Seductive every day

Fu Linfeng said: "Bai Yi himself is a topical figure, Qin Yu is also a popular star, and you are so low-key. Wen Yin's works are currently warming up. As soon as these photos come out, there will be too many people talking about them. The most important thing." "What's the main thing? Don't be a secret." Fu Zhaoshui didn't want to see his habit of talking while hanging people.

Fu Linfeng sighed, "This Qin An, there are several competitors at the moment, traffic niches are black with each other, dare to splash any dirty water, everyone has known that you are gay, and Qin An has also been rumored to be gay a while ago Suspected, the gossip tabloids want to force this relationship, saying that you, Qin An and Wen Yin are all friends in the gy circle."

Fu Zhaoshui frowned, "Just stop the photo."

"It's not just the newspaper that Lu Yuheng's fans also took pictures of. There are black fans of Qin An in it, and they spread the photos. The fanatic fans began to pick up Wen Yin's identity. You know that he is the murderer who killed the elder brother. The fake Fei Yuan It's fine to show up quietly a few times, but if Wen Yin is stripped out of his previous identity, Dad won't sit idly by."

The Fu family's mansion is now full of Fu Zhaoshui's confidantes, whether it is Wen Yin or the counterfeit Fei Yuan, Fu Qing, who is far away, will not easily know about all the things in this mansion, but if they make a fuss on the Internet, there will be a lot of hype , then it is uncertain what will evolve into it. : Fu Zhaoshui pondered for a while, "Block the news, I will let people delete everything on the Internet."

Fu Linfeng nodded, "I'll manage social networking sites." "No, I'll handle all this matter. If you have any news, just let me know."

Fu Linfeng has a good relationship with the media, and these matters of public opinion are his areas of expertise, but seeing Fu Zhaoshui's firm attitude, he opened his mouth and said nothing more. , Fu Zhaoshui said to him, "Thank you for your hard work." He turned and went back to the bedroom. , Fu Linfeng didn't come back to his senses for a while, and realized that he was praised, his whole body was happy, and he floated to find Qu Xiao like a primary school student who was praised.Xu Wenyin heard them talking at the door. The door was a little away from the bed, so he couldn't hear their conversation clearly, but he seemed to hear his name. , Fu Zhaoshui came over and kissed his forehead affectionately, Wen Yin asked: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, you have a good rest, I'll go next door to get my phone.

"Hey, take it for me too."

"Well, you go to bed first, you were exhausted last night."

Hearing this, Wen Yin's face felt hot, she buried her face in the quilt to see him put on a nightgown, closed the door and left. , Fu Zhaoshui found his mobile phone, and the situation was not too bad. It was already late at night when the incident happened last night, and the media also communicated in advance this morning, but Fu Linfeng intercepted it. , The matter involves the people in power of the Fu family. Anyone in the media who still wants to mess around will think about whether they have enough weight and whether they want to live a good life. Swipe the favorability degree so that the Fu family can give him some protection in the future.

The big hole was tied up, and some of the following Xiaohongmi were handed over to the website to delete the posts. Within half an hour, all the information related to Fu Zhaoshui and Wen Yin on social media were all controlled. , Fu Zhaoshui turned on Wen Yin's mobile phone, saw Bai Yi and several strangers calling, he gave the number to Xie Chongen, asked him to check whose number it was, and then called Bai Yi back, telling him not to leave today's phone call. Tell Wen Yin what happened, and act as if nothing happened. , Bai Yi hurriedly responded, Fu Zhaoshui deleted the call records on Wen Yin's phone, checked his various social software and there were no relevant inquiries, and then he was relieved and prepared to go back to the next room. , Before leaving, Xie Chongen called back and told him that relevant information and pictures could not be found on the website. "Second Master, there is one more thing to report to you. The user of the strange number is the traffic niche Qin An. He is playing the role of the rogue detective Ding Qi in the book in the movie version of Mr. Wen's fame. Last night, the crew had a drink with him, and the one holding Mr. Wen's cane in the photo is him."

"Qin An" Fu Zhaoshui squinted his eyes. He didn't think such a little Hongmi was worth paying attention to, but he had to be fully prepared to prevent anyone from coveting his treasure. , Fu Zhaoshui said: "Send me his information."

After hanging up the phone and checking the social networking site again, all the news related to Wen Yin was suppressed, and a hot search of a certain actress cheating on a foreign director was airborne. There were pictures and the truth, and the pictures were very explosive, instantly attracting all the attention. , The second master was very satisfied, and decided to give Secretary Xie a promotion, salary increase and bonus.

He raised his eyes and saw the big bed that was tortured by the two of them last night, with spots on it, which made people excited. The second master was in a good mood, so he took a few photos as a souvenir, and then he strolled to the next door Look at his sweetheart.

As soon as the door was opened, the weak and painful groans made him nervous. He hurried over to look at it. Wen Yin was lying on the bed, sweating from the pain, and the knuckles of the hand holding the pillow turned white. Fu Zhaoshui was flustered by the torment. Dousheng asked him what was wrong. , Wen Yin gasped, and said intermittently: "Back, waist pain." Fu Zhaoshui wanted to help him up, but Wen Yin groaned in pain when he moved a little, making Fu Zhaoshui retract his hand as if he had been scalded, and dared not move him again. , His condition is not good, Fu Zhaoshui immediately called Chamu and asked him to take Wen Yin to the hospital with an ambulance.

Wen Yin's body was full of traces of affection, his hair was already sweating from the pain, and he was still too ashamed to be seen by the doctor. Fu Zhaoshui casually changed into light clothes, tried to comfort him, and at least coaxed him onto a stretcher and sent him to the hospital for a while. Toss. , In the end, the film was shot, it was an acute lumbar sprain, Fu Zhaoshui's expression changed instantly when he saw the film.

He didn't know that Wen Yin's waist had been pierced with steel nails, and under the X-ray, not only the waist, but also Wen Yin's hip bones had also been repaired, and the steel plate and a few nails could be seen. His eyes were dark for a few seconds, thinking of their love Shi Wenyin struggled to cooperate with him while clutching the bed sheet, trembling every time and sending her body under him. He never knew what kind of pain his lover was enduring.

He thought that he had given him a lot of love, but at this moment he realized that he didn't understand him at all, and he didn't know how to treat him best. , The moment Chamu saw the X-ray, he already knew why Wen Yin couldn't get out of bed. He carefully glanced at the second master, and found his pale face, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed. , Their second master must be blaming himself to death now. , "Give him a full-body examination. I want to know all his physical conditions and all the details of all his illnesses."

Cha Mu hurriedly responded, and after he repeatedly assured that this time it was a sprain and there was no bone injury, their second master went to the ward to accompany Wen Yin in a gloomy mood. , After pain point closure and physical therapy, Wen Yin's condition has improved a lot, and she can finally put on a hospital gown, and is no longer in the state of being pushed around naked. , Wen Yin's ears were so ashamed that he was being examined with hickey marks all over his body, and Fu Zhaoshui was annoyed when he pushed the door open. , Wen Yin was slightly startled, and asked him: "Second Master... what's wrong?"

Fu Zhaoshui came over, touched the top of his hair, leaned over and kissed his lips lightly: "I'm sorry Ah Yuan, second brother is sorry for you."

His lips trembled slightly, as if kissing a piece of precious porcelain that would shatter when touched.