When Lin Nuan finished filming, she was completely soaked. In the locker room, Lin Nuan felt slimy. After changing back into her clothes and removing her makeup, she sat down in her chair so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger.

In the past, Lin Nuan felt that it was easy to be an actor, especially when she saw that the acting skills reported in the news were overpaid. She would wonder why they were paid so much, so much, that it was ridiculous......

Now that she is doing it herself, she realizes the difficulty of the job. She only has a few scenes, but the mental energy used to express her emotional outbursts is more tiring than digging 12 tons of coal!

"How?" Fang Yan accompanied Lin Nuan throughout the process. She leaned on the makeup mirror and handed Lin Nuan an an open bottle of water.

Lin Nuan raised his sore arm and took it. "Thank you..."

"Are you really not thinking about developing into an all-round artist?" Dialect took a sip of water. "I can't be wrong. If you work in this direction, you will definitely stand up. I'm confident!

Lin Nuan shook his head and put his hands together. "A job like this, which requires me to go through a rollercoaster of emotions, is not for me! It's good enough for me to have a little bit of a show!

Fang Yan smiled, glanced at her watch, and then handed the tablet to Lin Nuan. "Cheer up! Take a 15-minute break and take a look at the long tweet we just posted. We're still going to go out and meet the reporters.

Lin Nuan nodded, rubbed her temples, and looked at the Weibo post she had just released.

She has a lot of missed calls from family and friends on her phone; Lin Nuan didn't have time to reply to all, so he had to turn off his phone. Even though he knew that he was playing an ostrich, Lin Nuan still wanted to be silent for a moment.

After a short rest, Lin Nuan tidied up her clothes and hair, and then accompanied Fang Yan outside to greet reporters.

...

In the president's office of CapitaLand, a live broadcast of Lin Nuan's interview at the entrance of the "Exorcist" set was shown on the TV screen.

Fu Huai'an stood against his desk, his legs crossed, his eyes staring at the big TV screen. Above is Lin Nuan's petite face that looks tired. She patiently explained her relationship with Tuan Tuan and Fu Tianci.

What she said is basically the same as the long Weibo she just posted on her official Weibo, except that the Weibo post has a better effect of inciting emotions.

Lin Nuan straightened her back, and her voice sounded a little tired and hoarse. "In the past, I never came forward to respond to any kind of rumor because I felt like it was my personal life and there was no need for everyone to know about it. But this time it involved my children. As a mother, I don't see the slightest harm to my child! I hope everyone can end here......"

With the Weibo post published on her official account, the reporters more or less knew about the matter, so they didn't take action against Lin Nuan......

Dialects were with her. After Lin Nuan finished speaking, Fang Nuan smiled and asked the reporter to give way, saying that Lin Nuan was super tired from a whole day of shooting!

As soon as filming was mentioned, the reporter immediately remembered the Weibo posted at noon, so he asked, "The original author of "The Exorcist" declared on Weibo that Lin Nuan did not do a good job in playing the role of Feng Wuluan's previous reincarnation. What do you think about this, Lin Nuan?

"Director Chen insisted on using you. Is there an insider?

"The author Shu Xin actually scolded the director, is it because he insists on using you? What is your opinion on this matter?

Fang Yan hugged Lin Nuan's shoulders and got into the car under the protection of the film crew.

Fu Huai'an's eyes narrowed. When he picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, he opened the Weibo app on his phone......

As Fu Huai'an expected, some people knew Lin Nuan, and some supported her, but more people didn't believe what Lin Nuan said and reprimanded and insulted her.

Fu Huaian read the comments left on Lin Nuan's official Weibo in detail, and recalled the group photo taken by Lin Nuan and Tuan Tuan that morning. His gaze became gentle, he picked up the inside line and asked Xiao Lu, the assistant who usually takes care of his Weibo account; He let the latter in.

Fu Huai'an was the president of CapitaLand; Although he does not have a personal Weibo account, he certainly has an official account, which has been kept by an employee in the office. Fu Huai'an never paid attention to the content posted on his Weibo.

Within a few minutes, Xiao Lu knocked on the door with a tablet. "Sir, Xiao Liu is usually the person in charge of Weibo, but he took a leave of absence today. I've logged in to your account on your tablet ......"

Fu Huaian nodded and took the tablet from Xiao Lu's hand.

The picture on his official Weibo account is a photo he took in a previous interview with a magazine. Fu Huai'an frowned.

