Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

"What do you do as an assistant? You don't report the problem to me as soon as you find it, and you help her hide it. She has a way out, do you have one?!"

"I don't want to either, it's...it's Sister Wanyu who threatened me with expulsion..."

In the Su's entertainment building, Su Wanyu's assistant followed Mike with an angry face, complaining incessantly.

As she expected, one night, public opinion fermented, and the other party took the right time to blend in with passers-by and netizens with precise rhythm, attacking Su Wanyu and using fans to attack amateurs, causing Wen Qingyue to be injured, causing the shopping mall to paralyze...

This series of hot search terms has already occupied the top of the hot search list, and there is a lot of curses in the square.

Mike paused, turned around and stared at the assistant angrily, "Then you are not afraid of being fired now? If her star career is ruined, who do you think you can be with?"

The assistant was speechless, trembling from being yelled at, and looked at him with red eyes.

Mike was full of anger, looking at her as a little girl, she was so pitiful, he couldn't get the words out of his mouth, sighed silently, and said earnestly: "Forget it, this is the end, I'm angry with you What's the use, don't follow me—"

As soon as the assistant heard what he said, tears burst into tears, "Ah? Mike, I was wrong, don't chase me away, I'm still relying on this job to eat, can you help me and the boss to plead for mercy... "

Mike frowned, "What are you thinking? I didn't want to fire you. I asked you to read Wanyu to make sure she wasn't affected by the things on the Internet."

The assistant froze, opened his mouth in a daze, tears were still streaming, and matched with his blank expression, it was a bit funny.

Mike pulled out the silk scarf in his breast pocket in disgust, and threw it on her face, "Take care of her, don't make any more monsters."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" The assistant tore off the silk scarf covering his face, only seeing Mike's back.

At this moment, the door of Su's house was surrounded by three circles inside and outside the media. The assistant sat in the car and looked at the group of reporters, feeling apprehensive.

How could she get in with so many people?

The assistant was afraid of alarming the media, so he didn't dare to drive the car in, and took out his mobile phone to call Su Wanyu.

"Hey, Miss Wanyu, you didn't go out at home, did you?"

"Do you think I can go out now?" Su Wanyu poured the red wine slowly, turned on the hands-free phone and threw it on the table.

The assistant choked on one sentence, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "It's good that you didn't come out. There are reporters at your door. Mike asked me to come and take care of you, but now I..."

"He asked you to monitor me, and still take care of me? My parents are here, and there are servants at home, do you need you to take care of me?" Su Wanyu interrupted her, very unceremoniously piercing her euphemism statement.

The assistant choked again, and Su Wanyu shook the wine glass lightly, and said, "Tell Mike that I won't respond to the news on the Internet, and let him rest assured that you will also take a few days off, and you will come back when the matter is resolved. Even if I don't work in the entertainment industry anymore, Su's Entertainment is still there, there are other artists that you can follow."

"Bah, bah, bah!" the assistant hurriedly said, "Miss Wanyu, don't curse yourself, this is not a big incident, when the situation subsides, everyone will understand that you are still the first sister in the circle, continue to shine!"

The assistant has been with her since her debut, and it has been five or six years, and she has feelings, and her voice is choked up as she talks.

Su Wanyu smiled, and was still moved in her heart, "I will definitely continue to shine, but this is not a reassurance for you, lest you feel uneasy when you are on vacation..."

After chatting for a few words, Su Wanyu took a sip of his wine and said, "Okay, hurry up and talk to Mike, don't disturb me enjoying life."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanyu stared at the phone screen in a daze, like a delicate doll who had suddenly lost her soul. After a while, those gloomy eyes moved and regained their color. With a silent sigh, she brought the wine glass to her lips , took a sip of the wine in the glass.

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The end of the year is approaching, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival has already flowed, but the hospital is still deserted, there are not many laughter, and the wards in the single room are even quieter.

Wen Qingyue sat on the hospital bed in a daze. She turned off the phone and threw it on the bedside table. At this moment, the screen lit up again. When a call came, she glanced at it but didn't answer it.

This morning, from the moment she opened her eyes, she was replying to those messages who came to care about her injury and feelings after seeing the trending searches.

After replying to the message, she threw the phone aside. She was really upset and didn't want to pay attention to anyone.

At around ten o'clock, the door of the ward was pushed open, and an energetic voice sounded, "Yueyue, I'm here!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Xiaoyuan also rushed to her bedside.

"Xiaoyuan, why are you here?" A bit of astonishment flashed across Wen Qingyue's face.

Fang Xiaoyuan put down the food box she was carrying, and while studying how to put the dining table on the bed, she replied: "Of course I have to come to see you when you are hospitalized. I asked my mother to make me a soup that is good for my bones in the morning." , you will drink more later."

After the voice fell, she set up the dining table, opened the food box, and put two dishes and one soup in one box, and placed them on the table one by one.

Wen Qingyue took the chopsticks, feeling a warm current flowing in her heart, "Thank you, Xiaoyuan, and thank Auntie for me."

Fang Xiaoyuan chuckled, "You're welcome, you are the best way to thank my mother if you eat more."

"Auntie is really good at cooking! This porridge is delicious!"

"That's right, my mother said that this porridge is made of mutton bone soup, which is good for bones. Besides, I also think my mother's craftsmanship is excellent, so I can open a restaurant, but unfortunately she thinks I'm coaxing her."

The two talked and laughed, but they didn't notice anyone approaching the door until there was a knock on the door.

The two looked at the door at the same time, Fang Xiaoyuan said in surprise, "Is there anyone else visiting?"

"My aunt who cooks." Wen Qingyue explained softly, and then said to the outside: "Come in!"

The aunt opened the door and came in, also carrying the food box in her hand. Seeing that there were other people in the ward, Wen Qingyue was also eating, she was startled, "Ma'am, have you... ate it?"

Wen Qingyue nodded, "Well, Auntie, it was hard work for you to make a trip. I didn't know you were coming, otherwise I would call you."

She didn't expect her aunt to bring food over.

The aunt said with a smile: "It's okay, it's the same to eat together."

As she spoke, she put the food box on the bedside table, opened it, and took a plate of stir-fried broccoli with shrimps, a bowl of beef bone soup...

Wen Qingyue saw that the small table in front of her became crowded, and hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't take it, put it away, I can't finish eating so much, don't waste it."

The aunt saw that there was no room for it on the dining table, so she had to stop and said, "It's okay, you can taste a few mouthfuls, Ma'am, these are what my husband asked me to do, and they are good for bone healing."

When Fu Han was mentioned, the expression on Wen Qingyue's face froze slightly, she drank the porridge without saying a word.