Chapter 112: Her Black Material

"......" Su Zimo felt that this matter might have really been said by Chen Feng.

"You give Qianqian a call." Su Zimo said without giving up.

“…… Yes, you are truly my ancestor. Chen Feng was extremely helpless about the current Su Zimo.

After Chen Feng hung up the phone, he called Yang Qianqianbo.

It didn't take long for the phone to be connected.

"Hey, Brother Chen, what's the matter?" Yang Qianqian asked.

"Ah, no, I made the wrong call." After Chen Feng finished speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Yang Qianqian, who was hung up on the phone, was confused, but since she had nothing to look for her, she didn't bother to bother.

After all, the most important thing now is to cook for Su Yang first.

So Yang Qianqian put down her phone and walked back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

After Chen Feng hung up the phone, he sent Su Zimo WeChat, saying that he could get through Yang Qianqian's phone.

Su Zimo looked at the WeChat sent by Chen Feng, and was even more at a loss.

He didn't have any experience in love since he was a child, and he has no clue what to do now!

Su Zimo can only continue to sit in his car now, he doesn't want to leave, this is also the closest way to get to Yang Qianqian.

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Half an hour later, Yang Qianqian brought the food to the table, and they didn't need to wait for Yang's mother to have dinner this time.

Yang's mother had already sent a message to Yang Qianqian before saying that she was going home late, and Yang Qianqian was in Su Zimo's car at the time and wanted to go out to eat with Su Zimo, so she let Yang's mother eat out by herself.

After all, if Mother Yang wants to eat at home at night, she has to do it after she goes back, it's too troublesome!

Yang Qianqian was eating when her phone rang.

"What's going on, why are so many people calling today." Yang Qianqian said to herself while walking over to take her mobile phone.

Yang Qianqian looked at the caller ID, Ding Qing.

She immediately answered the phone.

"Qianqian, don't look at Weibo first, there are some bad rumors about you on the Internet now, don't worry, I will deal with it." Ding Qing's tone was very anxious.

She was very afraid that Yang Qianqian would see the news on the Internet and then explode, although they had already exchanged this kind of topic before, but Ding Qing felt that after all, it would not be their turn, so she could say it easily.

And now that something bad happened to Yang Qianqian, Ding Qing was afraid that Yang Qianqian would collapse.

"What's going on?" As soon as Yang Qianqian heard Ding Qing's tone and the content of her words, she knew that there should be her black material on the Internet.

And this black material is still relatively large material, there should be many people scolding her on the Internet, otherwise Ding Qing would not be so anxious and worried about her reading Weibo.

"Well, don't worry, I'll take care of it, you can stay at home first and wait for my notice." Ding Qing stabilized her emotions and then comforted Yang Qianqian.

"Sister Qing, don't worry, I don't care about the evaluation of me on the Internet at all, we may be able to find a way to solve it together." Yang Qianqian said in a calm tone.

“…… Okay, you can open Weibo and take a look. Ding Qing thought for a while before saying.

What Yang Qianqian said did make sense, Ding Qing didn't have enough experience, and she just said that she could handle it well, but it was just to give Yang Qianqian a reassurance.

As for whether she can or not, she can't really say.

"Well, Sister Qing, you're not in too much of a hurry, it really can't be fake, it can't be fake." Yang Qianqian comforted Ding Qing and said.

"I know, but you also know that netizens just want to see the truth they believe." Ding Qing's tone was full of worry.