the scenes, and then stopped the hot search on the Internet. Now, in just ten minutes, he has already dealt with the noisy people outside.

It has to be said that Ji Nanchu's response strategy is very beautiful, which is worthy of Fu's general manager of public relations department.

Fu Shimo lowered his eyes and looked at half of the smoke burned in his hand. No, Ji Nanchu was not only good at public relations, but also very clever at scheming. Otherwise, three years ago, how could he have climbed up to Mrs. Fu's position from a notorious down and out celebrity?

Otherwise, how did she force Su Xin to still have no trace?

"It's amazing. I really admire Mr. Ji's acting skills. It's really a loss if you don't become an actor." Fu Shimo flicked the ashes, took back his long legs, and looked at Ji Nanchu with a disdainful face: "the director has successfully revenged his heart after such a play. At this time, he comes to be a good man again. Ji Nanchu, are you happy now?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Ji Nanchu knew that Fu Shimo didn't believe it, but she explained it.

Sure enough, Fu Shimo laughed on the spot, but his smile was full of irony.

"I heard that three years ago, so you don't have to pretend to be innocent here. In my opinion, it's just hypocrisy."

Fu Shimo looks at Ji Nanchu like ice dregs in his eyes. His voice is sharp and cold. His voice is very gentle, but it gives people a deadly sharp.

Ji Nanchu didn't respond and shrugged: "I may not be a good man, but I cherish my own achievements. I won't do this kind of thing that will hurt the enemy by 800 and hurt myself by 1000."

"Besides, LAN Xin'er is not the first woman of general manager Fu, let alone the last one. Such an opponent is not worth my revenge, isn't it?"

Fu Shimo's black eyes narrowed, and a ray of dangerous light burst out from his eyes: "at the beginning of Ji Nanchu, you know the situation very well. Why do you think that your heart will not be the last one?"

It's a reasonable explanation. In Fu Shimo's eyes, it's just sophistry. Ji Nanchu sips his lips and doesn't intend to speak.

Fu Shimo's sharp sword eyebrows are tightly wrinkled again. Anger is brewing in his deep black eyes, just like a volcano that has been ready for a long time. It is about to gush out from his eyes.

At this time, Fu Shimo's mobile phone rings, which also suppresses his anger on the edge.

Fu Shimo took out his mobile phone, but just took a look at it, and then he hung up impatiently.

The light of mobile phone shines on Fu Shimo's face, adding a thick shadow to his face.

As soon as his phone stopped, Ji Nanchu's mobile phone rang.