After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Shen Xiujing adjusted his state, pushed the door and walked into the studio.

Song Mai and others were in a bad mood at the moment. The moment they saw him, Lin Ran couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Why are you here?" Song Mai looked at him in surprise.

"I happened to be nearby, and I started walking this way as soon as I received your call." Shen Xiujing said in a deep voice with a guilty look on his face, "I didn't expect to cause you so much trouble. I'm really sorry."

Song Mai sighed: "Actually, this is an unexpected disaster for you, I just hope you can handle this matter well."

She didn't want such a thing to happen again and again. After all, there was no relationship between her and Shen Xiujing, and she had no obligation to clean up his mess.

Shen Xiujing nodded: "I know what to do."

Xie Wenwen couldn't hold back her temper and asked directly: "What is the relationship between you two?"

"She has been pursuing me all the time." Shen Xiujing said bluntly and directly.

Several people nodded in understanding, and the studio fell into silence.

Shen Xiujing knew he should explain, but he opened his mouth and in the end no words came out.

"It's getting late. If you have nothing else, go back quickly." Song Mai lowered his head and sorted out the documents.

Shen Xiujing looked at her thoughtfully: "I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

This sentence left several people present confused.

"What's wrong with him?" Xie Wenwen asked puzzledly.

I thought the matter would come to an end, but unexpectedly, the next morning when Xie Wenwen came to the studio, she was horrified to find that the door was covered with red paint.

Many onlookers pointed at the studio door and raised their mobile phones to take pictures.

For a moment, Xie Wenwen didn't know whether to stop everyone from taking pictures or find a way to call the police.

Fortunately, Song Mai arrived quickly and looked at this scene with a flash of anger in his eyes.

She took a deep breath and said calmly, "We will definitely get to the bottom of this. If anyone here has any relevant clues, please let us know. We will give you a corresponding reward."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, she calmly took out her cell phone and called the police. The whole action was smooth and there was no sign of frustration or surprise on her face.

After the police arrived and took a closer look, they checked the nearby surveillance cameras.

It happened that the surveillance camera was out of power at that time, so the suspect was not recorded at all.

Song Mai knew that it would be difficult to find the murderer in a short time, and continuing to stand at the door would only be a waste of time.

She said calmly, "Thank you."

The crowd who wanted to continue watching the show dispersed in disappointment after seeing this scene.

Xie Wenwen quickly called the cleaning staff to deal with the red paint on the door, and several people in the studio looked worried.

Song Mai smiled helplessly and said softly: "Why are you doing this?"

"This matter is definitely related to Chen Nianyao. How can such a petty person have so many fans?" Xie Wenwen gritted her teeth.

Lin Ran was even more indignant: "If you have the guts, just let her come to us directly. What's the point of hiding behind us?"

"It's not necessarily that she did it. After all, as a public figure, she can't behave like this, even if it's her agent or assistant." Song Mai said calmly.

"You mean, there's someone else?"

"That's not the case. She only needs to reveal a little about the grievances she has suffered, and naturally there will be many fans who like her to help her solve her problems." Song Mai held the water cup in both hands and looked out the door with a melancholy face.

I didn’t expect that the studio was attacked from all sides just after its establishment.

It seems that the studio is as hard as one's own life, always full of twists and turns.

When he thought of this conclusion, Song Mai couldn't help laughing.

The other people didn't notice her self-amusing expression at all, and continued to discuss how to solve the problem in a troubled manner.

Lin Ran first went to the social platform to check Chen Nianyao's updates and found that she had not updated for a long time.

Song Mai glanced at her phone calmly and said in a low voice: "She will never post relevant content directly on social platforms. Wouldn't this affect her reputation?"

"That's right. And for her, such a small thing is not worth talking about in public. She only needs to reveal it in the fan group or other places where fans gather, and people will naturally continue to rush to her side."

"I understand." Lin Ran turned around and started looking for her fan group again.

Just joining the fan group requires answering relevant questions. Lin Ran doesn't know Chen Nian Yao at all, so his attempt ends in failure.

"What's wrong with you?" Su He walked in from the door, his face full of surprise.

I didn't come to the studio for the past two days due to personal reasons. I didn't expect that after just a few days of leave, I found that the studio had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"What's going on at the door?" She looked at the worried looks on everyone's faces and felt more and more puzzled.

Lin Ran angrily recounted what had happened in the past two days with exaggeration. After Su He pondered for a moment, he took out his cell phone.

"I'm going to quit her fan group right now. I didn't expect she would be such a person!"

Lin Ran's eyes widened, and he quickly took her phone away: "Have mercy!"

"I joined the fan group because I liked a role she played. If I had known she was this kind of person, I would never have liked her."

Lin Ran flipped through the chat history of the fan group with a look of joy on his face, waving his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's all thanks to you that I like her."

"Are you speaking sarcastically?" Su He was completely confused.

Lin Ran looked through it for a while, then raised his phone with joy and showed it to everyone.

"This is the proof!"

The page stayed on the chat history of the fan group, where Chen Nianyao kept sending emoticons expressing her grievance, attracting the attention of other fans.

But she did not say what happened in public, only expressing that she felt wronged and insulted.

"They must have communicated privately. We have no way of knowing the specific situation." Xie Wenwen's surprise turned into disappointment, and he sighed helplessly.

"Since she is in the fan group, why not ask her directly through private message." Song Mai said softly, then took her phone and directly opened Chen Nianyao's dialog box.

"She won't reply to messages. After all, there are so many people looking for her every day, I'm afraid she can't keep up."

Song Mai waved his hand confidently and whispered, "Don't worry, she will definitely read it."

The messages just sent to Chen Nianyao were all complaining about her own studio. She was already troubled by her studio, and now she found resonance, so she would naturally reply.

Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, the other party directly replied to this private message.

Su He looked at her in surprise: "I sent so many messages before, but he never replied to me."