"In the future, Su Xiaoya's dress for all events will be made into a traditional style."

"Still, the style tradition is definitely going to be eye-catching. Other than that. ”

"If an actor or director attends the film festival together, they are not allowed to hold her hand. You must keep a distance of one metre from men. ”

Antesuke was in a cold sweat when he heard this, and subconsciously took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Mr. Qi's strong possessiveness......

You must know that Miss Su is in the entertainment industry, and she has to keep a distance of one meter from men, so how can people film?

However, he would be foolish to remind him now.

This kind of thing, of course, requires Miss Su to find Mr. Qi in private to "communicate" in another special way.

After all the explanations were completed, Qi Muchen continued to watch the TV wall with satisfaction.

The news had changed on TV, and it was a live broadcast that entertainment reporters had just grabbed.

Li Man's crying face suddenly appeared on the screen.

She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, her eyes looked red, and she looked a little excited.

"I don't know why so many people online are targeting me? I was really doing it last time, but I didn't mean to. ”

Li Man didn't say a few words, and tears rained down.

Her face shape was originally a somewhat classical and beautiful melon seed face, and she cried so tearfully, she really looked very pitiful.

She cried silently, but Sister Wang next to her looked indignant.

"Some sunspots on the Internet are too much. used to attack Su Xiaoya, but now he attacks Miss Li Man. In the past few days, Miss Li Man has been washing her face with tears, and her emotions have been out of control for a while. ”

Sister Wang was still talking to reporters, but Mr. Qi had no intention of watching it anymore.

He picked up the remote control and quickly turned off the video wall.

With a calm expression, he picked up a stack of papers on his desk and looked at it.

Antesuke stood aside, not daring to say a word.

Mr. Qi seemed to be working seriously, but his amber eyes were distracted, and he was obviously distracted.

After a while, Qi Muchen's narrow eyes narrowed tightly, his other hand trembled a little, and he directly reached into his pocket and took out a medicine bottle.

"You go out first."

His voice was consistently cold, but with a hint of manic restlessness.

Antesuke was startled, glanced at Mr. Qi with some concern, and could only leave the office first.

As soon as he left, there was a loud "bang" in the office.

He didn't know that Mr. Qi's current mania was hooked up by the pitiful Li Man on TV just now.

Even after taking two pills, I still couldn't hold it down.

Mr. Qi frantically picked up the chair directly and smashed the entire TV wall with a "bang-" sound.

Li Man on the screen cried so sadly and pitifully, such a look, such a cry, and the painful memory of five years ago overlapped.

Mr. Qi's mind seemed to have the little girl wearing the mask five years ago.

In Mr. Qi's imagination, five years ago, Li Manchi's body was tormented and bruised by those bandits. (Imagine!) Attention is imagination! ）

She screamed heartbreakingly, and shuddered as she confronted him.

"Qi Muchen, I have paid so much for you, you actually treat me like this!"

"How can you, how can you!"

This kind of questioning is like a heavy iron chain, directly locking Mr. Qi's soul.

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