It had been less than ten minutes since the last call, and Yan Fuguang's phone rang again.

It's still Mo Yun, but this time her tone is very different from before.

"Yan Yan, do you want to be exposed?" Mo Yun was not angry, mainly because of an accident, or shock.

"Huh?" Yan Fuguang didn't understand, what was exposed?

"Isn't that what you meant by the photo you just posted on Weibo?"

Mo Yun sighed, yes, she knew what was going on!

This little ancestor didn't care at all, he slapped it casually and then sent it casually, as for whether the relationship was exposed or not, she never took it seriously.

"Hey, let's take a look at the Weibo you just posted, if the Weibo can still be opened."

Mo Yun hung up the phone with a headache, no matter how Yan Fuguang was going to respond, he would definitely have to work overtime today.

Yan Fuguang switched back to the Weibo interface, and after refreshing, he could only see a circle turning, which seemed to be ready to turn to the old world.

It seems that her Weibo post has crashed the server again.

Switch to the album and open the photo you just took.

In the middle of the picture is a white porcelain bowl without any patterns, and a plain stainless steel fork, plus yellow and delicious mangoes, but there is nothing wrong with the whole picture, except for the lower left corner......

There are half of the cuffs exposed, and there is half a dial under the cuffs, and half of the head on the dial, although the angle is slightly tilted, but anyone who has followed the auction can recognize that it is Yan Fuguang.

That's why Weibo crashed?

Thinking of the word "you" that Ji Yingzhou wanted to say just now, Yan Fuguang suddenly smiled.

"It turns out that Mr. Ji wants to make it public so much?"

If he finished speaking just now, maybe she would have retaken it, of course it might not, mainly because this is not like what the always steady Ji Yingzhou would do.

Of course, Yan Fuguang really doesn't mind if it is exposed or not, otherwise she will not directly admit it when she meets fans in Finland, Ji Yingzhou has always said that she follows her wishes, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait to tell the world in his heart.

Ji Yingzhou hugged Yan Fuguang tightly, and the voice sounded in her ears: "Well, I wish the whole world knew that you were my baby!" ”

Yan Fuguang took his hand, carefully looked at Bai Feili on his wrist, and smiled: "It's pretty good-looking." ”

In fact, when she woke up, she saw him wearing this watch, if she hadn't guessed that the buyer was Ji Yingzhou, she would have bought it herself.

In fact, a fan is right, if someone she doesn't know uses this to disgust her, she will most likely throw this thing directly into the Huangpu River.

Don't think that this watch is very expensive, it is not a thing, it is a treasure in Ji Yingzhou's hands, if you buy it by another person, it is probably not worth a white eye in Yan Fuguang's eyes.

"You're not angry?"

Hearing Ji Yingzhou's words, Yan Fuguang smiled: "Why are you angry, you can't see anyone?" ”

If it weren't for Yan Fuguang's generous admission to fans on Christmas Day, Ji Yingzhou would definitely finish his words today, and he was suddenly greedy just now, but fortunately, Yan Fuguang was not angry.

"Clarification will not be clarified, but your identity should not be disclosed, it is not safe and free, what do you think?"

Yan Fuguang is confident that he will not be photographed, but why should he reduce the difficulty for the paparazzi, after all, there is no specific target for these people to shoot, and there is nowhere to shoot.

"Well, listen to you."

Although it is also impossible to photograph him, Yan Fuguang can make any decisions, his identity is kept secret for the time being, and they can be at ease for a while.

But the lone Bai Philippe can hide it from netizens, but Zhao Yige.

Two hours ago, he watched Ji Yingzhou "suspectly" go to see Yan Fuguang, and two hours later, the two of them collapsed Weibo!

Now his mind is half speechless, half shocked, what else can he say, he can only slap a few times and attach a capital NB.

Although Ji Yingzhou didn't reply to any of the messages he sent in the past, it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't crash, his messages will never stop.

No way, understand.

Even if it is small, this matter is too worthy of envy and hatred!

Mo Yun waited for more than half an hour, and finally waited for Yan Fuguang's reply, what, it turned out to be a cold treatment without clarifying?

She immediately chased the phone and repeatedly confirmed whether Yan Fuguang really decided to do this, and finally got a positive answer, that is, cold treatment and no clarification.

For a while, Mo Yun didn't know what to say, Yan Fuguang was not an ordinary person, and many of the issues that most artists would scruple about were not within her consideration.

So, if it's exposed, it's not completely exposed, whatever you say, I care if I lose.

This is indeed Yan Fuguang's character, Mo Yun thought that she didn't expect that they would take half of each other, and when she had a direction, she immediately arranged for someone to do things.

In fact, there is no need to do anything, it is nothing more than to monitor public opinion, and then deal with it if something is wrong.

This Weibo has finally improved a little, two minutes shorter than the time of Yan Fuguang's coma, and when the webpage is normal, I will refresh it again, and the comments on Yan Fuguang's Weibo have increased by tens of thousands in an instant.

[If I'm not blind, this is the 70 million, right? ] 】

[You're not blind, but I'm blind, this is Yan Fuguang's Weibo, right? ] 】

[Let me take a look, an unknown Asian boss spent more than 70 million to buy a piece of Bai Philippe named after Yan Fuguang, and then at this moment Yan Fuguang is next to this big guy, right? ] 】

[Yes, yes, but why do you feel weird when you say that?] 】

[Come on, come on, let's find faults, where is the background of this photo? ] 】

[I can't see it, the camera is too close, except for the bowl and the watch, what is the cushion underneath, the tablecloth? ] 】

[Don't worry about anything else, it's a man's hand, right?! So ..................]

[I suddenly thought of the revelation of the garbled ID, could it be true?! 】

[What are you guessing, it can't be her father, her grandfather, her uncle? 】

[I don't care, I already have a picture in my head, I'll start writing tomorrow, welcome to our company to buy film and television copyrights]

[Squat a statement, this time the agent should also speak soon]

[Last time, it was nonsense from an unknown person, this is the Weibo posted by Goddess Yan herself, I have a bad premonition......]

[What a hunch, the big deal is to fall in love, why, an adult is not allowed to fall in love? ] 】

This time, the melon is relatively large, the content is a bit ambiguous, and Yan Fuguang posted it herself, whether she did it deliberately or didn't pay attention, anyway, there are too many points worth discussing, not to mention tens of thousands of comments, hundreds of thousands can't stop.

Such a high popularity marketing account must be pouring out of the nest, just like a hyena smelling the smell, it is bound to analyze this picture clearly.

(End of chapter)