Song Ci'an was also puzzled, but a figure flashed in his mind.

It's rare that Yan Jin did it?

It's not like it, she hasn't contacted Yan Dacai much recently during filming, and he hasn't looked for him.

But apart from him, I can't think of anyone who will help me, could it be Yuan Chi?

Just as he was making various conjectures, Qin Qiming knocked on the door and came in, and said with a relaxed expression: "I also read the news on the Internet just now, Fu Da is not a big deal, otherwise I don't know how to make the movie."

"That's why Director Qin met someone who was unladylike, so this kind of thing happened." Xiaoxiao suddenly had the audacity to tease him.

Qin Qiming knew that she was in a good mood, and her mouth was about to reach the root of her ears.

Did Song Ja'an's matter make her so happy?

"It's true that I'm also at fault, so why don't I add more scenes to Porcelain An."

Hearing the addition of the camera, Xiaoxiao was even more excited than Song Ci'an: "Director Qin, you have to be a word when you speak."

Song Ja'an stopped her: "Don't be excited, my extra drama is equivalent to working for a few more days, why are you still so happy."

"Anyway, show your face more and let more people know you, of course I'm happy."

Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue mischievously, which made her helpless.

"Porcelain An, you have to thank someone for this incident." Qin Qiming opened his voice.

Through his eyes, Song Ci'an seemed to understand instantly and nodded.

Xiaoxiao didn't understand the meaning, and there were question marks written all over her face.

Qin Qiming didn't bother, and didn't forget to pull Xiaoxiao away when he left.

……

"According to your request, the video was posted on the Internet, and most of the netizens who scolded Song Ja'an apologized, which is exactly what you want." After Lin Shen reported the matter to Yan Jin, he fell on the sofa.

"Did Wang Shangcheng find it?" Yan Jin asked casually, but his pupils exuded coolness.

"I found it, I still peed my pants when we caught it, and I was really embarrassed to go home." Lin Shen scoffed.

Yan Jin casually held up the frame of his glasses: "I'll leave it to you how to deal with it, in short, don't dirty my eyes again."

"Well, but you've done so much, does Song Ci'an know?"

From the moment she was attacked by people on the Internet, Yan Jin informed himself to deal with it as soon as possible, and he wanted to suppress all the negative news within today.

Lin Shen dealt with it almost non-stop, afraid that if he was a second late, Yan Jin's eyes would kill him.

"Whether she knows it doesn't mean much to me or not, it just lets her know how stupid she is." Yan Jin let out a sneer.

Lin Shen was worried that if he asked a few more words, Yan Dacai might lose his temper, so he hurriedly slipped away.

The room was instantly silent, except for the sound of the pen in Yan Jin's hand rubbing against the paper.

After a while, the phone rang, and after a glance at Song Ci'an, he took it.

"Brother Jin, thank you for today's events." Song Ci'an spoke first, with a little sincerity in his tone.

"No need to say thanks, just like last time, I have a cleanliness fetish and don't like people touching my things." Yan Jin said casually.

"Anyway, thank you, next time I'll treat you to dinner." Song Ja-an initiated the invitation.

Yan Jin's mind suddenly appeared that she made a mess of the kitchen because of a fried rice.

"Brother Jin? Is there no time? Song Ci'an heard that there was no response from the other side, and asked.

"No, I have other things, hang up."

Suddenly the call hung up, and Song Ci'an couldn't help but be discouraged.

She wants to communicate with Yan Jin normally, and it is no longer that ambiguous atmosphere.

But Yan Jin doesn't seem to like it, is he really just his disgraceful lover, can't he be another identity?

Thinking of this, Song Ci'an shook his head, how could he have such an unrealistic idea.