"Yin Xiu, help him, last time in the interview, Su Zixin helped me a lot, she is a kind person." Ling Qianyi looked at him expectantly, and couldn't bear to see such a delicate and clear person being hurt by public opinion.

Feng Yinxiu looked at her deeply and nodded, "Okay." ”

"Old Xiu, old Xiu?"

"I'll send you all the information tomorrow, and you can contact the relevant media now." Feng Yinxiu had a calm face and a stiff tone.

But this blunt tone sounded like a heavenly sound in the City of Ink, and a howl comparable to that of a crazy fan startled Ling Qianyi.

Ling Qianyi is busy with other things these days, and basically doesn't look at things on the Internet, probably Su Yue doesn't watch much, so she doesn't pay attention to it.

It turned out that a few days ago, there was news that Su Zixin's peerless boyfriend was cheating on the young model, although the photo was not very clear, but the general outline was that he was right.

On the day the news broke, he immediately posted a long article, pointing out that Su Zixin, as a girlfriend, had no self-consciousness at all, hooked up with male stars under the guise of filming, and became romantic, but he always ignored him, all kinds of cold violence, and created a bunch of reasonable evidence out of thin air.

Su Zixin is the image of a gentle Jiangnan woman in everyone's eyes, accused by her boyfriend, and there is also those evidence, many people can't accept that they look away and like the wrong person. In an instant, it was her fans who scolded the most.

Overnight, the boyfriend cheated, but it was the woman who was abused and spurned, which shows how stable and popular this man's wrist and image are.

People are always deceived by what they believe in their own wishful thinking.

What we see is believing, what everyone thinks is the truth, what everyone thinks is wrong, and the so-called justice that everyone believes in is the supreme justice.

On the other side of the keyboard, no one knows anyone, and no one knows what anyone looks like. The keyboard became a weapon and the only outlet for venting.

Maybe the person who is full of justice at that end is a scumbag who makes thousands of people spurn, but he can still have a tall image on the Internet, and he can still call the wind and rain as he wants.

It is not unreasonable that there are many people who are popular.

Unless you reach the point of becoming a god, no matter what you do, no one will deliberately smear you, because everyone knows that smearing you is equivalent to pouring a drop of ink into the sea, and it has no effect.

However, in the entertainment industry, there are very few people who can do this.

Feng Yinxiu didn't delay much, and immediately ordered Lei Yi to send someone to check the information, the sooner the better.

"You say, why are there so many scumbags?" Ling Qianyi sighed with great emotion, both sad for those women and glad for herself.

"There are a lot of people, and there must be a few toads to set it off." Feng Yinxiu put his arm around her, lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on her forehead, "No matter what others do, I will never be a scumbag, don't worry." ”

He thought that Ling Qianyi was worried that he had also met a scumbag.

Ling Qianyi reached out and touched his smooth chin: "I'm not worried, I never doubt you, always." So, no matter what happens, don't doubt my love for you. ”

Even if you know that I'm a woman, don't doubt it.

"Okay, I promise you." Feng Yinxiu curled her hair and leaned lazily, "Will you come with me tomorrow?" ”

Well? Of course, no.

It's not time to qualify for that yet.

Feng Yinxiu didn't force her, anyway, she was happy when she saw someone.