The media's suppressed curiosity about Xianglan was all stimulated, her family, her university, her modeling background, and various reports of her replacement for Nancy were overwhelming, and Ye Jingming couldn't suppress it.

After the accident, Yang Lin rushed to Xianglan's side as soon as possible, at that time, the blood in her palms had not yet coagulated, and the little girl sat pitifully on the sofa, with a pair of big eyes misty, I felt pity.

Yang Lin sat beside her and lit a slender mint cigarette: "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Xiang Lan raised his head, his dark eyes were clear: "I didn't mean to, my hand was pierced by a nail." ”

Yang Lin looked at her palm, and immediately took a photo, and then asked Xiao An to treat the wound, she walked up the stairs, and looked carefully according to the position that Xiang Lan said, the staircase handrails were smooth and shiny, not to mention a nail, not even a nail hole.

Yang Lin laughed, there are many means in this circle, and she is really curious when she can see the nails.

After investigating for a long time and there was no result, Yang Lin asked Xiao An to send Xianglan home, Xianglan proposed to go to see Xiao Yani, Yang Lin thought for a while before agreeing.

There were reporters waiting outside the hospital, and according to Yang Lin's instructions, Xiao An entered through the main entrance to attract the attention of reporters, and Xiang Lan was escorted by Li Feng and secretly entered through the side door.

In the ward, Xiao Yani was still asleep, and Zhuang Jingyu was preparing to go back.

He grabbed Xianglan and didn't let her in, Xianglan was about to cry: "Teacher Zhuang, let me go in and see Yani." ”

"Her relatives are here, it's not good for you to go in, go back, don't take pictures of reporters." Zhuang Jingyu was a little tired, and his eyes were red.

"Teacher Zhuang, I really didn't mean to, I don't know how to get a nail into my palm, and I really don't know how to push Yani down, Teacher Zhuang, I ......"

Xiang Lan said in a hurry, she knew that in the crew, if Zhuang Jingyu didn't believe her, others wouldn't believe her.

Zhuang Jingyu sighed: "Xianglan, don't say it, I'm tired too, let's all go back, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow." ”

Watching Zhuang Jingyu turn around, he thought Lan was like a child who had done something wrong, and looked at it with a blank eye.

Li Feng came over and wrapped her in a thick coat, "Xiao An just pushed down the reporter and gave her foot, I asked her to send her home first." ”

Xiang Lan came back to his senses: "How can this be, they are too bullying." ”

Li Feng didn't talk much, at this time he frowned and looked into the distance, and whispered, "Let's get in the car first." ”

didn't wait for Xianglan to get into the car, and suddenly two policemen came over, one of whom showed his work card: "Su Xianglan, is it?" We are from the police station, please go back and help investigate a personal injury case. ”

Xiang Lan stood in place at a loss, "Who called the police?" ”

Li Feng was also stunned, he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered, "Comrade policeman, is there some misunderstanding?" ”

Another said impatiently: "If there is any misunderstanding, I will wait until I go to the police station." ”

Li Feng glanced in the distance, afraid that the reporter who heard the wind would chase him, he whispered to Xiang Lan: "Go first, I'll call Sister Lin immediately."

Thinking that Lan Zhou's body was trembling, she was not afraid, she was angry, who had such a big grudge against her and wanted to completely stink her?

In the police station, the attitude of the police is not friendly, and they are curious about Su Xianglan's identity as an artist, and they have changed the transcript several times, in order to see something fresh, and Xianglan needs to repeat those words over and over again, and he wants to vomit what he says.

Fortunately, Yang Lin arrived quickly, and it is estimated that she found some leader, and as soon as she entered the door, she dared to shout: "What do you mean, why are you detaining my artist?" ”

Xiao Yani's agent is also there, this person's name is Chen Tong, who has never dealt with Yang Lin very much, so he immediately went up to quarrel with Yang Lin.

Then came Mani, who immediately pulled them away and whispered, "No matter what you are arguing about, you are not afraid of people laughing at it." ”

Both of them felt impulsive, people came and went in the police station, and if anyone owed to take a picture of what they had just posted on the Internet, they would be finished.

Although the police released them in the end, everyone was in a bad mood, and Mani asked Yang Lin and Chen Tong to go back to the company for a meeting, and only Xianglan could go back.

Li Feng drove the car and did not go home, but sent Xianglan to a club-style hotel.

"There are a lot of reporters squatting at the door of the house, you will stay here tonight."

Xiang Lan said to Li Feng: "Well, then you go and see Xiao An, she is most afraid of pain." ”

Li Feng insisted on sending Xiang Lan to the room, and then went to drive away.

Xiang Lan lay on the bed tiredly and rubbed for most of the day before going to take a shower.

The bathtub is large and stocked with essential oils. She soaked in the bathtub, swiped Weibo, and the trumpets that popped up out of nowhere exposed her so-called black history. The fans who don't know the truth say something, some top and some scold, pinch each other into dogs.

Xiang Lan threw away the phone irritably and closed his eyes.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a man walked in silently.