After breaking up, I was entangled by slag Gong again.

Qi Yan just sat on the bed like this, with her arms around her knees, sitting withered all night, the phone was put aside, and Weng buzzed and vibrated, all of them came to private messages to scold him and accuse him.

Gradually, Qi Yan became numb, he told himself, just these two days, people are forgetful, if you stick to the past few days, it will get better.

But Qi Yan didn't expect that Ling Hang's fans would be so powerful and they would make trouble for so long.

In just one night, Ling Hang's powerful fans had already dug out Qi Yan's phone address. For a while, Qi Yan was overwhelmed by text messages and phone calls, and Qi Yan had no choice but to turn off the phone.

It was bright outside, it was already seven o'clock, Qi Yan moved his numb legs, his eyes were black and blue, his lips turned white, he slowly raised his red and swollen eyelids, and took a few seconds before he could react What happened.There are also a few girls around Qi Yan's residential area. This is the first time Qi Yan has suffered cyber violence. He is at a loss. He doesn't know what to do and how to do it. Yan was at a loss.

Suddenly, the image of Fu Shenghe flashed across Qi Yan's mind, he hurriedly took the mobile phone that was placed aside, and turned it on.

The panic and helplessness in his heart made him completely forget that Fu Shenghe hated him, and he never thought about what Fu Shenghe would do if he didn't want to help him!

Listening to the boot music, Qi Yan's scalp felt numb, afraid of phone calls and text messages coming one after another.

The moment the phone was switched on, Qi Yan quickly dialed Fu Shenghe's number.

Qi Yan's heart was beating non-stop, she was so nervous that she didn't even notice that her fingernails had sunk into her palm.

Qi Yan kept praying in her heart that Fu Shenghe must answer the phone, but the result still disappointed Qi Yan. The moment the phone automatically hung up, Fu Shenghe didn't answer it for nearly a full minute...

Qi Yan lowered her wrist weakly, and the phone rolled to the side. At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and Qi Yan was startled, biting her lip tightly, looking at the phone as if she was looking at a beast that could eat people...

Did Fu Shenghe call back? A glimmer of hope rose in Qi Yan's heart. The moment she picked up the phone, Qi Yan slumped her shoulders in disappointment. It was An Ran.

"Sister Ran," Qi Yan answered the phone with a weak voice, he had expected that An Ran would definitely scold him.

"Qi Yan, you are good enough. You have only been in the crew for a few days, and you have caused me such a big trouble. You dare to offend a star as big as Ling Hang. You know that I have won this role for you. How difficult is it!"

"Sister Ran, this is not the case... Qi Yan's brain went numb, and she just said mechanically.

"That's not the case, then tell me what happened? Did you kick Ling Hang on the set?" An Ran was aggressive on the other end of the phone.

"Kicked, but that's what the plot needs...

Qi Yan was interrupted by An Ran before she finished speaking.

"The plot needs it, and the plot needs the director to make you really kick people?"

"How many steps are there, Qi Yan, Ling Hang rolled down the steps, do you not know Ling Hang's current status in the entertainment industry, he has the support of the dignified Fu Chenghe, do you feel that Ling Hang is hurting? As long as it’s not heavy, do you think that you can be proud of being favored by Mr. Fu’s bed!”

"Qi Yan, you don't even look at what you look like!"

Qi Yan held the phone tightly, her eyes were scarlet, and she lowered her head to listen to An Ran's reprimand.

An Ran scolded Qi Yan enough, drank a few sips of water to calm her down, and then asked Qi Yan what she planned to do?

"Sister Ran, what do you mean?" Qi Yan's eyes were empty, and she looked at an unknown corner without focus.

"That's right, since you still know how to ask me, then I'll give you a solution. Immediately send an apology to Ling Hang on Weibo. As long as Ling Hang speaks out and says it's over, then his fans won't bother him anymore." You don't let go."

"...Weibo apologized to Ling Hang?!" Qi Yan blinked blankly, unable to react.

"Qi Yan, are you out of your mind? You hurt someone, and the fans made such a fuss. You still don't intend to apologize. I really don't know what to do. I've already put the words here, and it's up to you.", An Ran After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

Qi Yan blinked her sore and painful eyes, she didn't understand, it was obviously not his fault, why did he have to apologize, it was not his fault, why did he have to bear so much abuse.

It was clear that Ling Hang deliberately framed him, but no one was willing to believe him. It was clear that Fu Shenghe had already punished him. He was still suffering from a cold, coughing, and fever, and he wanted to get up and apologize to those people.

Qi Yan had a severe headache and curled up on the bed in pain, her face flushed and she hugged her body tightly.

Thinking about going to the studio to shoot today, Qi Yan sat up from the bed with difficulty, packed herself up simply, and walked out.

Qi Yan didn't know that his current address had been dug out, so as soon as he walked downstairs, he was surrounded by crazy fans who had been waiting early.

"You are Qi Yan."

"Sisters, the person who hurt Ah Hang has come out."

The people who came were all Ling Hang's die-hard fans, they couldn't see their brother being hurt like this, so they clamored to punish Qi Yan to seek justice for their brother.

"Apologize to our Brother Hang!"

"Yes, sorry!"

"Apologize!"

Some passionate fans rushed up to Qi Yan in a few steps. Before Qi Yan could react, they grabbed Qi Yan's hair and slapped Qi Yan hard.

Qi Yan was beaten for a few seconds, until more fans rushed up to beat Qi Yan, he realized belatedly and hurriedly covered his head.

Others were taking pictures, recording videos, and shouting for justice.

Qi Yan covered her face with her arms, rushed out of the encirclement, and retreated into the corridor.

Those people didn't have access control cards, so they could only stand outside, slapping on the window, staring at Qi Yan with resentful eyes.

Qi Yan's scalp felt numb after being watched, he stumbled up the stairs, opened the door and fled back to the room.

Panting heavily, Qi Yan tremblingly took out her cell phone from her pocket, and dialed Fu Shenghe's number again.

This time the call was still not answered, Qi Yan pursed her lips, and then called Fu Shenghe's special assistant, Zhao Xuan.

Beep, beep, beep...

The phone was picked up quickly.

"Hi, I'm Zhao Xuan."

"Zhao Xuan, I'm Qi Yan, where's Fu Shenghe?" Qi Yan asked anxiously as if holding a life-saving straw.

"Mr. Fu is in a meeting, so it's not convenient to answer the phone. Mr. Qi, if you have anything to do, you can tell me, and I will pass it on to Mr. Fu."

"Tell him that Qi Yan's fans are blocking my apartment, let him pick me up." Qi Yan said with a crying sound.

After speaking, Qi Yan hung up the phone.

the other side…

"Brother Xuan, who is it?" A soft and boneless hand slowly stroked Zhao Xuan's chest.

Zhao Xuan grabbed the hand that was making trouble in front of him, and smiled a little ruffian.

"What do you say?"