Jing Jihan picked up the glass and looked back at her: "What are you doing drunken again?" ”

As a result, Su suddenly walked towards him, raised his hand, and pointed to his chest and poked it.

Then, as if to make sure that the person in front of him was a real person, and not some hallucination, he continued to poke him twice in the chest.

Jing Jihan was just about to push her nervous hand away, but the woman in front of her suddenly squatted down, hugged his leg and cried out: "Daddy President, help!! ”

Jing Jihan's eyebrows jumped twice: "......"

As if feeling that his sincerity was not enough, Shi Su suddenly farted directly. Sitting on the ground, he knelt on the ground, hugged his legs tightly, and closed his eyes with a look like a strong man with a broken wrist.

The temperature of the water in the glass has long ceased to be hot, and it will be cold if you don't drink it again.

Jing Jihan was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "Get up first and drink the sobering tea." ”

Shi Su still held on to his legs, with only two words in his mouth, muttering and sticking to his legs: "Help!" ”

Jing Jihan sighed slightly, put down the cup casually, and then wanted to help the person up, Shi Su held him with both hands and refused to let go, he forced the person up with a slight force, and when he saw that she didn't have a sober look at all, the green tendons on his forehead couldn't help jumping.

"When did you find out?" He spoke in a calm tone, put his hand on her shoulder, and held the woman who was almost unsteady on her feet, while saying in a deep voice, "Stand up." ”

As always, the imperative tone.

Shi Su couldn't stand on his feet at all, just looked at him with his eyes, first smiled, then smiled, and then fell backwards with his body unsupported.

Jing Jihan hugged the person, Shi Su suddenly crashed directly into his arms, and happened to be imprisoned by the man's single arm, and a cup of sobering tea was handed to his mouth in an instant, and she was forced to drink it half-coaxing and half-pouring.

"Cough, cough, cough......" Shi Su pushed him away while coughing, staggered and fell on the sofa in front of him, coughing painfully for a long time: "You ...... Ahem......"

At this time, Lu Zhao sent a few messages.

Jing Jihan glanced at Shi Su, who was just coughing a few times because of the uncomfortable throat he was injected, and picked up his mobile phone.

Lu Zhao posted a few screenshots, and very concisely and clearly sent the situation about Shi Su on Weibo in the form of text.

Finally, knock on the key point: [Based on the current ****** norms and regulations on tainted artists, once Shi Su's identity as a meddler in someone else's love and marriage is confirmed, she will be directly invited to leave the crew, delete all her scenes, and replace someone else to play her role, and at the same time will be fined a huge amount of liquidated damages, and there will be no place for her in that circle in the future, and she will be directly banned and hidden. In the face of such media opinion. On and crazy Internet violence, the liking incident is equivalent to the side of her coffin, and it is logical that she has no room to fight back, and the other party seems to know very well how to pinch such an ant to death, and he does it very well. ]

After Shi Su coughed a few times, he fell asleep again on the sofa.

Jing Jihan put away his mobile phone, looked back at the little drunk who was humming and chirping in his dream, picked him up, and sent him back to the bedroom.

When I helped her cover the quilt, I saw Shi Su frowning in her sleep, her hair was not completely dry, some wet and some cold, obviously not sleeping comfortably.

There was a hair dryer in the bathroom of the master bedroom, Jing Jihan got up and took the hair dryer, plugged it in, leaned over the bed and pulled Shi Su's long hair to the same side, helping her dry her hair.

After a while, the whirring wind stopped, Shi Su tilted his head and slept more and more fragrantly, his hair was no longer wet, and his brows gradually stretched.

Putting down the hair dryer, Jing Jihan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the little woman in her sleep, and brushed away the two strands of hair on her forehead that were blown up.

No matter who you are, you will inevitably wear a variety of masks when you are outside, and only at home can you restore your most authentic self.

He has been with Shi Su in this house for more than a month, and he knows very well what kind of person she is.

The message prompt sound came from the mobile phone again, and Jing Jihan helped Shi Su lift the quilt upwards with one hand, and picked up the mobile phone with the other hand.

Lu Zhao: [I asked someone to check the IP location, Yi Cheng only went to the imperial capital on a business trip two days ago, and he hasn't come back yet, but the IP location he logged in on Weibo today shows Jiang City, and the precise IP area is in Building A9 of Fenglin Jingshu.] ]

Jing Jihan called Lu Zhao on the phone: "Who lives there?" ”

"Jiangshi Shijia, the head of Shihong Group, the Shi Yunyin found before is the pearl of this family."

Jing Jihan looked at Shi Su, who was gradually sleeping peacefully, took her mobile phone, opened her Weibo, glanced at the private message comments with curses in the abuse, and said coldly: "Dirty things are unsightly, my bottom line is to solve it before dawn." ”

After all, after dawn, he had to solve Shi Su's so-called "president father" first.

There is no need for these dirty things on the Internet and the media to occupy their eyes and energy.

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[You. Mom is dead! Your dad is dead! Your whole family is dead! ]

[What kind of thing are you, dare to rob your husband with our family Yinyin, disgusting!] ]

[You him. Mom has done all the bad things, be careful of going out in a car accident! ]

[Who gave you the courage to rob a man with the actress, I wish your whole family death!] ]

Shi Su sat up suddenly, and her mind was still full of the things that tortured her repeatedly in her sleep, the private messages and comments that jumped out one after another on Weibo yesterday.

She sat on the bed for a long time before she looked down at the quilt on her body, and then turned her eyes to look at the bed under her.

How did she go back to the master bedroom to sleep?

I drank too much alcohol yesterday, and although I woke up now that I was not as uncomfortable as I imagined, I still had too many nightmares about Weibo overnight, and I still had a headache and raised my hand and knocked on my head. I didn't have time to think about it, I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and while walking out, I was thinking about how to explain the things on Weibo to the director when I went to the set this afternoon.

The news hadn't fermented much during filming last night, and I will definitely know it today.

She wouldn't be surprised if they had just arrived on the set in the afternoon and they had handed her no longer a script, but a termination agreement.

She should have thought that no matter how calm she was when she encountered things and how many ways to solve the problem, in the face of an opponent like Shi Yunyin, she could not just rely on these to twist her arms over her thighs.

If it were herself, she could still think of some ways to get out of the way, but she is now an artist under Sister Jun, and she can't hurt Sister Jun.

Shi Su picked up her mobile phone to read the message that Chu Jiu sent her later last night, and walked out, her brain was running at high speed and she didn't think of any good way, and suddenly, she crashed into a strong and warm chest.

She paused, raised her eyes, and met the man's dark and calm eyes.