Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

When the skin turned red, I realized that I felt pain.

"Hi~"

"What's wrong with me?"

She dragged herself to the bedroom, dug out the medical kit, found ointment, applied it on, and briefly applied it to the wound.

When Lan Qichen returned home, he happened to bump into her squatting on the ground organizing the medical kit. The next second, his sharp eyes saw the injury on the back of her hand, and he quickly strode up to check the injury.

"Why are you so careless?"

He held her hand distressedly, applying the medicine carefully with gentle movements.

"I have heard about that incident. I have already started investigating the cause of the matter and I have clues."

Lan Qichen wrapped a bandage around her hand and comforted her gently: "Don't pay attention to the comments on the Internet. Those people don't know the truth and only make one-sided judgments. They are just a group of brainless idiots."

His tone was firm and serious: "Don't be afraid, you are not alone. Don't worry, I will stand by your side indiscriminately."

Right or wrong, he would protect her.

Only he loves her.

Bai Ning was very moved in her heart. At this time, only Lan Qichen would believe her regardless of the reason.

"Thanks……"

She was in a very low mood and didn't really know what to say except thank you.

Lan Qichen picked up the princess, put her on the sofa, rubbed her head, peeled off a candy and fed it to her mouth like a child.

Lychee flavored candy, sweet and delicious.

"Don't think about being unhappy. I will clean up all the things that make my baby unhappy."

Lan Qichen turned on the TV, tuned it to her favorite channel, put on her apron, and said, "You watch TV for a while, and I'll make you a steak Wellington and make a bowl of cream of mushroom soup."

These two dishes are Bai Ning's favorite. She used to like to watch dramas and drink some soup when she was unhappy.

He always remembered this little habit.

Bai Ning's favorite programs were playing on the TV, but she had no intention of watching them at this time.

Online public opinion is everywhere, and netizens are flooding in with abuses. How can she calm down and watch TV when she is at the center of the storm?

"A Beautiful Smile Between Bamboo Fences" is impeccable in terms of script, direction, and casting.

This drama became a hit before it aired. It could have dominated next year's summer schedule, but it was screwed up because of this. Bai Ning feels extremely guilty about this.

"What am I supposed to do?"

She leaned on the sofa dejectedly, staring at the ceiling blankly. She was anxious and uneasy, but she didn't dare to read the comments on the Internet.

"The soup is ready, come over and have some."

After a while, Lan Qichen walked out of the kitchen with steak and cream of mushroom soup.

"Baby, don't be sad, I found out who is the real culprit behind this."

Bai Ning, who was in a state of despair just a second ago, returned to his original state when he heard the news.

She sat down at the dining table and asked anxiously: "Who is it?"

No one cares more about the identity of the real murderer than she does. You must know that negative news on the Internet can be a fatal blow to actors. Public opinion alone can make people breathless.

"Don't worry yet," Lan Qichen poured a small bowl of soup for her and said in a gentle tone, "Eat something first, and I'll tell you later."

Since the Dongchuang Incident started, Bai Ning has had no appetite, and now he has not had any water, and his spirit is quite haggard.

Lan Qichen felt very distressed and ordered people to investigate as quickly as possible to find out the real culprit who controlled the direction of public opinion in the shortest possible time, just to make her feel at ease.

Bai Ning obediently finished the soup in the bowl and couldn't wait to ask: "Stop being so pretentious, tell me who it is!"

This matter is what she is most concerned about right now. She can no longer let public opinion ferment. The situation will become harder to control as it goes on.