For something like Weibo, Fu Huaian is really not an expert. He found the photo of Tuan Tuan and Lin Nuan on his mobile phone, and handed it to Xiao Lu along with the tablet. "Change the display picture to this..."

Xiao Lu was a little surprised, but still nodded. After uploading the photo as a new display picture, he respectfully propped up the tablet for Fu Huai'an to take a look at. "Is that okay?"

Fu Huai'an narrowed his eyes, leaned against the wide desk, took out a cigarette, and sniffed it under his nose. He continued: "Change the name too......

Xiao Lu looked at the name - Fu Huai'an; That's right!

"Sir, what do you want to change?"

"Mr. Fu."

Xiao Lu thought for a moment. It didn't seem to be a problem to change to Mr. Fu, so he nodded. "Good!"

Changing the name of Weibo, Xiao Lu asked again: "Sir, do you have any questions?"

Fu Huai'an removed the unlit cigarette from his nose. His handsome face turned slightly to the side, and his gaze swept over the description beneath his name—President of CapitaLand. His brow furrowed, and his welding cigarette hand pointed to the description. "It's... changed to Lin Nuan's husband.

Xiao Lu's eyes widened.

News about Lin Nuan is everywhere on the Internet today; Even if he wanted to, he couldn't ignore it. Fu Huai'an tied his name to Lin Nuan at such a moment, and his boss obviously wanted to show his support for Lin Nuan; Xiao Lu understood his intentions.

So Xiao Lu said: "Sir, this is the official description, yours is a verified account." If you make a change, it needs to pass the CSO check, so it won't be as fast as simply changing the username!

In addition, it is a bit ...... to change it to Lin Nuan's husband

"Then change your name to Lin Nuan's husband." Fu Huai'an moved the chair next to him and sat down, then pointed to a chair beside him and asked Xiao Lu to sit down as well.

Xiao Lu was speechless.

So, sir, are you trying to support Ms. Lin Nuan and publicly show her affection when she was being smeared online?

Xiao Lu sat down tremblingly, and changed the description to Lin Nuan's husband according to Lin Nuan's instructions.

Fu Huaian took the tablet from Xiao Lu's hand and asked him how to repost the long post posted by Lin Nuan on the official Weibo. Xiao Lu's organs were trembling at this time. It seems that his boss is really bent on supporting his wife.

Xiao Lu pressed the forward button, and then asked Fu Huai'an: "Sir, would you like to add some text?"

"Words?"

Fu Huai'an's eyes lowered, his fingers pinched the unlit cigarette, and knocked on the big desk carelessly. "Hand me the tablet, you can go out first......"

Xiao Lu agreed, nodded, closed the door of Fu Huai'an's office, and left the room.

The moment Xiao Lu returned to his seat, he took out his mobile phone and opened the Weibo APP, eager to know what words Fu Huaian would add to the retweet.

Fu Huai'an got up, hid behind the wide desk, and sat down in his chair. He bit the unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

He pulled out the picture he had looked at so much from the drawer, moved his thumb lightly over it, and set it aside. Fu Huai'an's gaze lowered, staring at the flashing cursor on the tablet.

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually turned a deep blue. The table lamp above Fu Huai'an's head emitted a warm light, reflecting his well-defined facial features on the floor-to-ceiling windows, making him look warm.

His slender fingers typed slowly on the virtual keyboard, his gaze warm.

...

Xiao Lu couldn't hold back the feeling of his heart beating faster, and kept refreshing Fu Huai'an's Weibo page, which had been changed to "Lin Nuan's husband". He was looking forward to what kind of text Fu Huaian would add to the retweet.

Suddenly, a man named Xiao Liu in the president's office shouted, "Damn it! Is my account hacked, or is President Fu's Weibo account hacked?

Hearing this, several nosy people in the president's office put down their work and opened Weibo to take a look.

Even a new colleague who was making copies of a document couldn't help but look at his colleague's phone.

Xiao Lu's fingers swiped slightly...

[@Li

Warm husband: I don't want you to drift alone in a sea of people. I don't want you to walk alone in the wind and rain. I don't want you to suffer the cruelty of this world alone. @Li

Nuan official Weibo: Regarding third-party rumors, I will give an explanation here......]

Xiao Lu's heart was pounding. Although he was a little prepared for these handfuls of dog food1, he was still a little caught off guard.