The next morning, Lin Wanwan and the kitten sat on the sofa together, their legs curled up in a ball.

A few days ago, she felt extremely uncomfortable sitting like this, but now she has gradually adapted to it.

"Ah~~"

Hey, this is the first few yawns. Lin Wanwan raised her hand to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, feeling that this position was really good for sleeping.

Speaking of which, cats sleep a little too long. It feels like they sleep for about 24 hours out of 20 hours a day.

"Ah~~"

It's really comfortable to sit like this, I really want to sleep. But she can't sleep now, or she won't be able to sleep at night.

Lin Wanwan turned on the TV casually, and there was some movement, making it difficult to fall asleep.

……

'Ding dong ding dong'

Lin Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze, reacted for two seconds, and got up from the sofa.

Alas, really, I fell asleep again.

She originally thought that the person who rang the doorbell was Xiaomi who came to deliver her lunch, but when she walked to the door, she saw through the video doorbell that it was Zhao Qin standing outside the door.

He rushed forward and opened the door: "Sister Qin? Why are you here? Do you have any work arrangements?"

"Let's go in first and then talk."

The two entered the room one after another.

Zhao Qin sat on the sofa with her legs folded, tapping the armrests unconsciously with her fingers.

Lin Wanwan picked up the kitten and sat down on the sofa next to her. She was a little confused by Zhao Qin's solemn expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qin looked at her straightly, as if she had something to say but didn't know how to say it. After a pause, he sat up straight and took out a red invitation from his bag, put it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of Lin Wanwan with his fingers: "Take a look."

what?

Lin Wanwan leaned forward to pick it up, opened it and saw the photo on it, her eyes trembled.

The invitation read:

"You are specially invited to attend the wedding of Mr. Wang Gang and Miss Liu Min.

Time: June 6, 1:12 noon

Location: Jinlong Hotel"

Liu Min is getting married?

This man...

Lin Wanwan took the invitation closer and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Tsk, this photo was so detailed that she almost didn't recognize it.

The man in the photo is none other than the man she met in the hotel elevator with Xiaomi when she was filming "Pumping Heart".

That is, according to legend, Liu Min’s financial sponsor.

But they're not...how could they be?

Lin Wanwan put the invitation back on the table and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"I received the email this morning and saw this when I opened it."

"Mail? Who sent it to you? Is there a name on the express delivery note?"

"Yes." Zhao Qin nodded slightly and said straightforwardly: "There is no shipping address, but it clearly states that the sender is Liu Min."

"she!"

Lin Wanwan was confused: "Why would she mail you a wedding invitation? Are you familiar with her?"

"Of course not. Although we are in the same company, the artist usually doesn't go to the company when she has nothing to do. If it weren't for you and her almost collaborating before, I wouldn't have noticed that there is such a person in the company. I..."

Zhao Qin stopped talking and moved her mouth, but stopped talking.

"Ok?"

Lin Wanwan tilted her head, wondering why she stopped talking while she was talking: "Is there anything inconvenient to say?"

"I was wondering if she mailed me the invitation and specifically left her name on the courier slip. Could this be a form of intimidation?" Zhao Qin struggled.

"Intimidation?"

"I thought she wouldn't stand up, but I didn't expect... I was worried that she would take revenge on you." Zhao Qin paused and continued:

"Perhaps her revenge has already begun."

"Do you think she was the one who pushed the rumors online that I'm ugly underneath my makeup?"

"Yes, otherwise I can't figure out why someone would target you if you are so kind on weekdays and have no enemies in the circle."

"Maybe." Lin Wanwan thought for a while and felt that this possibility could not be ruled out, but after all, there was no evidence.

And on the surface, the other party didn't do anything. It's too early to say this now.

So Lin Wanwan didn't plan to spend too much energy on this matter, saying that she knew about it and would be careful.

Turning to other work matters:

"By the way, Sister Qin. Didn't you say yesterday that you would find time to live stream your face washing to clarify the rumors? Have you set a time?"

"Why don't we do it this afternoon, so we can clarify it early and save our worries..."

He glanced at the picture on the TV and stopped talking immediately.

After watching it for a while, Zhao Qin raised an eyebrow and said: "It seems there is no need to live broadcast."

"Why?" Lin Wanwan didn't understand. Wasn't this already agreed before?

Zhao Qin pointed to the picture of Lin Wanwan wiping her tears on the screen: "What could be a more powerful clarification than this?"

Eh?

Lin Wanwan watched the trailer replayed on TV. Only then did she realize that the focus of her makeup yesterday was on the lines and contours of her face.

I only put a little eye shadow on my eyelids with my fingers, and only lipstick on my mouth.

Therefore, even if she wiped away the tears on her eyelids and lips very hard, there seemed to be no change. To a certain extent, this was enough to prove that the rumors were untrue.

Speaking of which, she cried because of an own mistake. She didn't expect it to have such an effect.

"The preview is not complete. The program will be officially broadcast tomorrow. We can first see what happens after the program is broadcast, and then decide whether to broadcast it live."

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