It has been two hours since the press conference held by the Diggen Hotel and publicly apologized to Su Qing.

Su Qing nestled lazily on the swing, swaying leisurely.

Her white and tender fingers slid across the phone screen, flipping through the comments of netizens. At the beginning, how badly she was hacked, and how high she is praised now.

Yes, the netizens who scolded her before all apologized to her, and they automatically established the Su Qing Support Association, claiming that they would protect her for the rest of their lives and would not let scumbags and hurt her again.

And Qiao Mufeng and Su Rou became the target of public criticism, and their Weibo was full of cursing.

The most surprising thing for Su Qing was that thousands of Weibo trumpets took the initiative to admit that they had received Su Rou's money before, and Su Rou instigated them to guide public opinion to hack Su Qing.

Su Qing picked a rose casually and said to herself to the flower, "Tell me, are you helping me?" Who are you sacred, and why can you turn your hands into clouds and your hands into rain? ”

She bit her honey lip lightly, feeling a little confused.

Rather than finally clearing her name and revealing the crimes of the dog man and woman, she was most concerned about the identity of Mo King's Landing now.

She suddenly remembered his words, I have only one identity in Mo Junlin, and that is your Su Qing's future husband.

Husband?

Su Qing blushed inexplicably just thinking about it, and this feeling was the same as the throbbing that night five years ago, which tickled her heart.

She turned on her phone to find the familiar melody, then she closed her eyes and imagined the image of the man holding her hand and taking her around and spinning.

Gradually, Su Qing was completely immersed in the wonderful and dreamy scene, just like five years ago.

At the end of the song, she was reluctant to open her eyes for a long time.

She sighed lowly, if only she could find him.

In the middle of melancholy, the apartment doorbell rang.

She jumped off the basket and went barefoot to open the door, and when the door opened, the faint disillusionment in her eyes was replaced by indifference and disgust.

She didn't want to say a word, and she was about to close the door.

"Qingqing, listen to me." Qiao Mufeng's voice was decadent and anxious, he was afraid that Su Qing would close the door, so he propped his arm on the door, "Qingqing, can I go in?" ”

"I can't." Su Qingdai's eyebrows twisted slightly, "Get out." ”

"Qingqing, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Qiao Mufeng suddenly hugged Su Qing, and with that strength, he couldn't wait to rub Su Qing into his blood, "Qingqing, I regret it now, why should I listen to Su Rou's slut, why don't I believe you?" Qingqing, I'm ......"

"Fuck off." Su Qing pushed Qiao Mufeng away with all her might, her little face was cold, and her tone was extremely disgusted, "You don't have to apologize to me, because I don't care anymore!" ”

"No, no, Qingqing, you still love me, you obviously love me all the time, I said I like you to wear wide clothes, you did it, I don't like you to enter the entertainment industry, you did it, you obviously love me so much, you ......"

"That's because I recognized the wrong person and thought you were the one he was five years ago, so I was willing to compromise and be humble, but since you are not him, why should I be stupid to like you?"

Qiao Mufeng was stunned for two seconds, and then hugged Su Qing again, "No, Qingqing, you love me, we have been together for five years, isn't the time of five years as good as the more than ten minutes you have been with him?" ”

"I'm sorry, except for those ten minutes, in the past five years, I have never been half distracted by you!"

When Su Qing said this, the eyes under the man's black mask flashed in his mind, so bright, so hot, like the eyes of Mo King's Landing......