Chapter 177: Hello, I'm Shen Xinlan
He Yan was in the family conference room, facing a group of jackals, tigers and leopards, and finally had a little respite halfway, and took out his mobile phone to see that Sang Zi was in the headlines again.
I don't know which unscrupulous media took a few specious photos, one of which is Sang Zi helping Xiao Xiao up the stairs, which was taken very clearly, and it was rumored on the Internet that Sang Zi and Xiao Xiao had a leg.
The two fans became dogs, the square was washed over and over again, and there was a bloody storm everywhere.
Then, Sang Zi, who was lying in the hotel, slid his hand and liked a dynamic.
ββThe popular student is suspected of falling in love with a new actress.
Her praise instantly seemed to give an official announcement to the suspected news just now, and the fans of the two families were stunned, and the people who ate melons were instantly boiling.
He Yan flipped through the comments from top to bottom, with a cold face throughout the whole process.
Passers-by purely look at their appearance, but these two people are quite a good match, so they ...... The remarks of a talented woman soon appeared.
The old guys in the conference room finished their tea and immediately planned to continue the war of words.
Suddenly, He Yan slammed the table with a punch.
Silent.
Originally, this group of old things felt that He Yan's emotions were unpredictable, and suddenly saw his gloomy face and anger, and they were all silent in an instant, and swallowed all the words that came to their mouths.
He Yan put away his phone, his face turned pale, "Call Ada in." β
Ada is a press spokesperson that the old man has used for many years, and now what is the spokesperson called.
Everyone looked at each other, and the momentum of the verbal battle just now was all gone.
He Yan stood up suddenly, and then left the conference room straight away despite everyone's shocked expressions.
A group of people in the conference room were left in fear, and then began to pass the buck to each other, and some even began to think of a way out.
β¦β¦
in the hotel
After Sang Zi liked the paragraph with Xiao Xiao, he couldn't help but search for his name, and found that he and He Yan still had fans, and there were not many of them, but the copywriting was very exquisite, and there was a president literary style in his face.
She clicked in with great interest, and then accidentally gave a thumbs up.
And then...... Blew up again.
The people who had eaten her and Xiao Xiao's "dog food" just now were dumbfounded, and they couldn't understand the meaning of this wave of operations at all.
Someone picked up He Yan's information, and then with Sang Zi's photo P, it instantly attracted a lot of fans, and the plot of the domineering president falling in love with me is always tried and tested.
Sang Zi was very happy to see the same culture, and was eating melons when he found that his wife had posted a long article.
ββI didn't expect that the niche article I wrote could be favored by the father of the gold owner, this article is already going to be filmed, thank you for your long-term support......
Sang Zi was dumbfounded, and sat up on the spot, "? Which capitalist is so blind that this kind of president of the elementary school chicken writing can also be filmed? β
Before she could react, the hot search had already been arranged.
The niche fandom was filmed, and the protagonist was Sangzi, and all kinds of speculations emerged.
ββI think the father of the gold owner behind it may be Mr. He/Squint/Squint/
- Upstairs is awesome.
ββOne buys the same humanities to make dramas, and the other agrees with the humanities dynamics, this is the official announcement.
- It can only be said that Miss Sang is really popular, more powerful than a certain family that has been engaged for a century and has not been married.
Sang Zi: "......"
She patted He Zichen who was lying on her stomach beside her, "Peach, take a fruit." β
"Oh!"
He Zichen obediently jumped out of bed, and then sat in front of Sang Zi with a fruit bowl.
Sang Zi ate the fruit and squinted his eyes pleasantly, "That woman ......"
He Zichen: "Huh? β
Sang Zi changed his words and said euphemistically: "Whose girl is that girl?" β
He Zichen thought for a while, raised his fingers and groaned, "It seems to be the daughter of my aunt's husband's sister's sister!" β
Sang Zi: "......"
The young man's logic is quite clear.
She smacked her lips, "What's it called?" β
Shen ...... Shen what's coming. Pan Tao waved his hand.
Sang Zi frowned, "Shen Xinlan? β
Pan Tao blinked, "It seems to be called such a name." β
Yes, old friends again.
Sang Zi reached out and grabbed his forehead, "He Yan is so bold." β
"What do you mean?" He Zichen blinked with a pair of big eyes.
Sang Zi spread his hands, "Miss Shen, he dares to provoke, he really doesn't take his life seriously." β
He Zichen was a little nervous, and reached out to grab Sang Zi's hand, "You...... Don't you want He Yan? β
"If you change your opponent, forget it." Sang Zi was speechless and slapped the little guy's hand down, "Do you know how terrible Shen Xinlan is?" β
He Zichen sniffed, "Then you can't abandon He Yan." β
Sang Zi turned over, carefully not pressing his wounds, and said leisurely: "I don't plan to put my life into it when I fall in love." β
He Zichen was in a hurry, so he hurriedly climbed onto the bed and hugged Sang Zi's arm, "He Yan is innocent with that woman, you can't do without him, little mom." β
Sang Zi sighed, "He eats supper made by others." β
He Zichen: "That's what I want to eat, He Yan just tasted it by the way." β
Sang Zi snorted and squinted at the little guy, "Why didn't I know that He Yan was so close to the people and tasted what others made?" β
He Zichen burst into tears, and countless reasonable explanations quickly slipped through his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem to be very reasonable.
