Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

How perverted it must be to be able to attack his own sister.

But Sang Rou wasn't surprised by this incident at all. Anyway, that person did few perverted things. In his bones, he was a very gloomy person.

"Anyway, hurry up and start the press conference. This time, we will make Sang Jiuqing unable to hold his head up again."

Sang Jiuqing couldn't lift her head anymore...

Wen Yan felt a little excited when he thought of this sentence, and squeezed the quilt tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his lips curled into a meaningful arc.

"do not worry."

Sang Rou raised her eyebrows and sat for a while before leaving the hospital wearing a hat and a mask.A large number of fans concerned about Wen Yan's condition had gathered at the entrance of the hospital, and of course there were also paparazzi who wanted to take something out.

In the eyes of netizens, the current Wen Yan is a victim of persecution by Sang Jiuqing, so everyone is even more disgusted with Sang Jiuqing.

Sang Jiuqing's Weibo has been hacked a long time ago, netizens scolded her as much as possible, so the number of comments on the few Weibo has been skyrocketing, like a thermometer that is suddenly placed outdoors in summer , there is a faint trend of breaking the table.

As for Sang Jiuqing, she never went out.

The door of the apartment was always surrounded by people, and the walls on both sides were sprayed with red paint every time, and a few bloody characters were resolutely reflected on the wall.

—— Sang Jiuqing, die!
The security guards on the walls of the neighborhood would clean them every day, but the next day, those words would be there again, filled with mad resentment, making everyone's scalp tingle.

A few days later, Wen Yan held a press conference, and he looked haggard, even wearing a medical suit, sitting in front of everyone with his thin body, his face pale.

This look is even more distressing.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wen Yan. Because of a series of things, I'm tired of the entertainment industry. The purpose of my press conference today is very simple. I just want to tell everyone that the water in this industry is too deep. Many stars are in the entertainment circle. He is a kind philanthropist in front of the public, but he is vicious behind the scenes. I am tired of living a life wearing a mask... But, the only thing I care about is my child. I don't mind getting pregnant out of marriage. Since he came In this world, it proves that we are destined, I never thought...in the end, we still couldn't keep him... woo woo..."

As Wen Yan spoke, he covered his face and began to cry bitterly, unable to utter a word. The despair and sadness made everyone's hearts tighten.

Everyone is even more disgusted with Sang Jiuqing now. Wen Yan didn't mention the name Sang Jiuqing the whole time, how kind, but Sang Jiuqing, who pushed away other people's children, became a coward.

"Miss Wen, Sang Jiuqing accidentally let you lose this child, do you hate her?"

"Miss Wen, did you quit the entertainment circle because the backer behind Sang Jiuqing threatened you?"

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone began to look forward to it. Didn't Sang Jiuqing admit that she relied on the unspoken rules, so there must be a gold master behind it.

Wen Yan knew that the gold master behind Sang Jiuqing was Young Master Bai, and as long as that person moved his lips, she could die without a burial, but it was terrible for a person to despair, so she was not afraid of being framed Sang Jiuqing.

"I don't know about this. Sang Jiuqing is a kind person. Maybe it was because she misunderstood me this time that she treated me like that. I... I don't blame her."

As Wen Yan spoke, his eyes turned red again, and the kind reporter immediately handed over the tissue, feeling a little unbearable in his heart, after all, he was also a mother, how could he not understand the pain of losing a child.

"Miss Wen, you are so kind. This time, Sang Jiuqing must give an explanation, otherwise the netizens will not let her go, and the law will not let her go."

"Yes, that is a human life. Even if you are willing to forgive her, we will not forgive her."

Wen Yan's heart was filled with joy, he didn't let her go, heh, it's best not to let her go!
Wen Yan's press conference undoubtedly pushed Sang Jiuqing into the abyss again. The scolding battle on the Internet, which had not yet subsided, entered another climax almost instantly.

An Hong looked at the news, her brows fell out of worry. There were already cigarette butts all over the ground. She turned off the computer irritably, looked up at the woman eating a fruit plate not far away, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Little ancestor, your mentality is quite good."

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyelids, so what if it's not good, this time she fell into someone's trap unprepared, how could she get over it so easily, it is estimated that there will be a lot of turmoil on the Internet for a long time.

She frowned, she couldn't just stay in the room as a coward for the rest of her life, but she couldn't find any clues about this matter, camera?Would it be easier to explain if there were cameras around?

Thinking of this, Sang Jiuqing felt a glimmer of hope in his heart, but even if there was a camera in that place, it would probably be a blind spot for vision, so he sighed at this thought.

However, Boluo City could not think of things that Sang Jiuqing could think of. Just reading and listening to Nan Shi's report, his face became darker and darker.

"Boss, that's all. At that time, the surrounding cameras didn't capture the scene of the two arguing, so they couldn't clear up Miss Sang."

