Tan Jiaren looked at the text she had edited, thought about it, and added a picture of her two hands clasped together.

After confirming that it is correct, Tan Jiaren clicks send.

Putting down the phone, Tan Jiaren ran to the bathroom to wash her face and wipe some skin care products.

Tan Jiaren picked up her phone, and as soon as she opened it, the unread message on the icon of Weibo was already displayed as "99+".

Tan Jiaren threw off her shoes and lay on the bed.

Weibo has fallen underneath.

There are more than 100,000 likes alone!

Tan Jiaren glanced at it and flipped through everyone's comments.

Flowers fly pollen love to spend; "Great, is this true? Blessings blessings! I wish you great happiness forever! ”

Tan Jiaren replied "thank you" and added a smiley face.

Tan Jiaren flipped down several pages, all of which were words of blessing.

After thinking about it, Tan Jiaren replied again, "There are too many blessings, so I won't reply one by one!" Thank you for your blessings, and I wish you all the best and a smooth life. ”

Tan Jiaren looked at the number of likes and blessings again and again.

Even through the screen, you can feel full of heart and energy from inside.

Holding her mobile phone, Tan Jiaren fell asleep unconsciously.

In the morning, the rising sun sprinkled the room with soft light, and some of the sunlight fell mischievously on the woman's face, the fair complexion was even softer in the sun, and the curled eyelashes were like butterfly wings fluttering slightly.

What woke up Tan Jiaren was not the morning sunshine, nor the bedside alarm clock, but a call from Gou Ruyu.

"Hey, what's the matter with calling me so early?"

Tan Jiaren sat up from the bed, with an indescribable lazy and charming posture all over her body, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it, and her mind was full of only thinking about renewing her relationship with Zhou Gong.

"Take a look at your Weibo!"

Gou Ruyu said nervously over there.

"My Twitter? A lot of people under my Weibo have blessed me. Tan Jiaren combed her thick hair with her hands, her apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a little pride.

"I know. The problem is, your Weibo Mu Qingfeng also commented! ”

"Mu Qingfeng? Is he also a fan of mine? ”

Tan Jiaren got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water!

"Hey, my talented girl, let's take a look at your own Weibo first, right?"

After Gou Ruyu finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Tan Jiaren opened Weibo, only to see that the blessing comment that was pushed to the top of the Weibo she published yesterday had been suppressed.

In its place was an unfamiliar nickname.

Rumu Qingfeng: "Why is what I see different from what you say?" Why don't you see you on the headlines of C City? ”

Tan Jiaren put the cup in her hand on the table heavily.

I clicked into the homepage of the breeze.

His profile reads: Mu Qingfeng, a well-known reporter in City C, is mainly old and spicy in writing and sharp in his views.

Tan Jiaren clenched her hands into fists and hammered the table several times.

Did she offend Mu Qingfeng somewhere?

Why did Mu Qingfeng bite himself and not let go?

And, looking at the meaning of his words, it seems that he still has some strong evidence in his hand.

I am in the light, and the enemy is in the dark.

In this matter, Tan Jiaren has been in a passive situation.

Framed and splashed with dirty water.

Reactive measures to rescue them.

Tan Jiaren thought that as soon as the Weibo of the explanation was posted, the matter would be resolved satisfactorily, but she didn't expect that this was not the end, but another beginning!

"What's next?"

hasn't waited for Tan Jiaren to come up with any good solution.

Gou Ruyu's phone call came again.

"Beauty, take a look at the news network of City C. There are a few big fish that are breaking your news. ”

Tan Jiaren hurriedly opened the mobile phone webpage to refresh.

"The words are not true, the front foot just confessed on Weibo, and the back foot was slapped in the face."

"The Tibetan beauty incident has been full of twists and turns, and he was photographed loving in the underground garage!"

"What will save you, the face of a beautiful writer?"

Tan Jiaren went in one by one and hurriedly browsed a few times.

The content is much the same, first connecting the first two news events together, and then reprinting the paragraph and pictures posted by Tan Jiaren yesterday, and finally breaking out a picture.

That was when Chai Shaoan sent Tan Jiaren home that day.

I just don't know why I was secretly photographed again.

By the way, Chai Shaoan also said that day that someone was following them.

Could it be that the person who followed him that day secretly took the film?

However, didn't Chai Shaoan get rid of them all?

Could it be that they had already arranged for someone to wait in the underground garage, just waiting for Tan Jiaren to take a secret picture as soon as she appeared?

This explanation is the most plausible.

Tan Jiaren felt a deep chill because of this.

These people really do anything to achieve their goals!

Tan Jiaren clicked into the personal homepage of the big fish that released the news.

Since Mu Qingfeng is provocative under her Weibo, there must be some picture in his hand that is not good for Tan Jiaren.

These three news items on the website should be inseparable from Mu Qingfeng.

Tan Jiaren's mobile phone soon rang again.

It was Chai Shaoan who called.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Chai Shaoan's voice was full of worry, "Beauty, I saw the news on the Internet, I'm worried about you." ”

Tan Jiaren didn't answer immediately, she couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment.

It's warm, it's rising, and the heart is suddenly beating fast.

"I'm fine."

"I'll come and see you later. Do you see that it is convenient? ”

Tan Jiaren thought of the picture she had just seen on the Internet.

"Let's meet at Ruyu's shop!"

Tan Jiaren quickly closed the line, and before she could think about this series of things clearly.

Mom Lan Jinxiu's phone call came again.

"Beauty, my daughter, what the hell is going on on this Internet?"

Lan Jinxiu's voice sounded a little tired.

Tan Jiaren understands very well how powerful the verbal violence on the Internet is.

She thought she was just a person to bear, but in fact, her relatives, her friends, which one didn't care and wasn't in a hurry?

"Mom, it's okay! It's not that you don't know the current media, in order to attract attention, you can say anything, don't you worry, don't you still believe who your daughter is? ”

finally calmed down Lan Jinxiu.

Tan Jiaren entered her cloakroom.

In the early spring weather, it was cold and warm, Tan Jia chose a white knitted mid-length knitted sweater, a nude pink windbreaker, plus a pair of black boots, and a black killer bag from the P family, which was comfortable and fashionable.

Before leaving, Tan Jiaren put on a hat and mask again.

In the underground garage, Tan Jiaren walked out of the elevator, walked to her car, opened the door and sat down.

Holding the steering wheel, his palms were dripping with sweat.

Tan Jiaren didn't understand, she obviously didn't do anything wrong, why was she afraid, why did she even have to arm herself when she went out?