"But how do you explain my relationship with Rong Cang?" Lian Xuan was silent for a few seconds, and then asked another question.

She could almost imagine what netizens would fantasize based on those photos.

Especially CP fans, they will probably think that their CP has come true.

"It's normal for friends to visit the class, right? It's normal to accidentally bump into a friend caught in a storm and help out, right? "Qu Qinglan is reasonable.

Lian Xuan choked.

Sister Lan, who is known as the gold medal agent, how could she say such a statement that the people who eat melons don't believe it?

"Who would believe it......" Her tail note dragged on a little long, revealing a little helplessness.

Qu Qinglan: "The Qing people are self-purifying, no matter how much they explain, they should not believe it or not believe it." I'll talk about it when I come back, I have to go to an urgent meeting, hang up first. ”

"Doot-doo-"

She hung up neatly and didn't hesitate.

Lian Xuan stared at the mobile phone in Rong Can's hand for a few seconds, slowly moved his gaze, fell on him, and said faintly: "But we don't know the clear, right......?"

Those who purify themselves are self-purifying......

She and Rong Cang are not clear.

"Wait until you go back to the imperial capital to discuss, don't be in such a hurry." Rong Cang's palm covered her shoulder and pressed it lightly.

A steady stream of heat came from the skin that touched it, infiltrating every part of her skin inch by inch.

It burned her heart.

"Hmm." She replied lightly, and remembered something, "Is there any movement over there Director Zhao?" Will the publicity of Lianzong be affected? ”

Rong Cang's fingertips tapped on the screen for a while, and he looked at it for two seconds, "I made a statement, saying that I was in contact with the artist and would give a reasonable explanation." ”

"Oh." A muffled one-word syllable overflowed from Lian Xuan's throat, "Then this week's love show, can it still be broadcast live?" ”

"Not necessarily, it should depend on the situation discussed by the program team and the agent." Rong Cang's dark eyes turned to her, and the words of inquiry rolled on his lips, but he didn't say it.

Maybe everything will be answered when she returns to Dijing for a follow-up visit.

Lian Xuan nodded and didn't speak.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

Her eyes drooped, staring at her toes.

If she hadn't been sick, she wouldn't have been in so much trouble.

If she could control herself a little, she wouldn't have been posted online.

Thick self-blame surged up uncontrollably, and Lian Xuan clearly knew that this was a bad emotion.

But she couldn't seem to hold them down with all her might.

If she could hold them down, she might not be sick.

It was like a boulder suddenly pressing on her heart, and she could barely breathe.

There was a light in front of me.

Lian Xuan looked at the past, and it was Rong Cang who held up the mobile phone screen in front of her, and there was a Weibo page on it.

"Lian Xuanchao talk".

"Urgent assembly! This is not a drill! The other family must have been premeditated for a long time to engage Xuan Bao, and we must work together to accompany Xuan Bao through this difficulty!"

"They're vicious! I cursed them for eating instant noodles without a fork!!

"I feel sorry for Xuan, but I don't believe what they say, Xuan, I am the kindest and most beautiful person in the world!"

"That's it! Besides, what's wrong with mental illness? Did you eat their rice? They live in the Pacific Ocean, huh? It's so wide!"

"I don't know what kind of disease Sister Xuan has, but as a depressed person, I can completely understand Sister Xuan. People always say that if you want to open a little, you won't get sick, but where do people who are really sick not know such a simple truth? They just can't do it to get sick.

So Sister Xuan, it's okay! We will all come out, and the rice paper will always be here with you!"

Lian Xuan stretched out her finger and gently swiped the screen.

Fans' Weibo is fully supporting her, without complaining, questioning, or having the slightest negative emotion.

Huge super talk, millions of fans, none of them doubted her, and none of them accused her.

Lian Xuan's eyes were a little red, and tears were almost running out of the corners of her eyes.

She must have done a lot of good things in her last life, right?

That's why I met such a group of fans who are kind and gentle and trust her unconditionally.

"Thank you, Rong Cang." She said in a hoarse voice, "Give me the phone, I won't go to Weibo, I always have to report safety to my family." ”

Of course, she knew Rong Cang's intentions.

When I met Rong Cang, I should have used up a lot of good luck.

But Rong Cang didn't put the phone in her hand, but stretched out his little finger.

Lian Xuan's brain was down for two seconds, and he subconsciously hooked it up and skillfully read out the words: "Pull the hook and hang yourself, you can't change for a hundred years, whoever changes is a puppy!" Stamp! ”

Rong Cang calmly flicked his thumb and touched her, and his voice hid a smile: "Well, stamp." ”

Inexplicably, I heard a few scattered ridicules, and I was so ashamed that people's ears were red.

Lian Xuan hurriedly snatched the phone from his hand, "I have to reply to the message quickly." ”

Not surprisingly, a barrage of new messages popped up as soon as the phone was turned on.

The people who sent messages included family, friends, colleagues, collaborators, and other people.

"Grandpa: I'm going to verify a Weibo, this group of netizens is too much! I remember that your uncle and your uncle all have Weibo certification, right? We'll give you a show!"

Grandpa knew that she had a gap with her parents in her heart, so he deliberately didn't mention them.

Lian Xuan typed: "No, grandpa, they scold and scold, our team has public relations means." Didn't we say it? I entered the circle to hide my family situation, so you can't go back on your word."

After replying, she looked at the next one.

"Ke Yi: Hurry up and post a Weibo, I'll forward it."

"Ke Yi: Okay, if you don't send it, I'll send it."

Lian Xuan's pupils were shaken, and he switched to the Weibo interface.

In the next second, the warm fingertips clasped the wrist.

Raise your eyes, and look at the black eyes of Shang Rong.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't read Weibo?" He asked the soul.

"I have to see it." Lian Xuan pulled out the chat record with Ke Yi, "Look, I have to go and see what Yiyi sent." ”

Rong Cang let go of his hand and didn't stop him anymore: "Okay." ”

But Lian Xuan clearly noticed that his eyes still fell on him, and he was afraid that she would secretly look at the keyboard warrior and the brainless black of the sunspot.

She has no masochistic tendencies.

When people can't control their emotions well, the best and easiest way is to stay away from people and things that can cause them to get out of control.

Go straight to the watchlist to find Ke Yi's name and click on the homepage of Weibo.

The latest Weibo also broke into view: "KK Keyi: Some keyboard warriors who chase the wind and shadows, haven't they found a job today? You are so idle that you make personal attacks on the Internet every day, didn't your numbness teach you what it means to respect others? Oh, you're not numb."

Ke Yi almost pointed at their noses and swore directly.

Lian Xuan reached out and pressed his eyebrows, and cut back to WeChat: "If you post on Weibo like this, won't your agent scold you?"