"He Yan is very pitiful." The little guy rolled his eyes and immediately reversed the direction of his efforts.
Sang Zi raised his eyebrows, "I can't see it." β
"That's what he's embarrassed to tell you." He Zichen sniffed.
Sang Zi didn't take it seriously, and said leisurely: "Then you come and talk to me." β
He Zichen hesitated a little, crossed his hands together and rubbed them, "He Yan, he won't let me talk nonsense." β
Sang Zi thought about it, it was estimated that it was He Yan's life experience, she had also checked it before, but she only knew about it, but she didn't know the specific situation.
He Zichen lay on his stomach beside her, and said sullenly: "If it weren't for the old villain to die, he wouldn't have returned to the castle." β
Sang Zi turned his face sideways and said softly, "Let's hear it." β
He Zichen sighed, "Then you can't abandon He Yan." β
Sang Zi propped his head with one hand, "Let's see how I feel after listening." β
He Zichen puffed out his cheeks and spoke in a low voice: "He Yan is the son of the son of the old villain. β
Sang Zi frowned, "You just said that it was the grandson of the old villain?" β
The old villain that the little guy said should be the current head of the Iga family, Iga Go.
He Zichen shook his head, "The old villain doesn't recognize He Yan." β
Sang Zi snorted, "The old thing is quite hypocritical." β
After she finished speaking, she felt strange again, "Why? β
He Zichen continued: "He Yan's mother is not his father's wife. β
Sang Zi understood, "Bastard." β
He Zichen clasped his hands, bowed his head and said, "It seems that this is what I said......"
Sang Zi glanced at him again, "What about you, what do you have to do with He Yan?" β
The little one hung his head and stopped talking," they said...... Call me a little mongrel. β
Sang Zi was stunned for a moment and frowned, "Who said that?" β
"That's what everyone in the castle says." The little guy snorted twice, not at all sad, "But I'm not afraid, because I'm a rich little bastard." β
Sang Zi: "......"
She didn't understand the plot, and she was worried about hurting He Zichen, so she asked euphemistically: "Then ...... your mother?"
"The woman who gave birth to me is the little wife of the old villain."
Sang Zi was shocked, "What...... What the? β
He Zichen shrugged, "The old villain has several wives, the first few are dead, and the last young one is the one who gave birth to me." β
Sang Zi was stunned, a wealthy man.
Grandpa married a little wife, and then the little wife gave birth to a son.
In this way, He Yan has kept his little uncle by his side for several years?
So what is he trying to do?
"Are you curious, why He Yan wants to take me away?" He Zichen came over.
Sang Zi nodded, "The plot is a bit complicated. β
"Because they all say that the old villain was cuckolded, and I may have been born to the old villain's eldest grandson and his younger wife."
Sang Zi: ???
The screenwriter is so brainy.
She let out a long hiss, "And what about later?" β
"Later, He Yan took me out." He Zichen's tone was relaxed, and he didn't look sad at all.
Sang Zi went through the plot in his mind, and sighed that the wealthy family was really good at playing, no wonder the little guy always chattered that he was He Yan's uncle at the beginning, or He Yan was his little uncle.
The old man married a young wife, and the little wife had a leg with the eldest grandson, and then became pregnant.
It's exciting.
"Wait." Sang Zi suddenly turned his head, "What does this have to do with He Yan's pity?" β
He Zichen blinked, "Isn't the illegitimate child pitiful enough?" β
Sang Zi snorted, "Compared to me, he is still pitiful?" β
He Zichen thought for a while and puffed out his mouth, "Anyway, I think He Yan is very pitiful......"
Sang Zi's expression paused slightly, "By the way, what's going on with He Yan's mother?" β
"Shhhh β
Sang Zi raised his eyebrows, "Have you tried?" β
"I've tried." He Zichen spread his hands, "He Yan ignored me for several days." β
Sang Zi nodded, "Okay, I'll try it at night too, and see if he ignores me for a few days." β
He Zichen: "......"
"Then do you still want He Yan?"
"Let's talk about it after asking." Sang Zi turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"He Yan is here!" He Zichen's eyes lit up and he immediately jumped down.
Sang Zi opened his eyes, "Wait! β
She sat up and grabbed He Zichen, who was about to run out.
He Zichen blinked, "What are you doing?" β
Sang Zi got out of bed, put on his clothes and went out, "Follow me." β
"Oh."
He Zichen didn't know what was going on, grabbed the corner of Sang Zi's clothes and moved outside.
Sang Zi stood at the door, opened the cat's eye and looked out, saw the appearance of the person outside the door clearly, and was instantly stunned.
"What's wrong?" He Zichen sensed that something was wrong with her.
Sang Zi sighed, "Just now I was talking about people behind my back, and they came immediately." β
He Zichen poked his head out, "He Yan? β
Sang Zi brought him back, "It's He Yan's little baby." β
"Huh?"
Sang Zi rolled his eyes, took a step back, straightened his clothes, and opened the door.
Outside the door, a young woman wearing crystal-framed glasses and a sweet and harmless smile with a gentle push.
"Hello Miss Sang, I'm Shen Xinlan."