Shen Fanyin didn't care how Nie Feng tore up with the mother and daughter, and she didn't care what others said about her.

She's survived the worst of times, and now she's only worried about whether these will affect her career.

Death to those who stop her from making money!

Jing Zeheng glanced at those words that he didn't know what to say, and felt that the illness of those virgin was much more serious than that of the second uncle.

"There will definitely be an impact," Jing Zeheng put the tablet aside so that Shen Fanyin would not feel uncomfortable when he saw it, and he asked, "What do you want to do?" Do I ask Wu Ye to make a public relations statement or do you respond directly?"

"It's a bit of a drop to respond directly to him." Shen Fanyin pursed his lips, "I really let him treat himself as a dish."

Jing Zeheng nodded: "Well, indeed, then I'll let Wu Ye prepare a statement."

"Don't," Shen Fanyin waved his hand repeatedly, "Respond to him with Sheng Hua's public relations, isn't that more useless?" And it will also make those who stand and talk without back pain feel that Shenghua is cold, and maybe it will affect Shenghua's business or stock price."

Jing Zeheng was a little helpless: "Sanskrit, you don't have to be thoughtful about everything."

What about saying that he oppresses people with power? He didn't care.

And there weren't so many foolproof ways in this world, and he didn't mind if she needed to, if she wanted to.

Shen Fanyin continued to shake her head, she said, "How can my face be as important as Shenghua's business? Even if you really want to give up one side, you should choose the former way."

"Sanskrit." Jing Zeheng frowned.

"Don't be nervous," Shen Fanyin knew what he wanted to say without listening, she reached out and grabbed his arm, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I think I can think of a way."

Jing Zeheng raised his hand to wrap his arm around her waist, looked at her with lowered eyes, and said, "Sanskrit, this matter should not be delayed for too long."

The longer things ferment, the more invective will be. People have a herd mentality, and if they don't scold them at this time, they will feel that they are out of place.

Shen Fanyin nodded: "I know, I'll ......."

"Knock knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door, which frightened Shen Fanyin and pushed Jing Zeheng into the bathroom.

Jing Zeheng stood inside the door, looking at her with helpless eyes.

Shen Fanyin closed the bathroom door directly, leaving him with an apologetic smile.

"Yinyin? What are you doing?"

Shen Xin's voice came from outside the door.

Shen Fanyin answered and opened the door.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Shen Fanyin held the doorknob in one hand, and only opened the door to a path that only allowed one person to pass sideways.

Shen Xin's face was a little pale, she didn't care about Shen Fanyin's movements, she grabbed her arm and said, "Go in and say."

Shen Fanyin really didn't want Shen Xin to come in.

But she didn't have any reason to stop her.

Shen Fanyin stubbornly got out of the way and sat on the sofa with Shen Xin.

Shen Xin leaned on the sofa, and the weakness caused by airsickness made her feel poor.

"Yinyin, what are you going to do about Nie Feng?" Shen Xin asked directly, "Your Uncle Jing wanted to deal with it for you, but I stopped him."

Shen Fanyin hugged the pillow, and said softly "um" when she heard the words, "I can handle it myself, don't affect Shenghua."

"I think so too, after all, it's still our mother's business." Shen Xin rubbed Shen Fanyin's head and said softly, "Yinyin, don't meet with him, let's go talk to him, all he wants is money, and it won't be too difficult to get rid of."

"Forget it, you are a married woman who meets her ex-husband, no matter what the reason, if you are photographed, there will be countless dirty water poured on you."

Shen Fanyin suddenly found that she seemed to be vetoing all kinds of suggestions all day today.

But she couldn't come up with a particularly good solution.

Shen Xin tapped her on the head, and then pulled her into his arms.

Holding Shen Fanyin, Shen Xin let out a long sigh of relief, as if this was the only way to be sure.

She said, "Yinyin, you must not see him, he is a mad dog now...... And he also knows that I'm married, and he can't get along with me or your grandmother, so he can only start with you......

"Whether it's convincing you or threatening us with you, there's only one way he can do it."

Shen Xin frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "The only merit in his life is for me to give birth to you."

Shen Fanyin leaned on her mother's arms, squinted her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised: "Whether it is to persuade me or use me to threaten you, he can't do it, and it's not like I haven't chased him and beat him."

Shen Xin: "......"

"He's a person, he will only pick up soft persimmons and pinch them, and if he feels a little threatened, he won't ......."

Shen Fanyin paused as she spoke.

A little light flashed through her mind, and she jerked her head up—

Bumped into Ms. Shen's chin.

"Shen Fanyin!"

"Oops...... Mom, are you alright?"

Shen Fanyin covered her head and hurriedly went to see Shen Xin's chin.

Fortunately, the two of them were close and did not hit hard.

Shen Xin glared at Shen Fanyin: "Such a big person, why is he still frizzy? You're ...... It's too much of a mother."

