Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng put the card in her hand and said softly.

"In addition to these compensations, they will also send an apology letter. You can log in to see it. If you still want your previous account, you can continue to use it. There will be no more black people looking for trouble."

Yan Rongrong was a little surprised. Her account has been used for several years. Although there is not much activity, it is still an old account. She was too scared to log in before, but now Mr. Si said that it is all right.

She hurried back to the room and took the phone over, and quickly logged in.

As soon as he entered the page, a message flashed inside.

"Little Yan Guagua, welcome back."

Yan Rongrong looked up at Si Boheng, clicked on it, and then her eyes widened.

Number of fans: [-]?

Si Boheng stretched out his hand and pulled her chair to her side, and lowered his head to look at Yan Rongrong's phone.

His face was almost resting on the hairy shoulders, and his hot breath could be felt on the neck.

Yan Rongrong's ears turned red, and she slid her finger on the phone screen. Si Boheng turned to look at her. Yan Rongrong became more nervous, and she could hear her heart beating wildly.

Xiao Wu of Xiaoyan's family: "Ahhh, Rongrong is online, people from Xiaoyan's family come and watch, Rongrong has finally appeared!"

"Ding ding ding..."

Yan Rongrong was startled by the sudden message notification sound, looked down, and saw that the number of her private messages was increasing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"2,5,7,12,56+"

Yan Rongrong looked at the red 99+, still in a state of confusion, what is going on?

"You just liked that comment."

Si Boheng's deep voice sounded in her ear, as if speaking to her ear, Yan Rongrong shrunk her neck subconsciously.

Si Boheng also tightened his grip on the chair, exhaled quietly, and said again.

"It's okay, these are your fans, you can interact with them occasionally."

fan?

"Why do I have fans?"

Si Boheng's eyes swept across her face, and then he typed Xiaoyanguaguayan into the search bar on her mobile phone screen with his fingers.

Yan Rongrong was a little speechless, who picked up this topic?

When I clicked in, there were actually several photos of her, including her original photo at school, wearing a school uniform, with a ponytail, and eating a pancake fruit in her hand.

With a bitter face, Yan Rongrong asked Si Boheng.

"Mr. Si, does this have anything to do with Mei?"

Her mouth is full of pancakes, her cheeks are bulging, she looks like a pig's head, and why does this photo appear on the Internet?

Si Boheng looked at it seriously.

"nice"

He tapped the screen with his slender fingers, and opened the comment section for Yan Rongrong.

"Hahaha, Xiaoyan Guagua is too real, what kind of cutie is this?"

"Hahaha, I really don't want to laugh, but I can't help it."

"I'm just curious, why does she stuff her mouth full of pancakes? Isn't it delicious to eat one bite at a time? No one is robbing her."

"Reply upstairs, people who chew slowly will never appreciate the aroma of us who eat big."

Looking at these comments, Yan Rongrong couldn't help laughing.

"It's great, no one said I look like a pig's head."

Si Boheng glanced at her speechlessly, then put his hand on her shoulder, and flipped the screen again.

Many of the photos below are of Chen Shiwan, wearing all kinds of dresses, elegant and elegant like a white swan, and the comments under the post are even more excessive.

Yan Rongrong couldn't hold back, and clicked in to take a look.

I found that there are her fans and some people who hate her, arguing with each other.

"Also, you're a hot search."

Si Boheng took a deep breath, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, he gently brushed Yan Rongrong's hair, sat up straight again, and smiled at Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong lowered her eyes and poked her fingers quickly on the screen.

Sure enough, hot search 28.

[Xiaoyan Guagua won the lawsuit against gangsters and was awarded 46 in compensation. 】

There is actually another article below.

[Apologize to black fans]

Yan Rongrong clicked in, and saw the posted apology letters. When she was about to open them, Si Boheng held her hand.

"Don't look at it, it's just perfunctory, just convince yourself."

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips.

"Okay. Then my account can continue to be used, right? Can I talk to others?"

Si Boheng smiled lightly.

"Of course, but you should tell Fang Cheng the password, and let her go up to take care of you occasionally, after all, you have fans now."

Yan Rongrong tilted her head to look at him.

"Then your account has more than 1000 million fans, do you often take care of it?"

"I?"

Si Boheng was slightly startled, then shook his head.

Yan Rongrong was helpless, well, Mr. Si is different.

Si Boheng held the handle of Yan Rongrong's chair, pushed it lightly, and pushed Yan Rongrong back to the original position. He sighed and continued to work.

He was working, and Yan Rongrong was sitting next to him looking at his phone. She read the private messages first, and then the fans' comments. She finally figured out why she had fans. These people either hated Chen Shiwan, or felt that Yan Rongrong was Chen Shiwan's fans bullied her online and sympathized with her. Of course, some of them really thought she was pretty and real.

Yan Rongrong was very helpless, well, in fact, she didn't have many real fans, she looked at Si Boheng, and wanted to ask if this situation still needs to be taken care of?But seeing that Si Boheng was busy, she didn't speak.

At 10:30, Si Boheng's cell phone rang, he picked it up to look at it, and stretched out his hand towards Yan Rongrong.

"cell phone"

Yan Rongrong didn't understand what was going on yet, but she was very honest and obediently handed over the phone.

Si Boheng put it aside.

"Go to shower and sleep"

"what?"

Yan Rongrong glanced at her mobile phone. She was only halfway through talking to a fan just now. The fan said that she had read a lot of Ba Zong novels and was about to recommend them to Yan Rongrong. was confiscated.

"Why are you standing there? Shall I wash it for you?"

As Si Boheng said, he actually stood up and hugged Yan Rongrong.

Yan Rongrong hurriedly tried to hide.

"No, I myself..."

Before he finished speaking, his body was suspended in the air. Si Boheng hugged her horizontally, walked out of the study, and went straight into the bathroom.

His face flushed red with shock.

"No, I... I can do it myself, I'll wash it, I'll wash it right away, you, you, you... Go ahead."

Seeing her stuttering and embarrassed appearance, Si Boheng chuckled lightly.

put her down.

"Just take a shower, don't sit in the bathtub, I'll get you clothes."

Si Boheng was afraid that Yan Rongrong would fall when she got up from the bathtub, so every time she took a bath in the bathtub, she would call Aunt Wen. Sometimes Si Boheng would come in, but he kept his eyes on and controlled himself. very good.