Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

"If this group of people knew that Jiang Nanyan witnessed the live broadcast from beginning to end last night, would it blow up?" Turn off the cell phone, Jiang Fanxing a face of schadenfreude.

After a pause, he was not happy. "Everything I did this time was good, just a little bit thoughtless!"

"What's the point?"

"Jiang Nan Yan! She seems to have picked up a big bargain. " Jiang Fanxing was a little disappointed, "although she witnessed everything with her own eyes, she didn't do any actual harm after all! No, I have to think about something. "

"No real harm?" Huo Han Xiao held the corner of the mouth to smile for a while, "how can let her pick up cheap."

Jiang Fanxing puzzled to see to him, "how?"

Huo Hanxiao looked at the time and thought it was almost over.

So he picked up Jiang Fanxing's mobile phone, opened his microblog and took a look at the hot search.

Sure enough, they have come out.

"You see." He returned his cell phone to Jiang Fanxing.

Jiang Fanxing takes over with doubts, this opens, smiles.

The number one hot search is

#Jiang Nanyan, set up a bureau. She points in.

Introduction: a netizen revealed that Jiang Nanyan planned the incident. Because the Fu family is no longer the former Fu family, Jiang Nanyan wanted to terminate the engagement, so he designed the play himself and disclosed it to the reporter himself! Have mail IP address for proof!

The anonymous email received by the reporter and the sender's IP address are attached.

IP is Jiang Nanyan's apartment in Jinmao city.

"Real hammer! Jiang Nan Yan is very clever

"She wanted to marry a rich family, but it was a pity that the rich family fell down and her dream was broken."

"Compared with the four big families, the Fu family is a rich family. At most, they are upstarts!"

"Jiang Nanyan's mother is Xiao San. She made Xiao San herself. Now she's directing such a good play. She's really good!"

"Disgusting, how can there be such a dirty woman!"

"It's also bad luck for Fu Shengrui to have a girlfriend who doesn't have one!"

"I love Fu Shengrui for a second!"

"The fool upstairs, who earns three thousand a month, loves three million a month!"

"Nothing good!"

"Jiang Fanxing is really smart. He asked me for help long ago!"

"Jiang Nan Yan, get out of the entertainment circle!"

……

All of a sudden, the innocent Jiang Nan Yan was involved in the vortex.

It's a good trick to frame.

Jiang Fanxing is very satisfied.

"Where did you find such a good hacker? I didn't expect to use Jiang Nanyan's IP address to send an email to the reporter

Huo Hanxiao couldn't help but be happy with Jiang Fanxing's worship.

The moment is a little fluttering, "Huo Ye is not white call."

Shit!

Jiang Fanxing snorted, "yes, Lord Huo!"

"You are allowed to call your husband."

Her husband blurted out, and Huo Han was stunned.

Jiang Fanxing was also stunned, "..."

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became a little frozen.

Huo Hanxiao pulls the corners of his mouth and looks at Jiang Fanxing awkwardly. However, he looks forward to her calling these two words.

Jiang Fanxing wriggled at the corner of her mouth. Her husband was just at the corner of her mouth, but it seemed that there was an invisible force pulling her.

She can't say it.

Head down, away from his sight.

"I'm going to cook. You go out first."

Huo Han roared and turned to leave the kitchen.

Jiang Fanxing didn't resist looking up. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She thought Huo Hanxiao's back was very desolate.

Huo Hanxiao went back to his bedroom and sat down on the sofa. His tall body sank into the soft sofa.

He had been holding his hand on his forehead, and his dark eyes were filled with uncontrollable pain and despair.

All these years

He's been waiting for so many years

So much

But not in exchange for her once open heart.

He knew that what happened four years ago hit her too hard, and that the death of the little star made her close to everyone.

But he decided to wait.

Wait patiently for her to open up.

But now, his waiting seems to have failed.