My first love with the boss

Mu Wan opened her eyes and couldn't sleep.

Simply opened the mobile microblog and entered Zongyi's home page.

Sure enough, I saw Zong Yi's reply: a series of things have happened recently, which has bothered everyone. I just wait for the result of the police. Please don't make unnecessary speculation, which will only hurt people's hearts.

I'm sorry for what happened this afternoon. I didn't communicate well with my fans. They were kind and didn't control their emotions. I'll be responsible for this. Thank you for your love for me. However, I'm not a person who advocates violence. Please write these words with me: refuse violence, I am willing to be gentle to the world.

Mu Wan put down her heart, and there was a strange emotion surging in her heart.

She was warmed by the line.

The comments and forwarding volume of this microblog are very high, reaching hundreds of thousands of forwarding and hundreds of thousands of comments.

Mu Wan opened a comment and made a popular comment. It was written by Zong Yi's agent:

Zong Yi is a very warm person.

He is careful, sensitive and kind.

This has something to do with his family. He is an orphan and grew up with his grandfather.

After grandpa died, no one could share his success and glory. Therefore, he treated his fans as his family. This incident hurt Zongyi deeply. He thanked the fans for their efforts, but he didn't want to let the fans have any damage.

Let's support him and encourage him in the way he likes.

He is willing to be gentle to the world and you are willing to be gentle to him. Refuse violence!

Below this comment are countless likes.

Next, there are as like as two peas in micro-blog: refuse violence, and I will be gentle with the world.

Mu Wan has a warm current surging in his heart, which shows that everyone's three views are very positive.

She saw the blood boiling, the corners of her eyes were wet, and silently and seriously made the sentence: refuse violence, I am willing to be gentle to the world.

After quitting this microblog, Mu Wan glanced at the upper left corner of his eye. He was surprised to see that Zong Yi's fans had risen, and they were growing at a rocket like rate every time they refreshed.

Zong Yi is blessed with misfortune!

She clenched her little fist tightly, and her heart was full of blessings: come on, Zongyi!

After reading Zong Yi's passionate microblog full of positive energy, she clicked into Mengtong's microblog again.

She didn't see Mengtong's microblog that her fans' personal behavior has nothing to do with her. It may have been deleted by Mengtong.

However, for such gossip, no matter how fast Mengtong deletes microblog, it is certainly not as fast as media coverage.

She searched the web page according to the keywords.

Sure enough, relevant news came out:

Mengtong shirked the responsibility to the fans and was scolded to delete the microblog

The head of Mengtong fan group announced his withdrawal

Mu Wan looked at one at will. The picture inside was the message deleted by Mengtong. It was similar to what Tang Yuanyuan said. She was relieved to see that it was all scolding Mengtong!

Put down your cell phone and go back to sleep!

……

the second day.

Mu Wan woke up naturally after sleeping. She picked up her cell phone and saw that it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She covered her face in frustration and sank into the bed.

Would it be too humiliating to stay in bed on the first day of being a guest at someone else's house?

She cheered up, got up quickly, washed, cleaned herself up and opened the door.

The moment she opened the door, she stopped immediately.

There is a pile of suitcases at the door.

Zhao Shushi came over from the other end of the corridor and showed a polite and decent smile: "good morning, Miss Mu!"

"Good morning, uncle Zhao, what is this...?"

"This is your luggage, which has been sorted out from your original residence, and has been handed over to the landlord. Do you have anything missing?"

Mu Wan was stunned.

Mo Jianxing said last night that he had someone deal with the matter and there would be results this morning.

She thought that what Mo Jianxing said was to explain clearly to the landlord and give her some time to find a house again. Unexpectedly, Mo Jianxing brought everything back directly.

Uncle Zhao looked at her stunned face and said with concern, "Miss mu, what's the matter with you?"

"Er! Nothing! Thank you!"

I've saved God.

"Is my stuff sorted out by the moving company?"

"It's a housekeeping company!" Uncle Zhao explained with a smile: "the young master's assistant found several women housekeeping from the housekeeping company to help sort out your things. After moving, clean up the sanitation by the way. The door has also been changed, which will not affect the landlord to rent again. The landlord is very satisfied."

It's really considerate.

Mo Jianxing did everything she should have done for her.

Mu Wan was a little silent. She owed more and more ink, and she was a little flustered.

"Thank you!"

Murmur sighed.

She soon straightened out her thinking. There was no big difference between moving away from her hometown and moving away from her own residence.

Jiang Ya already knows her original residence. It is not safe for her to continue living there. According to Jiang Ya's stubbornness, it is possible to splash paint for the second and third time.

She wouldn't be surprised if she spilled sulfuric acid on her one day, but her life would be ruined.

Jiang Ya is a real villain. She can't gamble her body and life. She is kind. She only took a day trip at her door that day and wrote those hurtful words on a whim.

Jiang Ya was premeditated.

She has a stubborn prejudice. She has no power to change it. Walking away is the only choice.

Mo gradually did nothing but advance what she had to do.

"Miss mu, shall I have these luggage moved to your room to be sorted out?" Uncle Zhao was meticulous. These luggage were put at the door, which made his desire to tidy up burst out.

"OK! Please!" Zhao Shu waved and a young man immediately moved everything into Mu Lan's room.

Soon after the things were moved, a maid in her forties came in and reached out to open the box and tidy up Mu Lan's luggage.

Mu Wan hurriedly stopped and said, "thank you. There's no need to unpack. After a while, I'll move away when I find the house. I don't have to unpack again."

Uncle Zhao paused a little and resumed his usual calm and elegance. "OK, Miss mu, the young master is waiting for you in the restaurant!"

"OK!" Mu Wan nodded and hurried to the restaurant.

In the restaurant.

Mo Jianxing is watching carefully with a newspaper.

Seeing Mu pull down, he pointed to the chair beside him. "Good morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. Mo!"

Mu Wan sat down and immediately a cook brought breakfast and put one in front of Mo Jianxing and her.

Mu Wan was stunned.

Mo Jianxing didn't have breakfast? She saw his table clean and thought he had eaten it.