Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

night.

Jin Yuran cooks soup for her husband and also gives massages. Ye Yunqiu supports her very much in her career, "I hope you can continue to be in the showbiz, so that all the negative news can subside."

She is very relieved, with her husband's encouragement, she believes that it will be better in the future.

When the two were in love, the two little guys sneaked into their private room from time to time.

"Dad, Mom, are you two playing games again?" Yang Yang's little head lay on the edge of the door, and his little eyes looked into the bedroom.

Ye Yunqiu just wanted to throw Jin Yuran down, and then make another toss.

Disappointed to be disturbed by children.

"Yangyang, take Taotao to the room to play, don't disturb me and your mother doing business."

"Dad, do you still have to work in the room?"

He fooled the little guy, "Yes, Dad, I'm 'researching' with your mother to give you two a younger brother or younger sister."

Jin Yuran laughed, and she also said this to children, her cheeks blushed, and she said softly to the two babies, "Baby, you can find a nanny to play, and mother will make you cakes later okay?"

The two little devils happily ran back to their room.

Since the press conference was held, the negative comments on the Internet have disappeared. In the past few days, Jin Yuran's filming in the crew has been very smooth, and the scenes must be closely tracked and filmed, and they will be played while filming.

The public received rave reviews and the ratings rose steadily.

"Ran Ran, drink some coffee to refresh yourself."

Wen Mengxue came over with a cup of coffee. She has been filming all day, and it seems that today, as usual, she will not be able to call it a day until midnight.

Yuran took the coffee from Xiaoxue's hand and took a sip, "You go back to rest first, and I will go back by myself when work is over."

"How about that?"

Meng Xue worried about her safety.

"Yunqiu will come to pick me up at night, don't worry."

As a manager, you must be by your artist's side, Mengxue still didn't leave.

On the other side of the set, the enchanting figure muttered something in front of the director, and walked into the waiting room with her hips twisted.

"Did you see, I'm going to ruin Jin Yuran's reputation, I think she can stay in the crew for a few more days." Han Qiaoqiao sat on the chair, facing the vanity mirror, teasing Looking at her slender curly hair, she was triumphant.

The little assistant flattered her, "Yes, sister Qiaoqiao, you are amazing, how can Miss Jin compare to you."

This little assistant has a sweet mouth, Han Qiaoqiao is mean, and usually has a bad attitude towards the assistants below.

Everyone is obedient in front of her, and speaks ill of her behind her back.

Han Qiaoqiao laughed arrogantly, "Just wait, this year's Best Actress must be me."

outside the lounge.

Jin Yuran happened to come over and heard a conversation between Han Qiaoqiao and the little assistant at the door.

She was angry, but she didn't go in directly to quarrel with Qiaoqiao.

She took out the phone from her bag and clicked on the button to record video.

"Han Qiaoqiao, you speak bad things about me behind my back. I call it treating another person in the same way. Don't blame me..." Jin Yuran was hysterical, with a triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth.

Video recording is complete.

She put her phone back into her bag and walked straight into the lounge.

"Miss Jin?"

The little assistant who had just said bad things about Jin Yuran saw her, his face was pale, his hands were trembling, and he was a little at a loss.

"Han Qiaoqiao! Did you speak ill of me just now?" Yuran asked.

Han Qiaoqiao turned around and saw that it was her, got up from the chair disapprovingly, and pretended to be stupid, "What are you talking about, I didn't say anything, please don't find fault with me as soon as you see me, I know you don't like that gossip news I have lingering fears and dissatisfaction with me, that's what other young fans are willing to say, and it has nothing to do with me."

Slick tongue!

Jin Yuran glared at the stubborn Han Qiaoqiao, "I heard what you said just now, and you still want to quibble?"

"Did you hear that?" Qiaoqiao widened her eyes and was speechless for a while.

"I recorded your voice on my mobile phone, don't you want to be popular? I will help you."

"Give me your mobile phone!" Han Qiaoqiao's face turned gray charcoal when she heard it, and she was also afraid that the negative news would affect her own popularity and traffic, "I didn't say anything just now, you heard it wrong ..."

Misheard?
Jin Yuran could hear it clearly.

"I dare not admit what I said. You like fans to comment on you. I will fulfill your wish."

With that said, Jin Yuran turned her head to leave.

Qiaoqiao was in a hurry, and rushed up while stepping on stiletto heels a few inches high, grabbing Jin Yuran's arm to prevent her from leaving, while trying to unzip her bag and take out the phone by herself.

Jin Yuran was enraged by her shameless behavior.

She picked up a glass of water from the dressing table and splashed it on Han Qiaoqiao's face.

"what!"

With a scream, Han Qiaoqiao's face was covered with water, and then she let go.

Seeing this, the little assistant hurried over to hand a towel to his artist.

Qiaoqiao was furious and took it out on her assistant.

"Why are you here in a daze, I'm being bullied, why don't you come to help?! You don't have to come to work tomorrow!"

"Miss Han, I'm afraid that if you and Miss Jin quarrel, if you are caught by the paparazzi, there will be negative news..." The little assistant was frightened and nervously explained, "I'll clean it for you."

"Go away!"

Jin Yuran had already left, and she returned to her seat angrily and sat down without thinking about wiping the water on her face.

Less than an hour.

The video of gossiping behind the scenes was posted on the Internet.

All of a sudden, there was a wave of waves. Fans and melon-eaters happily posted comments on the page of the entertainment section, and turned their attention to Han Qiaoqiao.

"It turns out that Han Qiaoqiao is a white lotus. She is not good at acting and still framed Miss Jin behind her back. I'm really convinced."

"Everyone boycott her!"

"I suggest that the director ban such a characterless actor."

Wen Mengxue stood next to Jin Yuran with her mobile phone in her hand, happily giving her readers the bad comments from fans in the entertainment news.

Strangely, the number of fans on her official Weibo increased by millions of traffic in less than an hour, and her popularity suddenly increased a lot.

And Han Qiaoqiao, who was complaining in the lounge, saw the news, and her lungs burst with anger.

"Jin Yuran! It's yours! Did you really upload the video?"

She was so angry that she slapped her palm on the dressing table. The cosmetics and makeup tools on the dressing table fell to the ground, and the little assistant didn't dare to intervene.

Let me just say one more thing, I am afraid that Ms. Han will transfer her anger to herself, and if she is really fired, she will have no livelihood in the future.

Everyone is scolding Han Qiaoqiao for insulting other actors, bullying others because of her background.

"Yuran, why don't I tell Han Qiaoqiao not to use it for filming."