I became the white moonlight of the male god

Zheng Zhili pondered for a few seconds before replying softly, "Concubine Yang."

"Buy! Big beauty! It was designed by Lili, so I will definitely buy it!" Rourou vowed.

Immediately, the finger began to slide down, and the screen came to the comment area.

Rourou originally wanted to see what netizens yearned for and commented on the skin, but she didn't expect it to be all the same...

"You earn so much money upstream, why can't you find a designer? Look for a third-rate designer who is a junior. I really have your design experience/smile jpg."

"Don't buy it, don't buy it, a skin designed by an assistant, what kind of good thing can it be?"

"Wake up upstream, don't be lowered by a trash woman, okay?"

"I'm speechless. What kind of benefits did that woman Zheng Zhili do to you? She wants to disgust us like this."

"..."

The more you slide down, the more cursing comes into your eyes, and the angry gentleness immediately bounced off the sofa, dropped the phone, pointed at the screen and yelled, "Damn, you are only mistresses, your whole family is mistresses, don't even if you have the ability Damn buy it, my mother will buy 1 and burn you to death."

On the other hand, Zheng Zhili also saw these remarks.

Although the upstream official blog has tried to reply to some good comments and brought them to the front row, but there are too many slanderers, and it still occupies most of the comments and forwarding pages.

Zheng Zhili still didn't expect such an effect today, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, and immediately fell into deep thought.

At this time, Wen Rou was full of anger, and picked up the mobile phone on the sofa again, and began to type hard.

That vicious look, one can tell at a glance that it is the rhythm of going to netizens to spat each other.

With a gentle mouth, one mouth is worth ten mouths, so it is natural to be able to scold happily.

Of course, the consequence of having a good time is... being reported by many people, and the account is gone.

"Damn it, do you think it's over if you report my old lady's account? My old lady has a lot of accounts." After finishing speaking angrily, Gentle opened the contact list, wanting to make a call.

It probably means to ask the old man's subordinates for help.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhili couldn't bear to stop her with a gentle voice, "Forget Rourou."

"How can this be counted?"

During the rebuttal, seeing that Zheng Zhili seemed to be editing some information, he couldn't bear to move over curiously.

A few minutes later, a Weibo was sent from Zheng Zhili.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zheng Zhili. I'm just a little transparent who has nothing to do with you. There's no need to affect my mood for me. It's not worth it. The year series skins are the result of the upstream staff's countless efforts to irrigate. I should deny everything due to my personal reasons, please pay more attention to the work, thank you!"

In just a few minutes, netizens picked up this Weibo and crawled along the network cable.

Dozens of comments, hundreds of comments, and finally thousands of comments.

"Why are you standing and standing? You feel so sorry for the upstream staff, why don't you get out and stay here?"

"That's right, I'm speechless."

"If you have the face, quit by yourself, otherwise, one day with you, the reputation of the upper reaches will be rotten!"

"..."

The public opinion didn't improve much, but the battlefield was shifted from the upstream official blog to Zheng Zhili's Weibo.

However, this is what Zheng Zhili expected.

Rather than continue to ferment in the official, it is better to let her be scolded alone, maybe it will pass after a long time.

Zheng Zhili forced a smile, put down the phone, and turned to comfort Wenrou next to her, "Rourou, are you hungry?"

Gently touched his stomach, "It's okay, I'm a little hungry."

"How about some food?" Zheng Zhili suggested.

"How?" Gentle puzzled.

Zheng Zhili thought hard for a while, and finally picked up the phone silently, "Forget it, let's order takeaway."

In order to avoid the situation of not being able to eat for several hours, and possibly going into a kitchen, order takeaway obediently.

How exaggerated the lethality of the two of them is, I still have a little self-knowledge.

"But I want to eat hot pot."

"Then order hot pot takeaway."

After reaching a consensus, the two people's minds drifted to the fat beef, duck intestines, hairy belly, shrimp slips and other ingredients, completely forgetting the bad words on Weibo.

It's true that everyone has their own views, one treats things indifferently, and the other is simple-minded and runs away.

In the afternoon, Yu Yi returned to the apartment.

As soon as you enter the door, you can't help being surprised by the scenery inside.

There was a mess at the other end of the dining table, and no one cleaned it up. The whole room was filled with the slow spicy smell of hot pot.Looking at the other side of the sofa, two women are fascinated by watching Korean idol dramas, laughing briskly.

Yu Yi couldn't help feeling a headache.

Fortunately, he was also worried that Zheng Zhili would feel depressed at home because of the public opinion on the Internet. Now it seems that it is true that he thought too much, and his life was not the slightest bit of joy.

Yu Yi sighed, silently took off his light gray suit jacket, walked to the dining table and began to tidy up.

However, his move didn't seem to attract the attention of those two heartless women.

Still half an hour later, Rourou remembered that she still had two uneaten pieces of hairy belly, turned her head and saw the empty table, and couldn't bear to exclaim, "Lili, our hot pot is gone!"

After hearing this, Zheng Zhili's gaze also turned around, facing Yu Yi who just came out of the bedroom after changing clothes, and was startled for a moment.

"When did you come back?"

Needless to say, he also cleaned the dining table.

"Just now." Yu Yi answered in a cool and magnetic voice while wearing his tie.

"It must be you who took my hairy belly away, I haven't eaten it yet." Rou Rou yelled with some dissatisfaction, and her expression was full of regret.

Seeing Yu Yi narrowing his eyes slightly, Zheng Zhili couldn't bear to laugh a few times, and explained, "We originally wanted to continue eating dinner, and we'll collect it after we're done."

However, an unexpected answer from the man came, "Mom just called to say that I'm going back to the old house for dinner tonight."

"Ah?" Zheng Zhili couldn't help being surprised, was it so sudden?

"Well, let's change clothes."

Zheng Zhili's astonished expression hadn't faded away, and the tenderness beside him asked eagerly, "Master Yu, can I also go to your house for dinner?"

The blame just now has vanished, leaving only hope.

"I can't." Yu Yi's deep peach eyes swept across the woman, and responded lightly.

After Wen Rou heard this, she changed her face instantly, and said with a cold snort, "If you don't go, you won't go, stingy."

"I won't play with you anymore. My mother has gone home. It's as if there is no good food in my house."

After finishing speaking, he flung his sleeves and left gently and arrogantly.

Under Yu Yi's gaze, Zheng Zhili obediently went back to the room, and changed into a smiling light blue long dress, which was extremely gentle.

The apartment is an hour's drive from the old house.

The door opened automatically, Yu Yi drove in, Zheng Zhili couldn't bear to lower the window to visit, it was her first time here.

Knowing that Yu's family is a wealthy family, they never expected it to be so luxurious, much more luxurious than the nouveau riche Wen's family.

Although, Zheng Zhili has inexplicable shares, and feels like he has become a wealthy person.