Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Smell Gossip
Ling Qing was really attacking in all directions.
Ling Xia pursed her beautiful red lips and nodded knowingly: "Oh~"
When Director Zhou heard this, he beat a drum in his heart.
That's agreed?
It's too simple, isn't it?
However...... In the next second, Director Zhou, who was smiling, said, "I don't agree. β
Director Zhou's head was full of black lines, and it exploded in an instant.
"I said Ling Xia, you can be on this show because the ancestral tomb is on fire, and now I just ask you to cooperate and reduce the negative impact, which is a good thing for you and the program team, why don't you agree? Is there anyone like you? β
"Hmph, don't say it for my sake! I was on the show because of Ling Qing's relationship. Why did I just arrive on the show, so much black material, the so-called evidence occupies the hot search with lightning speed, and fools can see some clues! As for you...... It's better to be smart! β
Director Zhou gasped, his eyes widened, and he was about to faint.
Ling Xia actually threatened him!
"Now I reluctantly believe that you have nothing to do with this matter, and in half an hour, I will give you an answer." Dropping these words, Ling Xia hung up the phone, threw the phone to the photographer, and turned around and went into the bedroom.
Photographer: This phone is hot!
It's been a while, Ling Xia still hasn't answered, and there is no shadow of Ling Xia in the picture, she must be so anxious that the ants on the pot are hot, and she chooses to hide.
Qiao Anran sneered and continued to ask questions in the group.
Time flies: @δΈε «ζͺηε₯θ©ηζ΄», pitiful/If you want an explanation, is it so difficult?
Autumn Farewell: ......
Happiness Xiaoduo: When this kind of thing happens, Ling Xia must be very uncomfortable, let's give us more time.
Simple: others don't fall into trouble when they are in trouble, and maybe she can save you when you are down. Be more tolerant and understanding.
Time flies: Grievances/Don't I understand her? She had been so directed at me before, and I wanted an explanation, and it was right, didn't it?
[Goddess Enron is right, everything is Ling Xia's fault, why should she pay for it! ] γ
[Our Qinjun idol is really good, Ling Xia has been hacked by the whole network, not only did he not fall into the well, but he also sent charcoal in the snow! ] γ
[Ahhh γ
[Everyone is good, but Ling Xia's slut is not good! ] γ
[Isn't it good for a slut to die early?!] Anger/]
You are in my dream: Ling Xia is not this kind of person, I know her. I also believe that she can handle this matter well.
When Ji Wei said this, some people were happy and some were worried.
Akibetsu: I smell gossip.
A small flower of happiness: hehe.
Simple: Smile/
Qiao Anran's face was a little ugly.
The previous Ji Yingdi showed extraordinary concern for Ling Xia, but in the end he was a little hostile, he thought that even if Ji Wei was involved in this matter, he would not help Ling Xia.
Can ...... now
Time flies: @δ½ ε¨ζζ’¦ι, Ji Yingdi, knowing people and faces but not knowing their hearts, how can Ling Xia be good or bad?
You are in my dream: I knew her ten years ago, at that time she was hot-tempered, and she only knew how to solve problems with her fists, but I didn't expect that after many years, she would be so brainless.
Simple: hahaha.
Autumn Farewell: Hot, no brains? How do I smell the ambiguous sour smell?
Ling Xia took a good look at the video with the computer's editing software, and had found the traces of the P picture, and preliminarily restored it.
came out to get the mobile phone, just to see Ji Wei complaining about her words.
Hot-tempered? Brainless?
Well, good!
It seems that the wound on his face is almost healed, and he needs some new scars.
Ling Xia's fists clenched.