The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

The man's breathing became heavier.

It's like a monk walking in the desert, unable to move forward.

The water from the shower head was like heavy rain from the sky, slowly condensing into a sea.

The tide always rises slowly, with gentle waves hitting the shore at the beginning.

As dusk falls, the influence of the moon's gravity takes effect, and the tide rises very quickly because it is so close to the moon.

There was tenderness in the man's eyes, and the joy was about to overwhelm him.

He was like a god.

God's fingertips paint all things in the world, depicting his entire universe, which is so beautiful, hazy and mysterious that it is beyond description.

Only he could see such a beautiful view.

Even the gods would be more excited by the thought.

He painted on the mountain with reckless abandon, and the mountain was under his firm control.

The water from the shower flowed down their bodies, but was blocked by the two people's tightly pressed bodies.

The coast could not bear such an overwhelming force.

Heavy breathing sounds lingered in the narrow space.

The tornado came from nowhere and refused to stop, even though the top of the mountain was already in danger and was almost too fragile to support.

"Pei Jingping, goodbye."

"No, I haven't yet."

"Don't sleep tonight, wife."

......

In a trance, Sang Ran felt a wet and cool feeling on her forehead, as if someone said something in her ear.

But she was too tired and didn't have the energy to respond.

Sang Ran was awakened by the ringing of her cell phone. She felt sore all over and a strong tearing sensation filled her.

I picked up the phone in a daze and answered it.

"Ms. Sang," Lawyer Zhang's voice came from the other end of the phone. "The court has already notified Sang Huaimin, the legal representative of the Sang Group. He has already hired a lawyer to defend the case. The court is expected to open at 10 a.m. tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Well... okay." Sang Ran responded in a low voice.

The call was hung up, and she put her hand on her forehead for a while before coming to her senses.

I glanced at the time and it was already past one in the afternoon, and there was no one around.

Sang Ran admired Pei Jingping a little. He still had the energy to go to work after a whole night of hard work. She felt like her body was about to fall apart.

She propped herself up on the bed and sat up, her eyes sweeping across the bedside table where a note lay.

It was left by Pei Jingping.

"I'm going to work now. The decoration over at the mall is ready. You can check it out anytime. Tell me if you need anything."

Sang Ran curled her lips unconsciously.

Sang Huaimin has a compulsory subpoena from the court and there is no room for refusal. Sang Ran has all the evidence in his hands, so there shouldn't be any accidents tomorrow.

She turned on her cell phone. She hadn't read any relevant information on the Internet since she came back from the competition venue.

So many things have happened recently that she has no time to pay attention to online public opinion.

She clicked on Weibo and saw 99+ in the message list.

Sang Ran clicked in and took a quick look. Most of the comments were about her, and many of them were asking whether there was any negative information about the program.

Most of them are reminders of increasing followers and related blogs @.

Sang Ran clicked on it and saw that a netizen had posted a comparison chart of the works of her team and the Yami team on the show.

The comments below are almost all expressing dissatisfaction.

[Netizen 1]: I really don’t understand. Although I don’t understand fashion, isn’t it obvious whose works are good-looking?

[Netizen 2]: That Shen made me laugh. He eliminated people for no reason. Who else could it be but him?

[Netizen 3]: Although I don’t know this Sang Ran, I really think she is quite wronged.

[Netizen 4]: [Video] You can watch it for yourself. This show was also designed by Sang Ran. It was so popular at the time. How could such a person be eliminated in the first round?

Sang Ran looked at these remarks silently, and a warm feeling passed through his heart.

But she is no longer planning to participate in this competition, as she has her own things to pursue.

From the beginning of the competition, she should have understood how unfair this competition was.

Many netizens also left messages on the official Weibo account, denouncing the program crew for their scandals.

Sang Ran was scrolling down when suddenly a reminder of attention caught her eye.

It's Castelan.

She actually registered a Chinese account?

Sang Ran couldn't believe it for a moment, so she clicked on the homepage to confirm again and again.

It was indeed the account she applied for, and this account currently only follows her.

Sang Ran was overwhelmed with joy and immediately clicked back.

She happily exited and continued to read the comments.

A video caught her sight, and Sang Ran clicked on it without even reading the title.

Miss Chen's face with colorful makeup came into view. This video was from the account he used to broadcast his eating habits.

But this video has nothing to do with the account’s personality. He sits in front of the camera with a very serious expression.

"I believe everyone has recently seen a video about a fashion design competition. Netizens are discussing it very heatedly. As a half-friend of Sang Ran, who is involved in the competition and has a certain fan base, I want to speak up for her."

"Regarding blogger Panghu's accusation that Sang Ran used a backdoor, all of this is false. She has her own abilities and does not need to use a backdoor."

"And think about it carefully, if it is true as Fat Tiger said, that Sang Ran relied on the unspoken rules with a certain Shen to get to the top, and then they broke up, then I want to ask, if you were being unspokenly ruled, would you easily break up with the other person when you needed him?"

"As for Shen's targeting and the injury on his head, I think he still needs to make a clarification."

“I believe Sang Ran.”

Sang Ran frowned slightly. All she saw were relatively positive comments. Could there be something else happening that she didn't know about?

So why are all these comments and videos gone now?

She returned to WeChat to simply thank Miss Chen and said that she had just seen the video in which he clarified the matter for her.

Miss Chen also replied quickly.

[Ms. Chen]: You’re welcome. But now I see those videos have been deleted, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.

[Sang Ran]: Were there many videos like this before?

[Ms. Chen]: Oh, there are all kinds of comments, and they are just too harsh.

[Sang Ran]: Were they all deleted overnight?

[Ms. Chen]: I didn’t notice this, but now that you mentioned it, it seems to have disappeared overnight.

Sang Ran: ...

[Sang Ran]: Okay, thank you.

Sang Ran casually swiped across the chat interface and replied to Yu Zhou and Yan Qi's messages expressing their concern for her.

She thought about it and returned to Weibo again, pressing the edit button with her finger.

[Sang Ran V]: I just saw the comments online. I’m sorry to occupy public resources. I will give you a final explanation on this matter, but it needs to be made public.

At first glance, Sang Ran's invention seems insignificant, but only those who know the inside story can hear the deeper meaning hidden in it.

She will not let Shen Jinshan off easily, and will get to the bottom of the matter and make it public.

This statement has been issued, and the popularity that had just dropped has risen again, and the number of comments has skyrocketed.

What caught Sang Ran's special attention was a reply posted by Castelan.

[Castellan]: Please read the private message.

Sang Ran raised her eyebrows, clicked on her personal homepage and entered the private message section.

[Castellan]: I have asked the production crew and they can reserve a game for you temporarily.

[Castellan]: Are you okay? Although I don't understand what happened, I do admire your talent.

[Castellan]: The program has started recording again. If you see the message, please reply to me.

These messages were sent at different time periods.

Sang Ran's fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly.

Sang Ran: [Sorry, something happened at home recently and I didn’t check my phone.]

Sang Ran: [I am not going to participate in the show. Thank you for your concern. You have always been a senior whom I admire. I am very happy to follow you.]

After she replied, she patted her madly beating heart. Such an opportunity was something she had never dared to dream of.

Being noticed by the idol, and being remembered and cared for by her.

At this moment, a message popped up on WeChat.

[Yu Zhou]: Sang Ran, are you free? I want to invite you to dinner.