Shen Fanyin smiled flatteringly: "No, I just thought of a way, and I was a little excited."

Hearing that she had thought of a way, Shen Xin also put aside the matter of hitting her chin, and she asked, "What way?"

Shen Fanyin was stunned.

Well...... Crash forgot.

After taking a big beating from her mother, Shen Fanyin finally remembered what she was thinking just now.

"Mu Mu, you can help me ask your palace captain, can I sue Nie Feng for this?"

"Okay, you wait a minute, I'll call you when I'm done."

"Hmm."

Shen Fanyin hung up the phone and looked at Shen Xin helplessly: "Mom, you are a wealthy lady, can't you have a little gentle demeanor that a noble lady should have?"

Shen Xin didn't argue with her about what a noble lady should be, she only said, "You can't win this matter."

What happened back then, in the final analysis, was just a family dispute. If Nie Feng was really deceived, then it would not be him who would pay the price in the end.

"I know," Shen Fanyin nodded, "I just want a court summons."

"Doesn't sending a lawyer's letter directly have such an effect?"

"The lawyer's letter has been played like a confession, and the court summons is obviously more useful."

After Shen Fanyin finished speaking, he picked up his mobile phone again and lowered his eyes to send a message.

Shen Xin asked her, "Then how are you going to solve it?"

"No hurry, no hurry, I have to ask......

Shen Fanyin's fingers quickly tapped on the phone screen, and after a while, she got a reply and smiled.

She put down her phone and said to Shen Xin, "Don't worry, Mom, there will be results tomorrow."

Shen Xin looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then stretched out his hand and took her into his arms again.

"Yinyin, all these years...... Thank you for your hard work."

She whispered.

Shen Fanyin chuckled and asked, "Then can you stop filming me without saying a word in the future?"

Shen Xin: "No."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Shen Xin was still a little uncomfortable, and seeing Shen Fanyin's confident appearance, she sat for a while and left.

After she left, Shen Fanyin opened the door of the bathroom and smiled apologetically at Jing Zeheng inside: "I have wronged you."

Jing Zeheng sat on the sink, and beckoned to her when he heard the words: "Come here."

Shen Fanyin moved over, and as soon as he stood firmly, he was hugged into his arms.

He said, "Although the lawyer's letter is not necessary, the process still has to be gone through again, and I asked the legal counsel to prepare it for you."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin thought of netizens' comments on Sheng Hua's legal affairs, and suddenly smiled, "It is estimated that Nie Feng will be scared to death

now."

Jing Zeheng said again: "Fanyin, it's not impossible to send him to prison, I'll let people collect the evidence of the year, you ......."

"I really didn't want to send him in." Shen Fanyin interrupted him, "Including Nie Bao'er and her mother...... In fact, they're the last people I want to send to jail."

Jing Zeheng looked at her suspiciously, almost suspecting that he had misheard.

Shen Fanyin's eyes were slightly cold, and she said, "Let them go to prison only need to find evidence to fight a lawsuit, but what about after that? We all know that their crimes will not last long, a year and a half...... They hid in prison, just to avoid the ridicule and criticism of the world, but let them take advantage of it."

Jing Zeheng gently pinched the back of her neck.

"I didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore, I think my life is already good, and there is really no need to waste emotions for this kind of person."

"But when they provoke me, I want them to be scolded by thousands of people, I want them to watch me go higher and higher."

"At least for Nie Bao'er, it's more uncomfortable for her than killing her."

After Shen Fanyin finished speaking, he looked at Jing Zeheng.

She didn't see a trace of disgust or other negative emotions in Jing Zeheng's eyes, he smiled softly, and his eyes contained her reflection.

He said, "Sanskrit, do what you want, and I will always support you."

She replied, "Well, I know."

The next day, in the studio of Muse magazine.

In recent years, this magazine that still sells amazingly in the increasingly sluggish environment of paper media has also done a lot of work, "Muse" not only has a million-selling magazine, but also has the most popular fashion interview self-media, every time it publishes an interview video, the number of views can make a lot of entertainment media envious.

The interview with "Muse" not only wanted by celebrity models, but also by designers, photographers, painters, writers...... It's also flocking to it.

For countless people, "The Muse" is a beacon.

Now, Shen Fanyin is sitting in the dressing room of this lighthouse, listening to the nagging of the editor-in-chief while letting the makeup artist paint on her face.

"I'm so glad you came, really, I've wanted to interview you for a long time, but you've been rejecting me."

"Are you sure you really want to talk about that here? Actually, I think it's best for you not to respond, just deal with this kind of thing coldly, and after a while, netizens won't remember anything."

"Okay, listen to you, we'll do what you say...... Come, here's the question, I'll have someone write you some answers, you can refer to it......

Shen Fanyin endured a headache and took the folder and reminded, "I have to tell you that before this video is released, I will send a lawyer's letter."

Editor-in-Chief: "......!"