This whitewashing is a difficult word to describe. To put it bluntly, the current Ms. Sang has become a coal ball. If she were an ordinary person, she would have to be mentally depressed, but I heard that Ms. Sang is still doing well. , the mental quality is really not ordinary strong.

"This time, the other party's calculations are very accurate, and they have avoided all monitoring, so there is no way to start."

Nan Shi frowned, if she didn't clean up, Miss Sang would be ruined.

Bo Luocheng's face was gloomy. If he made a move against Wen Yan now, the netizens with a clear mind would definitely blame Sang Jiuqing. After all, Sang Jiuqing had a backer in their view.

A smile suddenly flashed across Bo Luocheng's face, he leaned his back lightly, and rubbed his temples with his white fingertips, don't worry, when the dust settles on this matter, he will arrest the people behind him The woman played like a mouse.

"If I look again, I don't believe that there are so many surveillance cameras, and none of them will be photographed."

Nan Shi nodded, put the documents in his hand on the table, and was about to say something more, when he saw the office door was pushed open, and a wretched head poked in.

Yes, the current Sang Jiuqing looks very wretched in Nanshi. The hat of the sweater is pulled up high, covering the whole head, only a nice chin is exposed, and there seems to be a lot of things stuffed in the body. She looked bloated, and if she didn't have some understanding of her breath, she really wouldn't have recognized this person.

"You really worked hard to get out of the door."

The corners of Bo Luocheng's mouth twitched, and he straightened up from his chair in amused manner.

"Tsk, stop talking."

Sang Jiuqing pulled off his hat and glasses by the way, walked to the table in Boluo City, took a sip of the water on it.

Bo Luocheng pulled him into his arms, and frowned. How many clothes did he have to wear, as if he was hugging a quilt.

"Hey, now the apartment is full of people who want to kill me, why don't you pretend to be better."

Sang Jiuqing was hugged by Boluo City, without struggling, thinking of the post he saw on the Internet last night, what was it called—the anti-Sang Jiuqing organization.

It was filled with portraits of her, and some people said that she was a supernatural person, and if she got involved, it would be troublesome and bring misfortune. Looking at her in the middle of the night, her scalp was numb, and she was determined not to fall asleep again.

Bo Luocheng also noticed the dark circles under this person's eyes, and raised his eyebrows, thinking that she would not care, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his fingers began to feel dishonestly along the hem of the clothes.

As soon as I touched it, my face immediately turned black, and I couldn't feel the slippery flesh at all, except for the clothes or clothes.

With a coquettish smile on her face, Sang Jiuqing took out the hand that was still struggling in Boluo City, twitched the corner of her mouth, and made a playful voice.

"Don't touch it, you can't touch it."

The corners of Nan Shi's mouth twitched, the two of them were getting more and more careless about their flirting, they turned their legs and walked out of the office.

Bo Luocheng didn't mind either, he touched the other's face with his fingertips, and pressed his head into a deep kiss, entangled her tongue, and conquered the city without hesitation.

Sang Jiuqing softened all of a sudden, nestled in his arms like a kitten, raised her head and passively endured.

Bo Luocheng kissed enough, and then let go of the man with a sigh, hugged him for a while to calm down, there was a peachy color between his brows.

"It's a bit troublesome this time. Although there are surveillance cameras in those places, Wen Yan and you are located just to avoid any possibility of being photographed."

Sang Jiuqing frowned. She came here this time for this purpose, but Boluo City has already said so, which proves to be really troublesome. Sighing, she burrowed into his arms again.

Bo Luocheng raised her eyebrows very helpfully, and sure enough, once she asked him for something, this woman would be as honest as a cat.

"Master Bai, there is always another way, right? I'm an employee of your company, and you won't die without help, right?"

Sang Jiuqing blinked, and stroked the opponent's chest with her fingertips.

Bo Luocheng grabbed her fidgety hand on her chest, put it on her mouth and kissed it.

"If it's just employees, I won't help."

There are so many employees in Dynasty, if anyone dared to piss him off like this, he would probably be kicked out a long time ago, how could he sit here with such peace of mind.

Sang Jiuqing rolled her eyes and her voice was ambiguous.

"But I'm not only an employee, I'm also your pillow, your thigh pendant, your darling, baby~"

Bo Luocheng's heart trembled, goosebumps fell all over the floor, he was so angry and funny, he didn't even lose his face when he asked others for something.

"Sang Jiuqing, it seems that I still underestimated you."

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, acting every time, who wouldn't, as long as this incident is over, let's see how she plays with Wen Yan.

"Nan Shi has been looking for it, to see if there is anything missing. As for you, in order to ensure your safety, go to my place these few days."

Your place is the most insecure, okay?

Sang Jiuqing curled her lips, nodded and agreed, if she stayed in the apartment any longer, something would happen sooner or later.